The Calumet Chieftain. (Calumet, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 30, Ed. 1 Friday, March 24, 1911 Page: 6 of 8
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James Wilson or Jimmy (is he la called
by hla frlemls. Jlinni* wan rotund and
looked shorter than he roally wa«. Hla
ambition In IIfn waa to bo takon seriously,
but people aUadlly refused to do so, hla
art Is considered a huge Joke, except to
himself, If he asked people to dinner ev-
eryone expected a frolic. Jimmy marries
Bella Knowles; they live together a year
and are divorced. Jimmy's friends ar-
range to celebrate the first anniversary
of hla divorce. The party is In full awlnx
when Jimmy receives a telegram from hla
Aunt Sollna, who will arrive In four hours
to visit him and his wife. He neglects to
tell her of his divorce. Jimmy lakes Kit
Into his confidence, he tries to demise
some way so that his aunt will not learn
that he has no longer a wife. He sug-
gests tnat Kit play the hostess for one
night, be Mrs. Wilson pro tem. Aunt Se-
nna arrives and the deception works out
as planned. Jim's Jnp servant Is taken
ill. Bella., Jimmy's divorced wife, enters
the house and asks Kit who Is being ta-
ken away In the ambulance? Bella Insists
It Is Jim. Kit tells her Jim Is well and Is
In the house. Harbison steps out on the
porch and discovers a man tacking a
card on the door. Ho demands an ex-
planation. The man points to the plaoard
awl Harbison Bees the word "Smallpox"
printed on It. He tells him the guests
cannot leave the house until the quaran-
tine Is lifted. The guests suddenly real-
Ire their predicament, the women ehed
tears, the men consider It a good Joke.
The all Important question arises as to
who Is to prepare the meals and perfdrm
the other household duties Harbison fin-
ally solves the matter. After the lifting
of the quarantine several letters aro found
In the mall box undelivered, one Is ad-
dressed to Henry IJewellyn, Iqulque,
Chile, which was written by Harbison.
He describes minutely of their Incarcera-
tion, also of his Infatuation for Mrs. Wil-
son Aunt Sellna Is taken 111 with la
grippe. Betty acts as nurse, Harbison
finds Kit sulking on the roof. She tells
him that Jim has been treating her out-
rageously. Harbison fully believing that
she Is Mrs. Wilson, tells her that she
doesn't mean the things she la saying
about her husband. Kit starts down-
stairs, when suddenly she Is grasped In
the arms of a man who kisses her sev-
eral times. She believes that Harbison
did It and Is humiliated.
CHAPTER X. (Continued.)
"Betty 1b making no end of a row,"
Max said, looking up from his game,
"because the old lady upstairs Insists
on chloroform liniment Betty says
tho smell makes her 111."
"And she can inhale Russian ciga-
rettes," Anne said enviously, "and
gasolene fumes, without turning a
hair. I call a revoke, .Dal: You
trumped spades on tho second round."
Dal flung over three tricks with
very bad grace, and Anne counted
them with maddening deliberation.
"Game and rubber," she said.
"Watch Dal, Max; he will cheat in
the Bcore If he can. Kit, don't have
another clam while I am in this house.
I have eaten so many lately my waist
rises and falls with the tide."
"You have a stunning color, Kit,"
Lollle said. "You are really quite su-
perb. Who made that gown?"
"Where have you been hiding, du
kleine?" Max whispered, under cover
of showing me tho evening paper, with
a photograph of the house and a cross
at the cellar window where we had
tried to escape. "If one day in the
house with you. Kit, put me in this
condition, what will a month do?"
From beyond the curtain of a sort
of Rlcove. lighted with a red-shaded
lamp, came a hum of conversation,
Bella's cool, even tones and a hoavy
masculine voice. They were laugh-
ing; I could feel my chin go up. He
was not even hiding his shame.
Max, I asked, while the others
clamored for him and the game, "has
any one been up through tho house
since dinner? Any of the men?"
He looked at me curiously.
"Only Harbison," he replied prompt-
ly. "Jim has been eating his heart
out In the den ever since dinner; Dal
played tho "Sonata Apassionata" back-
ward on the pianola—he wanted to
puc through ono of Anne's lingerie
waists, on a wager that It would play
a tune; I played craps with Lollle, and
Flannlgan has been washing dishes.
Why?"
Well, that was conclusive, anyhow.
I had had a faint hope that It might
have been a Joke, although It had
borne all the evidences of sincerity,
certainly. But It was past doubting
now; he had lain In wait for me at
the landing, and had kissed me, me,
when ho thought I was Jimmy's wife.
Oh, I must have been very light, very
contemptible, If that was what he
thought of mo!
