The Calumet Chieftain. (Calumet, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 26, Ed. 1 Friday, January 28, 1916 Page: 2 of 8
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THE CALUMET CHIEFTIAN
in a
Hurry
By GELETT BURGESS
Illustrated by Ray Walters
Copyright by Qtlett Burgexii
SYNOPSIS.
—10—
Hall Bonistelle, artist-photographer, pre-
pnrvH for the (lay's work In hia Ftudlo.
Flodlo 1-lsher, h!a assistant, reminds him
of u party he is to give In the studio that
night, and thnt hlH business Ih In had
financial shape. Mr. I>ort-n■ >3, attorney
und Justice or the peace, calls hikI Informs
Hall thnt his Uncle John's will has left
him $4,000,000 on condition that he marry
before his twenty-eighth birthday, which
begins at midnight that niKiit Mrs. Henu
Hoyalton calls at the stmllo. Hall asks
her to marry him. She agrees to Klve
hitn an nnsw, r nt the party that n1:;ht.
Mis" Carolyn I'allys i nlN llall propones
to her. Bha agrees to Klvo him an an-
swer at the party. Kosamund Gale, art
model, calls. Mail tries to rush her Into
an Immediate marriage. She, too, defers
her answer until the evening Flodle tries
to show Hall a certain way out of the
mixup, but he is obtuse. Jonas HasalnK-
bury, bell to the millions in case H ill
falls to marry on time, plots with Klodle
to block Hall's marrlaue to any of the
three women before midnight. Flodle ar-
ranges to have Hall's three intendeds
meet at the studio as If by ohnr.ee, Caro-
lyn and Itosamund come In first and com-
pare notes
CHAPTER VII—Continued.
Rosamund flinched, but recovered to
sneer, "Well, then, what answer did
you give him, I'd like to know!"
Carolyn was, for a moment, non-
plused. "Oh," she replied, finally, "1
didn't want to throw him down too
hard, you know. 1 Raid I'd let him
know later, so that 1 could break It
to him gently."
"Exactly. So did I!" Rosamund,
triumphant, scrambled upon Carolyn's
lifeboat. "Hut I don't Intend to break
It to him very gently, after this!"
"No." Carolyn reflected grimly.
"We ought to make It just a little hard
for him, don't you think? We might
oven torture him a bit—If possible
The question is, how to do It." She
contemplated Kosamund, musing on
revenge.
"I don't understand It at all!" Rosa-
mund complained. "Why In the world
should a man act liko that?"
"My dear Miss Gale, 1 don't know.
Fut 1 do know that It's just like men.
You never can tell what they'll do.
You think you know them—you think
you're perfectly safe—years go by and
they seem perfectly human and ra-
tional—and then—plff! They explode
No woman yet has ever solved the
mystery."
Rosamund's suavity was perfect as
she looked Carolyn over pragmatical-
ly. "Funny you let Hall Bonistelle go
so far with you, wasn't it! Say, he
must have shocked you awfully!"
"Now, see here!" said Carolyn firm-
ly, putting her hand on Rosamund's
arm. "There's no use In our bicker
lng like this. Don't you realize that
we're In the same boat? Now, you
say you don't want to marry Hall. I'd
like to be sure, though, before I go
any further."
"Oil, you needn't worry," cried Rosa-
mund, "you can have him, so far as
I'm concerned!"
Carolyn couldn't keep from smiling
now; Rosamund was too much for her.
"Oh, thank you very much; but I have
other plans for him. And we ought to
try to find out w hat In the world he's
up to."
"Do you suppose it could possibly
be a Joke?" Rosamund asked anx-
iously.
"It looks to me," said Carolyn, re-
flecting, "as if somebody had slipped
a powder or something into Ills coffee.
Or, it may be a disease. Incipient In-
sanity, perhaps. No doubt he's going
about proposing to everyone today,
and—"
IMPROVING THE CAMP MEAL
Various Condiments That Should
Never Be Forgotten When Party
Goes on an Out'ng.
A well-filled box of spices will be
thankfully remembered at every camp
meal, if somebody Is thoughtful
enough to pack It and see that it
reaches its destination, for even the
plainest food can be rendered appetiz-
ing by judicious seasoning, and the
most appetizing dainties of camp fare
-can be improved by spices that bring
out their flavor.
