The Weleetka American (Weleetka, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 34, Ed. 1 Friday, November 17, 1911 Page: 2 of 8
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STORY
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By MARIE VAN VORST
Illustration! by M. C. KETTNER
(Coit/ri.lH, 11110, t>y Th« iiobOM Meirlll Co.)
S"NOPSI3.
Dnri nialr, thp K!-yr"tr-olft son of thp
Afty-mtlllnn-dollai ropi r klnir of tllalr-
town, Mont., (a a Kuest (it ttio Fnirll. i
home of t,ady Oalorcy nan's father lin.l
hfcn rourteous to l.nrrt Onlnrpy during
his visit to tho Unitprf Stains and the
courtesy Is now being returned to the
young man.
CHAPTER I—Continued.
On the day of the shoot at Osdene.
Dan dropped sixty birds. He tried
very hard not to he too pleased.
"Gosh." ho thought to himself, "those
birds fell as though they were trained
nil right, and the other sports were
mad, I could see It." He then fell to
whistling softly the air he had heard
Lady Galorey p)ay Ibe night before
from the new success nt the Gaiety,
and finished it as his toilet completed
Itself. He took up a gardenia from his
dressing table and fastened It In his
coat, stopping on the stairs on the
way down to look over Into the hall
where tho men In their black clothes
and tho women In their shining
diesses waited before going Into the
dining-room. The lights tell on white
arms and nooks, op Jswels and on tine
proud heads. Dan Fllair had boon In
San Francisco and In New York, on
short Journeys, however, which his
father, the year before, had directed
him to take, but he had never Been a
"show" like this.
He came slowly down tho broad
stairway of the Osdene Park House,
the last guest. In the coiner, where,
behind her, a piece of fourteenth cen-
tury tapestry cut a green and pink
square against tbo rich black oak pan-
eling. the Duchess of Breakwater sat
waiting. She wore a dress of golden
tulle which was simply a sheath to
ber slender body, and from her neck
hung a long rope of diamonds caught
at the end by a small black Tan; there
was a wreath of diamonds like shining
water drops linked togelher In her
hair. She was the grandest lady at
Osdene. and renowned In more than
one sense of the word. As Dan Eaw
her smile at him and rise, he thought:
"She Is none too sorry that I made
that record, but I hope to heaven she
won't say anything to me about It."
And the duchess did not speak of It.
Telling him that he was to take ber
in to dinner, she laid first her fan on
his arm and then her hand. And Dan.
one of those fortunate creatures who
are born men of the world when they
get Into It, gave her his arm with
much grace, and as he leaned down
toward her he thought to himself:
"Well, it's lucky for me I have my
head on tight; a few more of those
goo-goo eyes of hers and It would 'ie
as well for mo to light out for tie
woods."
I Dan liked best at Osdene Park his
chin-chins with Gordon Galorey. The
young man was unflallerlngly frank In
his choice of companions When the
duchess looked about for him to ride
wllh her. walk with her, to find the
secluded corners, to talk, to play with
•him, she was llke'y to discover Dan
had gone off with Lord Galorey and
to come upon them later, sitting en-
veloped In smoke, a stand of drinks
by their side.
To Galorey, who had no heir or
child, the hoy's presence proved the
happiest thing that had come to him
for a long lime. He talked a great
deal to Dan about 'he old man Ga-
lorey was poor, nnd the fact of a for-
tune of ten million pounds possessed
by this one boy was continually before
his mind like ati obsession, it was like
looking down Into a gold mine Ga-
lorey tried often to broach the sub-
ject of monoy. but Dan kept off. At
length Ga'orey n.sked boldly:
"What are you going to do with It?"
On this occasion they were walking
over from tho lower park back to the
bouse a couple of terriers ut their
heels
"Do with whtrtf" Itlalr asked Inno-
cently. He was looking at the trees
He was comparing their grayish green
trunks and their Tollage with the Cali-
fornia redwoods. A little taken aback
Lord Galorey laughed.