I went into the library and got a
book, but It was Impossible to read,
with Jimmy lying on the couch giv-
ing vent to something between a sigh
and a groan every few minutes. About
II the cards slopped, and Bella said
she would read palms. She began
with Mr. Harbison, because sho de-
clared he had a wonderful hand, full
of possibilities: She said he should
have been a great inventor or a play-
wright, and that his attitude to wom-
en was one of homage, respect, almost
reverence. lie had the courage to
look at me, and if a glance could have
killed he would have withered away.
When Jimmy proffered bis hand,
fcli. nlri^d nt it icily Of course.
could not refuse, with Mr. Harbison
looking on. ,
"Rather negative," she said coldly.
"Tho lines aro obacured by cushions
of flesh; no heart line at all, mentali-
ty small, self-indulgence and Irrita-
bility very marked."
Jim held his palm up to the light
and stared at it.
"GadI" he said. "Hardly safe for
me to go around without gloves, is
It?"
It waa all well enough for Jim to
laugh, but ho was horribly hurt. He
stood around for a few minutes, talk-
ing to Anne, but as soon as he could
ho slid away and went to bed. He
looked very badly the next morning,
as though he had not slept, and his
ber of this household: Only one per-
son, save Flannlgan, who was locked
In the furnace room, one person who
was awake and around the house
when Anne's Jewels went, only one
person In the house, also, who would
have any motive for the theft."
"Motive?" I asked dully.
"Poverty," Max threw at me. "Oh,
I mean comparative poverty, of course.
Who is this fellow, anyhow? Dal
knew him at school, traveled with him
through India. On the strength of
that he brings him here, quarters him
with decent people, and wonders
when they are systematically robbed!"
"Yob aro unjust!" i said, rising and
facing him. "I do not like Mr. Harbi-
son—I—I hate him, if you want to
know. But as to his being a thief, 1
—think It quite as likely that you
took the necklace."
Max threw his cigarette Into the
lire angrily.
""So that Is how It Is!" he mocked.
"If either of us Is the thief. It is II
You do hate him, don't you?"
I left him there, flushed with irrita-
tion, and Joined the others. Just as I
entered the room, Betty burst through
the hall door like a cyclone, and col-
lapsed Into a chair. "She's a mean,
cantankerous old woman!" she de-
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"Don't—Let—Her—In—this—Room — Again."
clothes quite hung on him. He was
actually thinner. But that Is ahead
of the story.
Max came to me while the others
were sitting around drinking night-
caps and asked me in a low tone If he
could see me In the den: He wanted
to ask me something. Dal overheard.
"Ask her here," he said. "We all
know what it is. Max. Go ahead and
we'll coach you."
"Will you coach me?" I asked, for
Mr. Harbison was listening.
"The woman does not need It," Dal
retorted. And then, because Max
looked angry enough really to pro-
pose to me right there, 1 got up hasti-
ly and went into the den. Max fol-
lowed, and closing the door, stood
with his back against It.
"Contrary to the general belief, Kit,"
be began, "I did not Intend to ask you
to marry me."
I breathed easier. He took a couple
of steps toward me and stood with
his arms folded, looking down at me.
"I'm not at all sure. In fact, that I
shall ever propose to you," he went
on unpleasantly.
"You have already done It twice.
You are not going to take those back,
are you, Max?" I asked, looking up at
him.
But Max was not to be cajoled. He
came close and stood with his hand
on the back of my chair. "What hap-
pened on the roof tonight?" he de-
manded hoarsely.
"I do not think It would Interest
you." I retorted, coloring In spite of
myself.
"Not interest me! I am shut In this
blasted house; I have to see the only
woman I ever loved—really loved," he
supplemented, as he caught my eye,
"pretend she is another man's wife.
Then I sit back and watch her using
every art—all her beanty—to make
6tlU_ another man love her, a man
who thinks she Is a married woman.
If Harbison were worth the trouble,
I would tell him the whole story, Aunt
Sellna be—obliterated!"
I Bat up suddenly.
"If Harbison were worth the trou-
ble!" I repeated. What did he mean?
Had he seen—
"I mean Just this," Max said slowly.
"There 1* only one unaccredited m*m
clared, feeling for her handkerchief.
"You can take care of your own Aunt
Selina, Jim Wilson. I will never go
near her again."
"'What did you do? Poison her?"
Dallas asked with Interest.
"G—got camphor In her eyes," snuff-
ed Betty. "You never—heard such a
noise. I wouldn't be a trained nurse
for anything in the world. She—she
called me a hussy!"