Of course, you will remember to
take along salt and pepper, but if you
want the taste Immortal Lave the la9t
of cayenne. A box of paprika, too,
will give at tasteless moments a pleas-
ant fillip, while lemons and garlic will
bo worth their weight in gold at all
times. Remember the following things
as well: onion juice, herb bouquet
and a flask of whisky or brandy. A
tablespoonful of the last may be put
In canned meat soups instead of sher-
ry, which is more bulky to carry.
Tomatoes always liven up a canned
Carolyn paused. The door was open-
ing. Mrs. ltoyalton entered.
CHAPTER VIII.
Mrs, Royalton, in an almost too-
vivid shade of purple, was, in contrast
to the two rather excited women al-
ready there, calm, cool and confident.
Things were going very well with
Rena Hoyalton; she had a man in her
pocket. Rena was getting on; thirty
five had struck its warning bell; if she
were going to be married again, why
not now? Wasn't Hall Bonistelle
handsome? Wasn't he well born and
bred? Rena had thought him over,
and decided to accept him. She en-
tered, therefore. In a most becomingly
amiable state of mind, lofty and some-
what detached.
To Carolyn she gave a smiling but
suspicious, "Why, hello, Carolyn! You
here?" and to Rosamund the quick,
unconscious tribute due the natural
blonde. Her eyes returned to Carolyn,
a little troubled. "I didn't expect to
see you again so soon, my dear!" she
said.
Kosamund. meanwhile, was staring
at the prototype of the portrait which
had started the discussion of Hall's
Intimacies. Carolyn, noticing, intro-
duced her. Rosamund, however, did
not interest Rena Royalton so much
as did Carolyn herself.
"Where is Mr. Bonistelle?" bhe
asked.
"Oh, he's out—as usual," said Caro-
lyn. "I expect Miss Fisher will at-
tend to you, though."
Mrs. Royalton shrugged her shoul-
ders. "Miss Fisher will hardly do for
what I want," she said. "I'm afraid
I'll have to see Mr. Bonistelle him-
self."
Rosamund frowned, but Carolyn
only raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, well, I expect llall will be back
before long," said Carolyn.
Mrs. Royalton. placid as a cow, eyed
her for a moment, then remarked
slowly, meditating, "You call him Hall,
don't you! I hadn't known you were
so intimate."
"Oh, Lord, yes. 1 always call him
Hall." Carolyn was beginning to be
amused.
Rosamund tossed her head and
crossed her feet, watching the new-
comer sharply.
"Well," said Mrs. Royalton, primly
ironical, "I'm delighted that you know
him so well, my dear!"
"Well, now 1 come to think of it,
Rena, I don't know that I do know
him quite so well as I thought, after
all." She exchanged a smile with
Rosamund, who laughed aloud, harsh-
ly, causing Mrs. Royalton to turn and
stare at her.
"I'm afraid I fail to see the joke,"
she said haughtily. "But of course
Hall Bonistelle isn't at all the sort of
man one sees through at a glance, you
know. He's deep; a very subtle per-
son, in fact. However," she smiled
complacently, "I flatter myself that 1
understand him a little better than I
did."
Carolyn shot her a suspicious
glance. "Why ?" she demanded. "Made
any recent discoveries?"
Mrs. Royalton deliberately nodded
up and down, ar.d smiled cryptically.
"Oh, I don't know—I fancy he has
something on his mind—in fact, I
know ho has—there's a—well, a sort
of crisis—yes, I suppose he would ap-
pear a little excited—but of course 1
really have no business discussing it."
"What in the world are you talking
about, Rena?" Carolyn exclaimed.
"Why, I'm talking about Hall Bonis-
telle, of course!"
"Well, you're not saying much."
"Never mind, Carolyn, dear, it isn't
because 1 haven't anything to say!
You don't expect me to go about re-
peating things he has said to me In
confidence, do you?"
"Oh!" said Carolyn, narrowing her
eyes, "then Hall has been confiding
in you, too, has he?"
