The Ralston Independent (Ralston, Okla.), Vol. 9, No. 1, Ed. 1 Friday, May 9, 1913 Page: 2 of 4
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i Byron Williams
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In a spirit of fun Mayor Bedlfht.a
luinincr vlaltor, Is chaaad through tn*
woods by ten laughing (jlrl*. one of wh°J"
he catchea an.l klsnea. The Klrla form
theniaelvc-g Into a court an<l H«ntenco nim
to do the bidding of one of their number
tach day for ten daya. A
nieaaure opposing woman suffrage, wnicn
dropped from the mayor's pockety is useo
aroppen rrom me may i ■ ---
to compel lilrn to obey the mandates 01
the girls, lfls first day of service Is with
May Andrews, who takes him flehlnf-
They are threatened by the sheriff with
irrest MIsh Vining sees what «he con-
llders a clandestine meeting between one
of the girls and the mayor. The next
Say he goes driving with Mabel Ar"eJ.
They meet with an accident, are arrestefl
tnd locked up. but «-scape. The mayor
returns to the hotel, finds the sheriff
waiting for him. and takes refuge in the
room of Bess Winters, lie plans
possession of the Incriminating bill. >>un
Harriet Brooks the mayor goes to Inves-
tigate an Indian mound They uro caugni
thunder storm. Returning late, ne
rather a stormy Interview with
'Judge" Vining, who seeks to find out
who returned to tho hotel with him.
Thursday was Mayor Bedlght's day ot
ittendivnce upon Margaret l-arnswortn.
She decoys him Into a cabin In tne
woods, and he Is made a prisoner by tne
tame warden. He Is later released by
one of the girls. He turns the tables on
the game warden and makes that gentio-
man and his party prisoners. After break-
fast he goes on the lake with Molly Mc-
dark as a wind
storm by day."
'Nonsense!" exclaimed Miss McCon-
nell. "Where's your sporting blood.
Let's make a try for It."
Tho mayor turned and walked down
to the bout. Tho girl followed and got
aboard. He rolled up the sleeves of
bis light shirt and took the oars. As
he did so, a drop of rain fell Into the
"Keally, Miss McConnell," he pro-
aorrow!" laughed the bedraggled
woman, saucily. gazing braxenly at
"Well." replied Bedlgbt. returning
the stare, "your hair Is down, your
shirtwaist Is out at the back, your
■klrt Is showing your limbs and your
shoes squash when you walk. Other-
wise you are dressed for one of Mine
Host's summer feeds or evening hops
—that is, dress appropriate for Squir-
rel Inn when there are no men to en-
snare and all dancing parties are
"You're horrid!" she scowled.
-What are we going to do?"
"There's a hut over there. If there's
any part of It that will burn, we will
preserve the remainder and use It aa
a Garden of Eden supplied by a kind
The woman hesitated. The Garden
of Eden Btuff In the morning was not
then so pregnant with possibilities.
Bedlght set off ahead, apparently
oblivious to her doubt.
Miss McConnell's face was clouded.
What else was there to do? They
were on the opposite side of the tur-
bulent lake from the Inn, with an oar-
of wood here Take off your wet
clothes and dry them. When you have
finished, call from the door. I will
be on the beach. Do not be afraid.
I will net be out of hearing."
"Thank you," she replied; and
there was a more cheerful intonation
In her voice.
Bedlght sat upon a log and watched
"Keally, Miss McConnell," ne pro- bulent lake from tne inn, wun an oar-
tested, "this Is unwise. You will not ieg8 shattered, boat. The country
only get a good wetting but there Is imo much and unsheltered?
gravo danger of
"Your diplomacy Is admirable," he
congratulated, passing her the coffee
Lunch over, Hedlght packed the
cooking outfit and replaced it In the
boat. The sky was smoky In the west
■moky with heat that generated i
strango restlessness amoug tho quiv-
ering trees, while the air was sur-
charged with a portentous quietude
that presaged a clash of elemental
fury. A black cloud stood upon the
rim of the lake and caused a look of
concern in lledlght's eyes. A glance
In Miss McConnell's direction showed
the girl absorbed In her work. The
mayor picked up a magazine and
stretched himself upon the Bward be
neath a huge yellow birch. He was
attracted from his story a half hour
later by a shadow across the sun.
Hurriedly springing to his feet, he
■canned the sky. A mass of black with
livid green patches and scurrying fore-
runners of white froth lay like a
monstrous curtain across the weBt,
through which Bhot veins of gold like
roots of mammoth trees. A deep rum-
ble, bass In Its Intonation, rolled
across the sky. warning tho creatures
of the earth that soon their master
would be abroad In the land to wreck
an 1 destroy.