"You're not going to give her up,
are you, Betty?" Jim asked imploring-
ly. But Betty was, and said so plain-
ly
"Anyhow, she won't have me back,"
she finished, "and she has sent for—
guess!"
"Have meroy!" Dal cried, dropping
to his knees. "Oh, fair ministering
angel, she has not sent for me!"
"No," Betty said maliciously. "She
wants Bella—she's crazy about her.'
CHAPTER XI.
I Make a Discovery.
Really, I have left Aunt Sellna rath-
er out of It. but she was important as
a cause, not as a result; at least at
first. She came out strong later. 1
believe she was a very nice old wom-
an, with strong likes and prejudices,
which she was perfectly willing to pay
for. At least, I only presume she had
likes; I know she had prejudices.
Nobody ever understood why Bella
consented to take Betty s place with
Aunt Sellna. As for me, I was too
much engrossed with my own affairs
to pay the Invalid much attention.
Once or twice during the day I had
stopped In to see her, and had been
received frigidly and with marked dis-
approval. I was In disgrace, of course,
after the scene in the dining room the
night before. I had stood like a
naughty child. Just Inside the door,
and replied meekly when she said the
pillows were overstuffed, and why
didn't I have the linen slips rinsed In
starch water? She laid the\blame of
her Illness on me, as I have said be-
fore, and she made Jim read to her in
the afternoon from a book she carried
with her, "Coals of Fire on the Do-
mes ti o Hearth," marking places for
me to read.
She sent for me tint night, lust
as I had taken off my gown; so 1
threw on a dressing gown and went
In. To my horror, Jim was already
there. At a gesture from Aunt Se-
llna, he closed the door Into the hall
and tiptoed back beside the bed,
where he sat staring at the figures
on the silk comfort.
Aunt Selina's first words were:
"Where's that fllbberty-gibbet?"
. Jim looked at me.
"She must mean Betty," I explain-
ed. "She has gone to bed, I think."
"Don't—let—her—in—this — room—
again," she said, with awful emphas-
sis. "She Is an infamous creature."
"Oh, come now, Aunt Selina," Jim
broke in; "she's foolish, perhaps, but
she's a nice little thing." Aunt Se-
lina's face was a curious study. Then
she raised herself on her elbow, and
taking a flat chamois-skin bag from
under her pillow, held It out.
"My cameo breastpin," she said
solemnly; "my cuffbuttons with gold
rims and storks painted on china in
the middle; my watch, that has put
me to bed and got me up for forty
years, and my money—$510.40!—taken
with the doors locked under my nose."
Which was ambiguous, but forcible.
"But, good gracious. Miss Car-
Aunt Selina!" I exclaimed, "you don't
think Betty Mercer took those
things ?"
"No," she said grimly; "I think
I probably got up In my sleep and
lighted the fire with them, or sent 'em
out for a walk." Then she stuffed
the bag away and sat up resolutely in
bed.
"Have you made up?" she demand-
ed, looking from one to the other of
us. "Bella, don't tell me you still
persist In that nonsense."
"What nonsense?" I asked, getting
ready to run.
"That you do not love him."
"Him?"
"James," she snapped Irritably. "Do
you suppose I mean the policeman?"
I looked over at Jimmy. She had got
me by the hand, and Jimmy was ma-
king frantic gestures to tell her the
whole thing and be done with it But
I had gone too far. The mill of the
gods had crushed me already, and I
didn't propose to be drawn out hide-
ously mangled and held up as an ex-
ample for the next two or three
weeks, although It was clear enough
that Aunt Selina disapproved of me
thoroughly, and would have been glad
enough to find that no tie save the
board of health held us together. And
then Bella came In, and you wouldn't
have known her. She had put on a
straight white woolen wrapper, and
she had her hair in two long braids
down her back. She looked like a
nice wide-eyed little girl In her
teens, and she had some lobster Balad
and a glass of port on a tray. When
she saw the situation she put the
things down and had the nastlness to
stay and listen.
"I'm not blind," Aunt Selina said,
with one eye on the tray. "You two
silly children adore each other; I
saw some things last night."
Bella took a step forward; then she
stopped and shrugged her shoulders.
Jim was purple.
(TO BE CONTINTTED.)
GYROSCOPE TO RULE WORLD
OPERATION
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Elwood, Ind.—"Your remedies have
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bottles of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegeta-
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was sick three
months and could
not walk. I suf-
fered all the time.
The doctors said I
could not get well
without an opera-
tion, for I could
hardly stand tho
pains in my sides,
especially my right
one, and down my
right leg. I began
to feel bettor when I had taken only
one bottle of Compound, but kept on
as I was afraid to stop too soon."—Mrs.
Sadie 2728 N. 13. St., El-
wood, lad.