By this time Rosamund was hard
on tlie scent, having almost caught up
to Carolyn's suspicions. She said noth-
ing, but her eyes were hot and shin-
soup, ard so ilso a shaving of garlic
and a squeeze of lemon juice. When
using the sauce remember that it must
be cooked with the soup. A raw egg,
beaten into the soup after it has been
taken from the fire, or milk cooked
with it, is a splendid reviver.
My Smile.
Our smile still holds its wonted
place, due east and west across our
face, and sometimes It seems half in-
clined to reach around and tie behind.
We cannot dance, nor can we sing,
but we can tote a smile, by jing!
Sometimes we push it from its place,
but that is when we shave our face,
and when we have done shaving, then,
our smile is on the Job again. Worms
may kill our tomato plants, hot irons
may scorch our Palm Beach pants,
laundries may spiflicate our shirts and
fix our collar so it hurts, a neighbor's
dog may kill our cat, but our smile
stayj right where it's at, and being
such a happy cuss makes the old
world smile back at us. Misfortune
cannot get your goat If you have got
a smile to tote.—Judd Mortimer Lew-
is, in Houston Post.
ing, as she scrutinized Mrs. Royalton's
face.
"See here," said Carolyn, now thor-
oughly interested, "I don't see why I
haven't a right to know. I'm a pretty
good friend of Hall's—you know that—
and I think you ought to be able to
trust me."
"Well, it isn't only trusting you—"
Mrs. Royalton looked significantly at
Rosamund, sulkily listening.
"Well, 1 declare!" said Carolyn
calmly, "Rena Royalton, either you're
making an awful fool of yourself, or
else Hall Bonistelle has actually—"
She got no further. Flodie, head up,
with a busy air, bustled jr.to the room,
carrying a handful of prints. She
stopped suddenly, with a fine imitation
of surprise, and gazed at Mrs. Royal-
ton.
"Oh, Mrs. Royalton!" she exclaimed.
"Why didn't you let me know you
were here? I've got your proofs all
ready for you. I think they are splen-
did!"
She handed them over, and ap-
proached Carolyn with two other
proofs. "Here are yours, Miss Dallys.
I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so
long." She returned to Mrs. Royalton.
"Oh, how I dread to look at them!"
that lady was saying. She was, nev-
ertheless, perusing them hungrily.
Carolyn meanwhile had stridden
across the room to Rosamund, and the
two girls conspired as Mrs Royalton
lost herself in her portraits.
"Oh, I don't like that one— . . .
Really? . . . Why, I look a hundred
years old! ... There! That's more
like me. . . . Which one do you like
best, Miss Fisher? . . . No, do you?
Why. 1 think it's awful. My eyes are
so hard to take right; you don't get
tho soul in them, somehow . . . Oh,
I think I ought to try another sitting,
don't you? . . . Say, where is Mr. Boi}i-
stelle, anyway?"
There came a ring at the telephone.
Flodie Jumped to snatch up the re-
ceiver.
"Hello! . . . Yes . . . Why, what's
the matter? . . . Oh, naturally . . .
Wait Just a minute, please!"
Flodie stopped and held her hand
over the trairsmltter. "Oh, Miss Dallys,
would you and Miss Gale mind not
talking quite so loud for a minute? I
can't hear very well."
There was a long pause, and the
three women, all studying Flodie's
face, saw a dozen different expressions
pass over it in quick succession. Then
she spoke again: "Really? Oh, you
know, Mr. Bonistelle—well, personally,
I loathe them . . Oh, I don't know,
but a big diamond is so funny, some-
how . . . What?" Then: "Oh, yes
. . . well, I know . . . Oh, but it's awful
to pawn that! Why, it was your fa-
ther's, wasn't it? . . . Well, of course
you know best . . . Oh, didn't you?
Well, I might send it by the jani-
tor . . . where did you leave it? . . ,
When will you be here? ... All right,
good-by!"
Mrs. Royalton and Rosamund still
sat as if entranced, but Carolyn Dallys
rose impatiently now, and glanced
about, as if in search of an excuse. The
room was tensely charged with elec-
tricity. It was evident that in another
minute the explosion must come But,
first, how to get rid of this important,
busy little Miss Fisher?