"Why, that colossal fortune or
yours."
And Blair answered unhesltntingly:
"Oh, spend It on some girl sooner or
later."
Galorey fairly staggered. Then he
took It humorously.
"My dear chap, r never Paw a sweet-
er, bigger man than your father. If he
had been my father. I dure say I might
have pulled o.7 a different yard ot
hemp, but I must confess that I think
he has left you too much money.'
"Well, there are a lot of fellows
who are ready to look after It lor me.
Blair answered coolly. Before his
companion could redden, he contm
ued: "You see, dad took care of me
fr twenty-one years all right, and
whenever I am up a stump, why all I
have to do la to remember tho things
he did "
For the first time since his arrival
at Osdene Dan's tone was serious. In
terested a.s he was In the older man.
Han's Inclination was to evade the
discussion of serious subjects. With
Blair's slang, his conversation was al-
most Incomprehensible.
"Dad didn't gas much," the boy said,
but I could draw a map of some of
lie things he did say. He ured to say
he made his money out of the earth "
The two were walking side by side
across the rich velvet of the Immemo-
rial English turf. The extreme soft-
ness of the autumn day. Its shifting
lights. Its mellow envelope, the beauty
of the park—the age. the stability, the
harmony, served to touch the young
fellow s spirits. At any rate there
was a ring In him. an equilibrium that
surprised Galorey.
Most things,' dad said to me. 'go
back to the earth.'" He struck the
Kngllsh turf wllh his stick. "Dad said
a fel ow had better buy those things
that stay above the ground." Dan
smiled frankly at his companion. "Cu-
rious thing to say, wasn't It?" he re
fleeted. "I remembered It. and I got
to wondering after I saw him burled,
'what are the things that stay above
the ground?' The old man never gave
me another talk like that."
After a few seconds Galorey put in:
"Hut. my dear chap, you did give
nie a shock up there Just now when
you said you were going to spend all
your money 011 some girl.'"
The millionaire took a chestnut from
his pocket. Hp held It high above his
head and the little dog that had been
yelping at his heels fixed his eyes on
It. Blah* poised It. then threw It as
"Yon prrmiord to be back to drlv*
with me belore dluuer. Dan Did you
forget?"
And as Galorey left the boy to make
his peace, the first smile of amuse
ment broke over his face He felt that
the duchess I:ad between her and her
J capture of Dan IJ.alr's heart the e u-
slve picture of some "nice girl"—not
much perhaps, but It might be very
bard to tear away the picture ol the
ideal that was ever belore the blue
eyes of this man who had a fortune to
spend on her!
CHAPTER ||.
The Duchess Approves.
His attentions to the Duchess of
Breakwater had not been so conspicu-
ous or so absorbing as to prevent the
eager mothers—who. true to her word.
Lady Galorey had Invited down—from
laying siege to Dan Blair. Lady Ga-
lorey asked him:
"Don't you want to marry any one
of these beauties. Dan?" And Blair,
with his beautiful smile and what l.lly
called his inspired candor, answered:
"Not on your llie. Lady Ga'orey!"
And she agreed: "I think myself
you are too young."
No," Dan refuled. "you are wrong
there. I shall marry as fast as I can."
His hostess was surprised.
"Why, I thought you wanted your
fling first."
And Dan, from his chair, In which,
with a book, he had been silting when
Lad} Galorey found him, answered
cheerfully:
"Oh. I don't like being alone. I want
to go about with some one. I should
like a fling all right, but I want to
fling with somebody as I go."
The lady of the house was not a
philosopher nor an analyst. She had
JUST BEFORE THE TROUBLE
How Could the Listener Know What
His Friend Was Trying
to Say?
If any man ever admired his wife,
that man was Howler. And when the
ltznoodles asked Mrs. Howler to get
up and sing, "There la a Garden In
y Face," the husband glowed with
pride.