Why will women take chances with
an operation or drag out a sickly,
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can find health in Lydia E. Pinkham's
Yegetablo Compound't
For thirty years it has been the
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If you have tho slightest doubt
that Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound will help you,
"write to Mrs. Plnkham at Lynn,
Mass., for advice. Your'letter
will he absolutely coulidential,
and tho advice free.
Inventors Hope by Its Aid to Make
Fllflht a Safe Habit—Device to
Be Used In Autos.
A toy render stood on the curb of
the shopping district and shouted. In
a moment the crowd gathered eagerly
and open-eyed about him. Ho picked
up a little, cubical pasteboard box
and 6tood It on the point of a pencil—
and It stayed there. Next he caught
it up by a loop of thread, and It stood
out horizontally without support, os-
tentatiously defying the law of gravi-
tation. Then he performed his most
fetching miracle. He set it on an in-
clined wire and down It went, pre-
serving its balance with great dignity.
Then he opened the box and displayed
Its contents.
"Fifteen cents, ladles and gents.
Step up and buy your gyroscope tops
—three nickels, 15 cents." And the j
crowd bought. For there is some-
thing Irresistibly fascinating about the
gyroscope top.
8o a Connecticut Kankee of ingen
lous mind thinks, and he Is solving
the problem of safe flight in the air.
So a little Irishman in England and a
learned, practical German savant
have thought, too. The result of their
work and the work of many others is
the coming age, the age of the gyro-
scope, when by the aid of this marvel j
ous little instrument we shall fly safe-
ly In the air, spin over the earth on a
single rail—perhaps on a single, big
wheel—sail the seas without rolling
or pitching, dive down unafraid among j
the fishes, revolutionize war, annihl-
late space—In short do a thousand
things of which we have only now
Just begnn to dream.
Stanley Y. Beach has Just con-
structed and patented an aeroplane
with a gyroscope attachment to Insure
perfect automatic stability. Ten thou-
sand whirls a minute of his gyroscope
wheel, he claims, will keep his aero j
steady as a bird. The little gyrostat
will be the brains of the big mechan- ,
ical flyer. It is the first of its kind
ever built and wt" probably revolt* I
lloniia navigation.
IS STILL IN SUSPENSE
Private Leahy Questions Sergeant
Donahue Regarding a Point in
Military Law.
Private Donahue and Private Leahy
ttere the best of friends, but when
Private Donahue became Sergeant
Donahue, Private Leahy saw the fail-
ings of his former companion with
amazing clearness.
"Sergeant," he said one day, after
long, fixed gazing at his superior in
rank, "if a private stepped up to a
sergeant and called him a consated
little monkey, phwat wud happen?"
"He'd be put In the gyard-liouse,"
said the sergeant.
"He wild?"
"He wud."
"But if the private only knew the
sergeant was a consated little mon-
key, and said niver a wurrd, wud he_
be put in the gyard-house for that?"
Inquired Private Leahy.
"Av coorse he wud not," said the
sergeant, loftily.
"Well, thin, for the prisent we'll
l'ave it go at that," said Private
Lsaby.
Barmaids in South Australia.
South Australia is suffering from a
barmaid famine. Two years ago bar-
maids were abolished in that state by
act of parliament. No ftore could be
legally engaged, but those already em-
ployed could remain on condition that
they registered themselves.
There are now only 400 of them left,
and the competition for their serv-
ices is such that their wages have
Jumped from 25 shillings to £3 a
week. The hotels that have had to
employ barmen report a considerable
change for the worse in their receipts.
A FOOD STORY
Make3 a Woman of 70 "One in 10,000."
The widow of one of Ohio's most
distinguished newspaper editors and
a famous leader in politics in his day,
6ays she Is 70 years old and a "stron-
ger woman than you will find in ten
thousand," and she credits her fine
physical condition to the use of Grape-
Nuts:
"Many years ago I had a terrible
fall which permanently injured my
stomach. For years I lived on a
preparation of corn starch and milk,
but It grew so repugnant to me that I
had to give it up. Then I tried, one
after another, a dozen different kinds
of cereals, but the process of diges-
tion gave me great pain.
"It was not until I began to use
Grape-Nuts food three years ago that
I found relief. It has proved, with the
dear Lord's blessing, a great boon to
me. It brought me health and vigor
such as I never expected to again en-
Joy, and In gratitude I never fall to
sound its praises." Name given by
Posttim Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
"There's a Reason."
Look for it In the Utile book, "The
Road to Wellvllle," to be found in pkgs.
F.ver renil the nliove letter? A new
one appear* from time to time. They
lire Reuutne. true, und full of liumua
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