The Mooreland Leader. (Mooreland, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 51, Ed. 1 Friday, March 27, 1908 Page: 4 of 8
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By Omar tchnocbelen.
The Girl
fromTim's
Place
8j CHARLES CLARK MUNN
(Coprrlfhi (#06. by Lothrop. Lm * Sh.pard Co.)
•YNOPtli.
MCOUImu
r _ _ 16-year-old girl living
Jm's place In the Mal e woods Is
by her father to Pete Bolduc, a
breed. 8he runs away and reachee
samp of Martin Friable, occupied by
is. his wife, nephew. Raymond 8tet-
and guide*. 81m tells her story and
_red for by Mrs. Frlsble. Journe:
ible's party Into woods to visit fat
Frlsble, an old hermit, who has
' by Mrs. Frlsble. Journey of
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o
ny y
Vhan camp Is broken Chip and Ray oc-
In the wilderness for many years.
eupy same canoe. The party reach camp
Ot Mrs. Frlsbla's father and are wel-
comed by him and Cy Walker, an old
friend and former townsman of the her-
mit. They settle down for summers
Stay. Chip and Ray are In love, but no
Ml realises this but Cy Walker. Strange
•anoe marks found on lake shore In front
gf their cabin. Strangs smoke Is seen
was the lake. Martin and Levi leave
settlement to felt officers to arrest
Outre, who Is known as outlaw and
..aped murderer. Chip's one woods
liend, Tomah, an Indian, visits camp.
' believes he sees a bear on the ridge.
Is stolen by Fete Bolduc who
capes with her In ft canori. Chli
•ued by Martin and Levi as thai
turning from the settlement. Bolduc es-
ilp I* res-
hapes. Old Cy proposes to Ray that he
remain In the woods with himself and
~Am*l and trap during the winter, and he
sir &>?:
and finds Ufa
les to do so. Othei* of
reenvale, taking <—,
starts to school fn Qreenvale,
'e unpleasant at Aunt Com-
fort's, made so especially by Hannah.
Did Cy and Ray discover strange tracks
the Wilderness. They • penetrate fur-
- -ness and discover the
man who had been
her Into tha wilderness and discover the
tiding place of the man who had been
neaklng about their cabin. They Investl-
.te the cava home of McOulre during
Bolduc finds McGuIre and
to
BS. _...
pis absence.
the two fight to the death, finding
ave together. Ray returns to
and finds Chip waiting for
ilm. Ray wants Chip to return to the
roods with them, but she, feeling that
ha old oomradeshlp with Ray has been
iroken refuses. When they part, how-
It is as lovers. Chip runs away
.. Aunt Comfort's and finds another
is with Judson Walker. She gives her
y* —
'"Sfie- Mils Aunt Abby ..
of her life. Aunt Abby tells her of
name as Vara Raymond. Aunt Abby,
Aunt Mandy Walker's sister, visits them,
and takes Chip home with her to Christ-
mas Cove. Chip goes to school at Christ-
mas Cove. Sne tells Aunt Abby the
atory of her life. Aunt Abby tells her of
their family, and ahe discovers that Cy
walker is a long-lost brother of Judson
Walker, but fear of betraying her hiding
•lace prevents her telling of Cy. Old Cy
Investigates McOulre's cave In the wilder-
Mas and finds a fortune that belongs
to Chip. Old Cy returns to the wilderness
aainp with the news that Chip had dis-
appeared and proposes to start out to
And her. He turns over to Martin a bank
book showing a deposit of |60,000 In Chip's
name. Chip returns to the home of Jud-
son Walker at Peaceful Valley for a
summer vacation. Chip tells .Judson of
Cy and writes a note to Martin which dis-
closes her hiding place. Martin irnmedl-
> Wa
ataly visits the ^Valkers. He gives Chip
bar money and asks If he shall send Ray
to her, but she says no. Aunt Abby's
husband dies. Chip asks Martin to find
Cy who Is seeking the country over for
her. He had been a youthful lover of
Aunt Abby, and was supposed to have
been lost at sea. Ray wants to go to
Chip, but Martin advises him not to.
Chip receives a letter from Ray, asking
forgiveness for seeming slight and neg-
lect. Ray and Levi return to the wilder-
ness camp and find Cy. They tell him
of his brother and the finding of Chip.
Chip spends Christmas at Greenville. Old
soanas bring back her love for Ray.
CHAPTER XXXIII.-Continued.
And then while she, thus lone and
lonesome, was putting away books,
slates, Ink-bottles and all the badges
of her servitude. Chip, without knock-
ing, walked In.