No matter that she had a face like
a hippopotamus and a yolce like an
elephant he sat beaming as she sang,
and could not refrain from bending
oyer to bis neighbor and whispering-
voice?"y°U th'"k my wlfe'B Eot a
"What?" said hl neighbor, who
was a little deaf.
"Don't you think my wife has rot a
fine voice?" repealed Howler
'What?"
"Don't you think my wife's got a
fine voice?" roared Howler
nh''®?rryi;i" returned the neighbor,
Shaking his head. "Can't catch a word
you say. That awful woman oyer
there Is making such a frightful row
singing."
Faint ?
rr'cVcXyio^
Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery
lite heart becomes rejular clock-work. The red
blood corpuscle, are increased in number-tnd the
nerves in turn are well fed. The .rterie. ... StlSJ
pu. up' wi&jsr ji zdi:i-issr
excessive tissue waste, in convalescence from <0n'° OMded lor
thin-blooded people. Stick to this safe and . or lor run-down, nine imo,
as Hood" kind, offered byThe deaferwho?.V T ??,edV"1 "< •« •« " ju.J
J^wjUdo you h.,f .. nuTc ,ood ."p'r? j^
even in the deep.
Explanations.
Miss Ftillosoul (of a poetical turn)
Which are you of opinion one should
say, professor: "Summer Dies" or
Summer fiees?"
Absent-Minded Professor (great on
entomology) The two species, my
dear young lady, are entirely distinct.
,°w, the common house fly— Then
he wondered why she suddenly open-
ed a conversation with the young man
on her right.—London Sphere.
Jury
ZD
The Duchess of Breakwater Appeared.
far as he could. It sped through the
air and tho terrier ron like mad across
the park.
I like girls awfully. Gordon, nnd
when I find the right one. why, then
I'm going to feel what a bully thing
It Is to be rich."
Lord Galorey groaned aloud.
My dear chap!" he exclaimed.
The spell of the day, the fragrant
beauty of the time and place and
hour were clearly upon Dan Rlalr.
Lord Galorey was sympathetic to him.
'I ho terrier came tearing back with
'he chestnut held between his thick
Jaws. Dan bent down to take the nut
from the dog and wrestled with him
gsntly.
"Swell lltt'e grip he's got. Nice old
pun! Let It go now!" And ho threw
'.he nut far again, and as the terrier
ran once more Blair thrust his hands
down In his pockets nnd began sortly
to whistle the tune of Mandalny.
He said slowly, going tack to his
subject: "It must be great to reel
that a fellow can give her jewels like
the Duchess of Breakwater's, ropes ol
em"—he nodded toward the house—
"and n fine old plnce like this now.
and motors nnd yachts and all kinds
of stuff."
Ills eyes rested on the suave lines
of the Elizabethan hou:-e. with its
softened gables and Its banked ter-
races Possibly his vivid Imagination
pictured "some nice girl" there wait
Ing, as they should come up, to meet I tlons
him.
"I have always thought It would be
bully to find a poor girl—pretty as a
peach, of course—one who had never
had much, and just cover her with
things Hey. there!" he cried to the
terrier, who had come running back,
"bring It to me."
They had come up to the terrace by
this, nnd Dan's confidence, fresh as a
gush of water from a rock, had censed
His fnce was placid He didn't realize
A'hat he had said
Prom out of one of the long win-
dows, dressed In a sable coat, her
small head tied up In a motor scarf,
ihe Duchess of Breakwater appeared
She greeted them severely, and Lord
Galorey beard her say under her
breath to Dan* .
certain affairs of her own and was
grossed In them and lived In them. As
lar as Lady Galorey was >rned
the rest or the world might go aud
hang Itself as long ns It didn't do It
at her gate-post But Blair couldn't
eave any one Indifferent to him very
long, not unless one could be Indiffer-
ent to a blaze or sunlight; one must
dther draw the blinds down or bask
in Its brightness.