The woman, too, aware of the -dan-
ger. sat gazing apprehensively at the
"Oh, Mr. Bedlght," she cried, with
the veriest trifle of anxiety In her
voice, "we must be going. The sky
looks like a storm."
The mayor came over to Miss Mc-
Connell and. standing beside her.
gazed analytically into the west.
"I think we will be safer here," he
advised, quietly. "The Btorm will
break before re can reach the Inn."
"But we cannot stay In this ruined
hut. It leaks and the doors are gone "
"I am neither sugar nor a coward,"
she said curtly. "Go ahead."
lledight fell to his oars but his In-
spection of the sky over the girl's
head as she faced him was far from
reassuring. The clouds had taken
more definite form and In their center,
occupying the front of the great stage
of the sky, clung a balloon-like mass
of twisting matter. Bedlght looked
at the girl apprehensively, as she sat
In tho stem of the boat, taking the
splashing drops of rain like a Spar-
"Miss McConnell, we are going to
have a bad storm presently. Don't you
think It would be better to go back?
Look at the Bky behind you."
She turned her head. An exclama-
tion of surprise broke from ker lips.
'If you think best, Mr. Bedlght
"Your Diplomacy Is Admirable."
objected Miss McConnell. "Come on
let's be off."
The man hesitated.
"Don't you think It wiser to remain
here until the storm Is over? Wo are
a long ways from Squirrel Inn," coun-
seled tho mayor.
"Hut tho wind will kick up the lakes
until we can't get across for hours,"
cried the woman nervously.
"Sometimes," said Bedlght, looking
•quaruly at her, "a man is not as
am afraid 1 have been foolhardy—but
I'm still satlsfie^to goK>n If you are,"
A terrific clap of thunder directly
overhead, coupled with a roar In the
west, caused Bedlght to hesitate. In-
stead of turning the boat, he headed
for tho shore. Behind them the storm
was rushing with ten league wings
and the waves leaped Into an action
that set the boat tossing like a speck
upon a boiling pot. The day became
as dark as night, save for the light-
In a moment the storm broke. Amid
the crash of rending trees, the de-
moniacal shrleklngs of the wind, the
terror of the lightning, the boat sped
onward along the shore, one oar goae,
tho other useless In such a sea.
In the main channel no craft could
have lived, but along the shore down
which the two raced before the wind,
the shell flew on the wings of the
White but brave, frightened but In
full control of her nerves, the girl
clung to the boat. Straight toward
the narrow neck of Goose lake, the
craft bore like a wind-whipped ice-
boat under a gale.
The mayor gritted his teeth. Once
outside the smaller lake the course of
the craft would be directly across the
larger body of water.
He studied the girl opposite Did
she realize the danger?
• Mr. Hedlght," she spoke regretfully,
with an effort at bravery. "I—If we
go through into Sylvan lake I—I'm
sorry I didn't take your advice. It
won't help much now to know that
I've repented of my decision—but I—"
Tho mayor interrupted, shouting
against the wind:
"I think we'll avoid it, and surely
this must pass quickly."
Her answer was lost In the musketry
and deluge that followed. The boat,
half filled with water, lurched perilous-
ly, rolled like a cedar log and turned
Hedlght felt himself carried forward
with terrible speed and deposited
upon the shore, lie shook tho water
from his eyes. Beside him on the sand
lay the girl, and a rod down the shore
the boat hung upon the shingle.
She opened her eyes to the sound
of his voice and the pressure of his
hand upon her heart. Coughing, she
sat up on the beach and rubbed the
sand from her face and hands. Her
clothes hung closely upon her, show-
ing the outlines of her body. The
rain still fell In torrents and ran .down
their necks in tiny rivulets.
"Oh!" she gasped, when her senses
marshaled themselves from the be-
wilderment. "I've lost my sketch!"
The muyor laughed.
"If you had been a trifle less fortu-
nate. you might not be worrying about
that now—although I'm willing to ad-
mit you'd make a swell mermaid."
Tho storm was raging oft In the*
cast, the wind where they stood had
ceased cracking its lungs, but n heavy-
sea was running on the lake and.
both oars were gone. Hedlght looked
about for shelter. Mounting the
nhore's bluff, ho saw, off to the north,
a hut still standing, evidently some
fisherman's shanty. He beckoned the
girl, who came up laughing.
"If 1 look as funny as you do with
your clothes all sticking to you. the
about was rough and unsheltered?
The night was upon them and the way
to the Inn aretind Sylvan lake was too
far for her *o attempt walking it In
the night, along the rough trails and
through the mud-covered roads.
Hedlght met her at the door.