How they first exclaimed, then em-
braced, then kissed, and then repeat-
ed it while each tried to wink the
tears away, and failed; how they sat
hand Jn hand in that dingy, smoke-
browned room with its knife-hacked
benches, unconscious of the chill, while
Chip told her story; and how. Just as
the last rays of the setting sun flashed
from the icicles along its eaves, they
left it, still hand in hand, was but an
episode such as many a schoolgirl can
recall.
Of the few friends Greenvale held
for Chip, none seemed quite so near
and dear as Miss Phinney, and none
lived longer in her memory. They
had been for many months not teacher
and pupil, but rather two sioters, con'
tiding, patient, and tender. Life swept
them apart. They might never meet
again, and yet, so long as both lived,
never would those school days be for-
gotten.
With Sunday came Chip's most grat-
ifying experience, perhaps, for her ar-
rival was now known by the entire vil-
lage and the fact that she was an
heiress as well. Her fortune (also
Unown) was considered almost fabu-
lous according to Greenvale standards,
and when Chip with Ang-ie entered the
chnrch porch, It was crowded with
people waiting to receive them. Chip,
of course, now well clad and well
poised, wag once more the cynoaure of
aM eyee iwept wfcea tha putor prtjid.
.At tha doaa of servloe a score, moat
ot whom aba knew by sight only, wait-
ed to great bar and shako hands With
her in tha porch. The parson hurried
down the aisle to add his smile and
hand daap, and, aS in nil. It was.a
moot gratifying reception.
And here and now, let no carping
critic say it was all due to that bank
account, but rather a country tow
expression of respect and good will to*
ward one whom they felt deserved It
That it all pleased Angle, goes with-
out saying. That Chip well deserved
this vindication, 'no one will question;
and when her visit ended and she de-
parted, no one, not even Hiss Phin-
ney, missed her more than Angle.
Only one thread of regret wove it-
self into Chip's feelings as she rode
away with Uncle Joe, whose horse*
were now decked properly for this im-
portant event. She had received a
most cordial reception on all sides—
almost a triumph of good will. Her
gifts had brought an oft-repeated
chorus of thanks and a few teara. On
all sides and among all ahe had been
welcome, even receiving a call and
words of praise from Parson Jones.
She was a nobody no longer; Instead,
a somebody whom all delighted to
honor and commend.
But the one whose motherly pride
would have been most gratified, she
for whom Chip's heart yearned for
oftenest, would never know It
CHAPTER XXXIV.
With the birds and flowers once
more returning to Christmas Cove,
came outdoor freedom for Chip again.
Like the wood-nymph she was in char-
acter and taste, the wild, rock-bound
coast outside and the low, wooded
mountain enclosing this village were
her playgrounds where she found com-
panionship. Other aasociates she cared
but little for, and a few hours alone
on a wave-washed shore, watching the
wild ocean billows tossing spray aloft,
or a long ramble in a deep, silent for-
est, appealed to her far more than
parties and girlish enjoyments.
The wood-bordered road, leading
from the village to the railroad ten
/l I
"Say You Love Me."
miles away, was now a favorite walk
of hers. It was suited to her in many
ways, for it was seldom traveled; It
followed the sunny side of the low
mountain range back of Chrlatmas
Cove, not a house stood along Its en-
tire way, and to add charm, a brook
kept it company, crossing and recroaa-
ing it for two miles. That feature waa
the most especial attraction, for beds
of watercress waved beneath the
limpid waters in deep pools, bunches
of flag grew along lta banks, their
blue flowers bending to kiss the cur-
rent; its ripples danced in the sun-
light; its music was a tinkling mel-
ody, and these simple attractions ap
pealed to Chip.
There was also another reason tor
now choosing this byway walk. She
knew, or felt sure, that Ray would
visit Christmas Cove on his return
from the woods. He must come in the
old carryall,—atmut the only vehicle
ever Journeying along the road,—and
now, like a brownie of the forest she
watched until Bhe spied it afar and
then hid in tho bushes and peeped out
until It passed each day.
A curious and somewhat complex
feeling toward this young man had
also come to her. At first, like a child,
she had loved him unasked. She had
known no different He had seemed
like a young god to her, and to cling
to him was supreme happiness. Then
had come an awakening, a conscious-
ness that this freedom was not right
and must be checked. Following that
also—a bitter lesson—it had come to
her that she was a kind of outcast a
child of shame, as it were, whose ori-
gin was despicable, and who was de-
pendent upon the charity of others.