She laughed. "You're perfectly delK
clous! Vou mean to pay you want tc
be married at once and let your wife
fling around with you?"
"Just that."
"How sweet of Dan! And vou
won t marry one of these girls bi-re?"
"Don't fill the bill. Lady Galorey.'
"Oh, you have a sweetheart at home,
then?"
"All off!" he assured her blithely,
and rose, tall and straight and slender!
The Duchess of Ureakwater bad
come In. Indeed she never failed to
when there was any question or Had-
ing ll'alr
Dan stood stralgbtly before the two
women of an old race, and the Amer-
ican didn't suggest any line of nob e
ancestors whatsoever. His features
were rather conglomerate; his mus-
cles were possibly not the perfect elas-
tic specimens Hint were those muscles
whose strain and sinew had been
made from the same stock for genera-
tions. He was, nevertheless, very
good to look on. Any woman would
have thought eo, nnt1 he bent his blond
head as he looked at the Duchess or
lireakwater with something like be-
nevolence, something of his fathers
kindness in his clear blue eyes
Neither of tho noble ladles vaguely'un-
derstood h!ni. Ills hostess thought
him "a good sort," not half bad a
splendid catch, and tho other woman,
only a few years his senior, was in
love with him. The duchess had mar-
ried at eighteen, tired of her bargain
at twenty, and found hersell a widow
at twenty-five She hold a telegram
In her hand
"We've got the box for Mandalay to-
night at the Gaiety, and let s Motor
lu."
<TO Uifi CONTINUED.)
No Jury.
"Didn't you give that man
trial?"
"Look here," replied Broncho Bob-
al" ' b's l t o' men In this
settlement. We couldn't possibly git
12 of em together without startln' a
fatal argument about somethln' that
had nothin' whatever to do with the
ease.
Equivocal.
"Gladys can't hide the fact that she
dyes her hair yellow."
"You don't suppose, do you. that
she could keep it dark?"
Every tjme you meet a grouch hanu
It a lemon.
Mr. Sunflsh—I hear that Mr. Black
Bass couldn't get on the police force.
Mr. Eel—No, they drew the color
line on him.
Caring for Consumptives.
There are now four special methods
by which consumptive workingmen la
the United States are being cared for.
IB such cities as Albany, Elmira and
Binghamton, N. y.. the unions support
a separate pavilion or hospital. In
cities like Hartford. New Britain and
South Manchester, Conn., the work,
men contribute toward the mainte-
nance of a fund for the care of cotv
sumptlves. The employers also cotv
tribute to these funds. There are also
two national sanitorla for the treat,
ment of tuberculosis owned and oper.
ater by labor unions; one by the In-
ternational Typographical union, and
the other by the Printing Pressmen
and Assistants' union. In Massachu-
setts, Illinois and elsewhere large cor.
poratlons and manufacturers bay,
agreed voluntarily to care for all their
consumptive employes for a limited
length of time.
Special Talent.
"Can your boy read 'The Illlad' In
the original?"
"Not very well. But he can make
ten yards around the left end almost
every time."
Wasted Blessings.
Aunty (Just arrived)—Bless youi
sweet heart!
Marie—You needn't waste any of
your blessings on him, aunty.
Aunty—Him? Who?
Marie—My former sweetheart
We're mad at each other noww—
Judge.
Squelched.
Gerald—What do you think of this
recall Idea?
Geraldlne—One call will be enough
thank you.
Marriage is a contract—and there
are lots of contract Jumpers.
In the hands of a woman the pow*
der rflg mightier than the sword.
We Get a Slap
The bier coffee tm«f. rr> *9 U _
The big coffee trust, made up of Brazilian
growers and American importers, has been trying
yarious tactics to boost the price of Coffee and get
more money from the people.
Always the man who la trying to dig extra
money out of the publio pocket, on a combination,
hates the man who blocks the game.