"Welcome. Eve." he Bald, teasing-
ly. "Eden Isn't such a bad place, after
all. There's a stove and some flour
and salt here, also matches, a dish-
pan, three chairs and a bunk. I'm go-
ing to see if the lake has yielded up
our coffee pot and some coffee."
"I'll go," said Miss McConnell, sober-
ly. "You start the flre and put the
She went out abstractedly and walk-
ed down to the beach. What should
she do? Was she sure of this man
who seemed a gentleman, or would
she need protection from her pro-
tector? If she had been more guard-
ed In her bantering conversation of
the morning, if she had not been quite
so natural and unconventional.
She looked up and down the beach
hurriedly as though she would run
away, a sudden passion for flight
"Oh, If Pauline Could Only 8ee Ua
Now," Laughed Miss McConnell.
Through Which She Had to Go.
Everyone Who Saw Her
Thought She Had No
Carrsvllle, Ky.-In advices from
this town, Mrs. Hattle Caln.BayB:
"For 15 years, I was a great sufferer
from womanly trouble, and would have
to send for a doctor about every three
months, and sometimes oftener.
I cannot explain to you how dread-
fully I suffered at these times. I would
have convulsions, and it seemed that I
Everyone who saw me, thought
there wasn't any ch^pce for my recov-
The doctor said he thought I should
have an operation, but I couldn t con-
sent to that, eo he said for me to try
Cardul. the woman's tonic, as maybe
it would help roe.
I began taking Cardul. and Oh! Such
a surprise It was to me! The first
bottle I took, I knew it was the medi-
cine for me, for I began to mend right
aWAfter taking nine bottles, my condi-
tion was perfect.
It has now been seven years since I
was In Buch wretched health, and I
can do more work, can walk and go
where I please, and it doesn't hurt me.
I owe all of this to Cardul.
I have induced several of my neigh-
bors to take it and it worked like a
charm." . , ..
Give Cardul a trial for your troubles.
N B —Wrftt to: Chattanooga Medicine Co,
Ladies' Advisory Dept.. Chattanooga, Tenn_, for
coming over her. But where could
she go? And there were snakes and
bears In the woods I What should she
Hedlght found her sitting upon the
edge of the boat. She started as be
drew near and took on a new reserve.
He looked at her understanding^ and
dropped his Joking mood.
"Here is the coffee," he said, pro-
ducing a sodden mass, "but tho pot
must have followed the cyclone. Shall
we go back?"
She looked up like a frightened
child with that pleading look we see
in the eyes of a cornered rabbit.
"Come," he said, kindly, "the pot
bolls and you will be needed soon to
pour the coffee."
She arose without a word and fol-
lowed him Into the shack.
"And now," he said, "I am going
away for an hour. There Is plenty
the white-caps whip themselves along
the shore. The sky was clear and
the moon camo out from its nest be-
hind the wood and glowed like a ball
of crimson ochre. For an hour he sat
thus, when he heard a step upon the
gravel behind him.
"Tho coffee is ready, Mr. Bedlght.
If you are as hungry as I, we shall
do ample Justice to saleratus biscuits
They sat down by the light of an oil
lamp that contained two Inches of
"Oh, if Pauline could only see us
now," laughed Miss McConnell—or
Mine Host—"but It's good, anyhow. If
you're hungry enough!"
"Add to all your other charms," said
Bedlght. lightly, "the quality of being
a good cook!"
The girl's face grew serious again.
Bedlght noted tho varying Bhades, but
paid no outward heed. The rough
fare and the abominable coffee were
palatable and both felt better after
They sat quietly after the meal, the
oil burning lower and lower In the
lamp. Outside a wolf bailed and in
the margin of the wood a night bird
flew by with a raucous cry
"And now," said the mayor, Jovially,
"It Is the curfew hour In Eden. The
last one In bed won't have to blow
out the light, for It Is going out of its
He arose and, taking off his coat,
rolled it Into a pillow.
Lie down here and rest a while,"
he said, gently.
Please, Mr. Bedlght," replied the
girl, her face flushed and her eyes
The mayor arose and stood before
Miss McConnell," ho spoke quietly,
reassuringly, "I had a mother once.
She was sweet and pure—and-and
she died." The mayor's voice broke
for the moment. "She—she taught
me to respect womanhood. She taught
me to be open and simple and Blncere.
The situation In which we find our-
selves Is trying only as we make it so.
Let us be sensible and direct. There
is the bunk. Lie down and sleep, If
you can. I shall stretch out upon the
floor and try it myself. You need
have no fear that "
"Forgive me," she cried, laying her
hands upon his. "I have no fear-
nothing but explicit trust and confl
dence!" . .. V
"Which Is the time, usually, he
said, with the old ring In his voice,
"that the apple gets bitten!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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