This awakening, this new conscious-
ness, was like a black chasm In front
of her. a horror and shame combined,
and true to her nature, she fled from it
like one pursued.
But two years had changed her
ri*>ws of humanity. She had learned
that
did not
alwnys win Mends and respect That
blrtlr'and ancestry were ot less con-
sideration than n pure mind and hon-
est Intentions, and that fine raiment
sometimes covered n fenen heart nnd
vile nature.
Toward the boyish lover, also, her
toolings had been altered. A little of
the old-time fondness remained, how-
ever. She could not put that nwny.
She had tried and tried earnestly, yet
the wlldwood illusion still lingered.
She had meant, also to put him and
herself quite apart—so tar, and In such
a way that she would never be found
by him. That had failed, however; he
knew where she was. He had said
that he was coming here. Most likely
he would expect to renew the old ten-
der relations; but in that he would be
disappointed. She was sure she yrould
be glad to see him for old times' sake,
however. She would be gracious and
dignified, as Aunt Abby was. She
wanted to hear all about the woods
and Old Cy again, but' caresses must
be forbidden. More than that, every
time she recalled how freely she had
permitted them once, she blushed and
felt that It would be an effort to look
him In the face again.
But she was anxious to see how he
would appear now: whether the same
boy, with frank, open face, or a com-
manding, self-posseBsed man.
And so each pleasant afternoon -she
strolled up this byway road. When
the ancient carryall was sighted, she
hid and watched until passed.
But Captain Mix, Its driver, also had
observing eyes. He knew her now as
far as he could see her, as every one
In the village did, and he soon noticed
her unusual conduct He also watched
along the wayside where she left it,
and "Slyly observed her peeping out
from some thicket. Just why this odd
proceeding happened time and again,
he could not guess, and not until a
strange young man alighted from the
train one day and asked to be left at
the home of Mrs. Abby Bemls, did it
dawn on him.
Then he laughed. "Friend o' Aunt
Abby, I "Bpose?" he Inquired In his
Yankee fashion, after they had started.
"No," answered Ray, frankly, ."I have
never seen the lady. I know some one
who is living with her, however. A
Miss Mc—Raymond, I mean."
Captain Mix glanced at him, his eyes
twinkling. "So ye're 'qualnted with
Vera, be ye," he responded. "Wal,
ye're lucky." Then as curiosity grew
he added, "Known her quite a spell,
hev ye?"
But Ray was discreet. "Oh, three or
four years," he answered nonchalantly.
"I knew her when she lived in Green-
vale." Then to check the stage driver's
curiosity, he added, "She was only a
little girl, then. I presume Bhe has
changed since.
"She's a purty good-lookln' gal now,"
asserted Captain Mix, "but middlin'
odd in her ways. Not much on gal-
Uvantln' round wl' young fglks, but go-
in' to school stlddy 'n' roamin' round
the woods when she ain't Purty big
gal to be goln' to 'school she is. I cal-
late her arly eddication must 'a' been
sorter neglected. Mebbe ye know
'bout It," and once more this persist-
ent Yankee glanced at his companion.
But Ray was too loyal to the little
girl he loved to discuss her further,
and made no answer. Instead, he be-
gan Inquiries about • Christmas Cove,
and as they Jogged on mile after mile,
he learned all that was to be known of
that quiet village. When they had
reached a point some three miles from
It, a kindly thought came to the driver.
"If Vera ain't 'spectin' ye," he said,
"mebbe ye'd like to s'prlBe her. If so
be It, ye kin. She's 'most alius out
this way 'n,' curlsllke, hides 'fore I get
'long whar she is. If I see her to-day,
'n' ye want to, I'll drop ye clus by 'n'
let ye."
And so it came to pass.
Chip, as usual, had followed her oft-
taken walk on this pleasant May after-
noon. When the carryall was sighted
also, as usual, she had hidden herself.
With beating heart she saw two occu-
pants this time, and looking out of her
laurel screen, she saw that one was
Ray.
Then she crouched lower. The mo-
ment she had waited for had come.
But now something unexpected hap-
pened, for after the carryall passed
her hiding spot, Ray, brown and stal-
wart, leaped out. The carryall drove
on, and she saw him returning and
scanning the bushes.
She was caught, fairly and squarely.
One Instant she hesitated, then, blush-
ing rose-red, emerged from the under-
growth.
And now came another capturo, for
with a "Chip, my darling," Ray sprang
forward, and although ahe turned
away, the next moment she was
clasped in his arms.
In vain she struggled. In vain she
writhed and twiated. In vain she
pushed him away and then covered her
blushing face.