Now comes a plaintive bleat from the "exaa-
perated" ones.
The Journal of Commerce lately said: "A stir-
ring circular has just been issued to the coffee
trade." The article further says:
"The coffee world is discussing what is to be
the future of coffee as a result of the campaign
of miscducntion carried on by the cereal coffee
people. We have before us a letter from one of
the largest roasters in the South asking what can
ho done to counteract the work of the enemies
of coffee.
"The matter should have been taken up by
the Brazilian Gov't when they were completing
their beautiful valorization scheme."
Then the article proceeds to de-
nounce Postum and works Into a
fine frenzy, because we have pub-
lished facts regarding the effect of
coffee on some people.
The harrowing tale goes on.
"Where a few years ago every-
body drank coffee, several cups a
day, now we find In every walk In
life people who imagine they can
rot drink It. (The underscoring is
Brazilian
CofT««
Grower I
I^et us continue to quote from hla
article.
"Notwithstanding the enormous
Increase in population during the
past three years, coffee shows an
appalling decrease In consumption.'
ours.) Burly blacksmiths, carpen
ters, laborers and nthletes have dis-
continued or cut down the use ot
coffee: as there is not a person
who reads this and will not be able
to find the sumo conditions existing
among his own circle of acquaint-
ances, is it not well for the Brazil
ians to sit up and take notice?"
Isn't i' curious these "bur-
ly" strong men should pick out cof-
fee to "Imagine" about? Why not
"Imagine" that regular doses of
whiskey are harmful, or dally slugs
of morphine?
If "imagination" makes the caf-
feine in coffee clog the liver, de-
press the heart, and steadily tear
down the nervous system, bringing
on one or more of the dozens of
types of diseases which follow
broken-down nervous systems,
many people don't know It.
But It remained for the man who
has coffee, morphine or whiskey
to sell, to have the supremo nerve
(0 8a?: "You only lmnglne your
disorders. Keep on buying fTom
•Then follows a tiresome lot of
statistics which wind up by show-
ing a decrease of consumption in
two years of, in round figures, two
hundred million pounds.
Here we see the cause for the at-
tacks on us and the Brazilian
sneers at Americans who prefer to
use a healthful, home-made break-
fast drink and incidentally keep the
money in America, rather than
send the millions to Brazil and pay
for an article that chemists class
Will the reader please remem-
ber, we never announce that coffee
"hurts all people."
Some persons seem to have en-
cess vitality enough to use coffee
tobacco and whiskey for years and
apparently be none the worse, but
the number Is small, and when a
sensible man or woman finds an ar-
tide acts harmfully they exercise
some degree of Intelligence by
dropping it.
We quote again from the article:
"These figures are paralyzing
but correct, being taken from
Leech s statistics, recognized as
the most reliable."
This is one of the highest com-
pliments ever paid to tho level-head-
ed common sense of Americans
who cut off about two hundred mil-
lion pounds of coffee when they
found by actual experiment (la the
majority of cases) that the subtle
drug caffeine, in coffee, worked dis-
comfort and varying forms of dl -
ease. ,
Some people haven't the charac-
ter to stop a habit when they know
It Is killing them, but it Is easy
to shift from coffee to Postum, for.
when made according to directions,'
It comes to table a cup of beverage,
seat brown color, which turns to
rich golden brown when cream Is
added, aud the taste Is very like
the milder grades of Old Gov't Java.
Postum Is a qerllable food-drink
and highly nourishing, containing
all the parts of wheat carefully pre-
pared to which Is added about tea
per cent of New Orleans molasses,
and that Is absolutely all that
Postum Is maae of.
Thousands of visitors to the pure
food factories see the ingredients
and how prepared. Every nook
and corner is open for every visit-
or to carefully Inspect. Crowds
come daily and seem to enjoy it.
"There's a Reason"
Postum Cereal Company, Limited
Battle Creek. Michigan
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