Love, fierce and eager, could not be
thus opposed. All her pride, anger, re*
sentment shame, and Intended cold-
ness were us so'many straws, for
despite her straggles, he pulled her
hands aside and kissed her again nnd
My darling," he exclaimed at last,
"say you forgive me; say you love me;
sav it nowl"
Then, as she drew away, be saw her
eyes were brimming with tears.
"I won't," she said, 1 hate—" tut
his Hps cut the sentence In two, nnd It
was sever finished.
"I did mean to hate you," she do*
elared once more, covering her face,
"but I—1 can't"
"No, you can't" he aaaerted eagerly,
"for I won't let you. You promised to
love me once, and now you've got to,
for life."
And she did.
When the outburst of emotion had
subsided and they strolled homeward.
Chip glanced shyly up at her lover.
"Why did you pounce on me so?"
she queried; "why didn't you aak me.
Erst?"
"My dear," he snswered, "a wise
man kisses the girl first, and jsks her
afterwarda." Then he repeated the
offense.
And now what a charming summer
of sweet illusion and castle-bulldlng
followed for the lovers! How Aunt
Abby smiled benignly upon them, quite
content to accord ample chance for
wooing! How many blissful, dreamy
hours they passed on - lonely wave-
washed cliffs, while the marvel of love
was discussed! How Its wondrous
magic opened a new world whose
walks were flower-decked, whose sky
waa ever serene, where lilies bloomed,
birds sang, sea winds whispered of
time and eternity, and where Chip was
an adored queen! How all the shame
and humiliation of her past life faded
away and joy supreme entered on the
azure and golden wings of this new
morning! Even Old Cy was almost
forgotten; the spites, Old Tomah, and
Tim's Place quite so; and all hope, all
joy, all protection, and all her future
centered in the will and wishes of this
Prince Perfect.
"Blind and foolish," I hear some fair
critic say. Yes, more than that, almost
idiotic; for selfish man never pursues
unless forced to do so, and an object
of worship once possessed. Is but a
summer flower. '
CHAPTER XXXV.
Quite different from the meeting of
the lovers was that which occurred
when Old Cy reached Peaceful Valley.
There were no heroics, no falling upon
one another's necks, no tears. Just a
"Hullo, Cyrus!" "Hullo, Judson!" as
these two brothers clasped hands, and
40 years were bridged.
Aunt Mandy, however, showed more
emotion, for when Old Cy rather awk-
wardly stooped to kiss her, the long
ago of Sister Abby's sorrow welled up
in her heart, and the tears came.
That evening's reunion, with its two
life histories to be exchanged, did not
close until the tall clock had ticked
into the wee. small hours.
All of Old Cy'a almost marvellous
adventures had to be told by him, and
not the least interesting were the last
few years at the wilderness home of
the hermit. Chip's entry into It and
her history formed another chapter
fully as thrilling, with Uncle Jud's
rescue of her for a denouement
The moBt pathetic feature of this In-
termingled history—the years while
sweet Abby Grey waited and watched
for her lover—was left untold. Only
once was It referred to by Aunt
Mandy, In an Indirect way; but the
quick lowering of Old Cy's eyen and
the shadow that overspread his face,
checked her at once. Almost intuitive-
ly she realized Its unwisdom, and that
it was a sorrow best not referred to.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Good Japanese Innovation.
An Austrian military organ draws
attention to one of the mipor details
ot the Japanese musketry practice
during the late war which seems to
have escaped notice In Europe. In
European armies the question of a
rifle rest for long range firing has led
to many ingenious contrivances for
devising tripod arrangements. The
Japanese war department solved the
difficulty In a much simpler but equal-
ly effective way. They just provided
the soldier with a bag of stout cotton
eight Inches wide and 20 inches long,
which he could carry in his cartridge
case on the march, and on reaching
the fighting line could In a minute
stuff with earth or stones. The device
gave amazing assistance in accuracy
or rifle fire.—New Orleans Picayune.
Coins Found in Old Wall.
A remarkable discovery of a hoard
of gold and silver coins, amounting
in value to about £300, has been
made in the townland of Annaloughey,
near Augheloy, county Tyrone. The
money was discovered hidden In an
old Wall beside the house which has
been the property of the same family
for generations.
The back of the wall at one time
formed a portion of the original house.
How or when the horde was placed
in position where" It was discovered
is a mystery, but from the dates on
the coins it must have been at least
half a century ago.—Westminster Ga-
setteT
To Kill Poison Ivy.
Plenty of salt thrown over the
roots of poison Ivy will destroy It
Refuse brine, machine brine, or toy
other strong similar solution will UP
ivy.—N. T. Times.
Ot YOU KNOW
WHAT WMITI LEAD ISf
lis Chief Use and s Method of Deter-
mining Qced from Bed Explained*
White Lead is the standard palhf
material all over the world. It ls> mad*
by corroding metslllc lend into n whit*
powder, through exposing it to thm
fumes of weak acetic acid and enrbonU*
add gas; this powder Is then ftround
and mixed with linseed.oil, meklng n
thick psste, In which form it is packed
snd sold for painting purposes. The
painter thins it down to tha proper
consistency for application by the ad-
dition of more linseed oil
The above refers, of course, to pure*,
genuine White Lend only. Adulterated
and fake "White Lead." of which there
are many brands on the market, in
generally some sort of composition,
containing only a percentage of white
lead; sometimes no White Lead at all;
In such st\iff, barytes or ground rock
chalk, and similar cheap substance*
are used to make bulk and imitate the
appearance of pure White Lead.
There Is, however, a positive test by
whlch the purity or Impurity of White
Lead may be proved or exposed, be-
fore painting with It
The blow-plpe flame will reduce
pure white lead to metallic lead. It
a aupposed white lead be thus tested
and it only partially reducea to lead,,
leaving a residue, It is proof that
something else was there beside*^
white lead.
The National Lead Company guar-
antee all White Lead sold In packages^
bearing lta "Dutch Boy Painter" trade-
mark to prove absolutely pure under
this blow-plpe test and that you may
make the test yourself In your own>
hoojp, they will send free upon re-
quest a blow-plpe and everything else*
neceasary to make the teat, together
with a valuable booklet on paint. Ad-
dress, National Lead Company, Wood-
bridge Building, New York.
GLAD TO HAVE HIM GO.
Toil-Gate Keeper Thought He Had)
Vlelt from Hie Satanic Majesty.
This Is not the only age In which *
motor cars have created excitement
and disturbance. In 1802 Buch appari-
tions were few and far between; at
present they are too frequent to at-
tract attention. Mr. Joseph Hatton, In
'Old Lamps and New," tells of the
fright caused by one of Trevithick's
steam locomotives, made to run on
unrailed roads in the early part of the>
last century.
Now and then one of these extraor-
dinary vehicles would be encountered,
snorting and puffing on the highway.
The countrymen regarded them as tha
evil one in disguise.
One of the cars, coming to a toll-
gate, stopped for the gate to be
opened. The toll-man came hurrying
out He flung the gate open with
trembling hands, and teeth which
chattered audibly.
The driver asked him how much toll;
there was to pay.
"O, nothing, dear Mr. Satfcn, noth-
ing!" hastily assured the man. "Go-
on as fast as you^like; there's nothing
to pay."—Youth's Companion,
Answered Truthfully.
During the late financial flurry a St
Louis business man was called to-
serve on a Jury. "What is your
name?" asked the attorney. "John.
Smith," the business man replied.
"Your color?" the attorney continued.
"White," said John Smith. "Your
age?" "Fbrty-eight," quoth Mr.
Smith." "Your business?" "Rotten,'"
said John Smith.
HAPPY OLD AGE
Most Likely to Follow Proper Eating^
Aa old age advances, we require lean
food to replace waste, and food that
will not overtax the digestive organs,
while supplying true nourishment.
Such an ideal food is found in Grape-
Nuts, made of whole wheat and barley
by long baking and action of diastase-
in the barley which changes the starch
into sugar.
The phosphates also, placed up un-
der the bran-coat of the wheat, are in-
cluded In Grape-Nuts, but left out ot
white flour. They are necessary to-
the building of brain and nerve cells.
"I have used Grape-Nuts,?* writes an
Iowa man, "for 8 years and feel as good
and am stronger than I waa ten yearn
ago. I am over 74 years old, and at-
tend to my business every day.
"Among my customers I meet a man
every day who Is 82 years old and at-
tributes his good health to the use of
Grape-Nuts and PoBtum which he ban
used for the last 5 years. He mixee.
Grape-Nuts with Postum and says they
go fine together.
"For many years before I began to- i
eat Grape-Nuta, I could not aay that
I enjoyed life or knew what It was in
be able to say 'I am well.' I suffered
greatly wkh constipation, now my hab-
its are as regular as ever In my life.
"Whenever I make extra effort £
depend on Grape-Nuta food and it Just
fills the bill. I can think and write ,
a great deal easier."
"There's a Reason" Name given bTi
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Reedl
"The ftaed to Wallville," in
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