Flodle herself answered the un-
voiced question. Wasn't she as desir-
ous as any of them to bring the thing
to a head? Yes; so she must fly and
leave the field of battle clear. Still
smiling, she disappeared into the
Btockroom. She left the door ajar.
Mrs. Royalton rose, with a self-con-
scious smile. "Well, Carolyn," she said,
"I suppose I'll have to tell you, now.
It is most unfortunate that Miss Fisher
wasn't more discreet in her conversa-
tion. But so long as she has let the
cat out of the bag, I might as well in-
form you that the ring she was talk-
ing to Hall about is for this finger!"
She held up her left hand, her thumb
pointing to.her third finger.
Carolyn, with a whoop, fell into
Rosamund's arms, and the two laughed
until they cried.
Mrs Royalton stared as if they had
Live Stock Was Cheap In 1194.
The increased cost of living, though
the increase is by no means so great
as we might have expected, lends an
interest to a volume just issued by
the Pipe Roll society. From the in-
troduction one gathers an idea of
prices in 1194. Certain land was to
be stocked and a price for each class
of stock was fixed. Oxen figure at
four shillings, cows a shilling less.
Farm horses were also four shillings
a head, pigs were a shilling, and sheep
stood at sixpence. Incidentally the
book proves the antiquity of the fa-
miliar fine of 40 shillings, for it re-
cords its imposition as long ago as
1185 on one who had overthrown a
pillory.—London Chronicle.
suddenly gone mad. Then she ex
claimed angrily, "I'd like lo know what
there Is to laugh at! 1 don't Bee aii}
thing particularly amusing in the fact
that I'm going to marry Hail Boni-
stelle!"
"Oh, don't you?" Carolyn gurgled.
"Miss Gale, do you see anything funny
in It?"
"Funny! It's a scream!" Rosamund
shouted with mirth. "Who'll be the
next one?"
"Oh, the more the merrier!" cried
Carolyn.
Rena Royalton drew herself up
proudly. "I think you're exceedingly
impertinent!" she replied.
Carolyn dried her eyes on a laco
handkerchief. "Rena," she Haid, still
giggling, "I don't know whether it's too
true to be funny, or too funny to be
true. But you ought to be in on this
joke, really, my dear. It will inter,
est you strangely!"
"Well, I don't call it a Joke. It's an
outrage!" cried Rosamund.
"Say, Miss Gale," Carolyn turned
confidentially, "d'you know, we ought
really to form a society of the sur-
vivors, you know. Rena'B the oldest,
and we'll elect her president!"
Mrs. Royalton stared from one to
the other, her temper rising. Finally
she remarked cuttingly, "1 must say,
R
ilN
Red Sea Colored by Weeds.
The drowning of Pharaoh and his
host in the Red sea had nothing to do
with its name. It takes this from a
peculiar reddish color remarked at
certain seasons of the year in parts
of this spa, due to marine plants, or
to reddish animalculae, called by
Bailors "whale feed," which float on it
like scum; or to the reefs of red
ia
mm
For sick headache, bad breath,.
Sour Stomach and
constipation.
Get a 10-cent box now.
No odds how bad your liver, stomach
or bowels; how much your head
i Tien, how miserable and uncomfort-
able you are from constipation, indiges-
tion, biliousness and sluggish bowels
—you always get the desired results
with Cascarets. <
Don't let your stomach, liver and
bowels make you miserable. Take
Cascarets to-night; put an end to tho
headache, biliousness, dizziness, nerv-
ousness, sick, sour, gassy stomach,
backache and all other distress;
cleanse your inside organs ef all the
bile, gases and constipated matter
which is producing the misery.
A 10-cent box means health, happi-
ness and a clear head for months.
No more days of gloom and distress
if you will take a Cascaret now and
then. All stores sell Cascarets. Don't
forget the children—their little in-
oides need a cleansing, too. Adv.
His Part.
"Does your mother put up her own
preserves?"
"Yes, but father puts up for them."
DEATH LURKb IN A WEAK HEART,
| so on first symptoms use "Renovine"
and be cured. Delay and pay tbe awful
penalty. "Renovino" is the heart's
remedy. Price $1.00 and 50c.—Adv.
•Hello!
. Yen . . . Why, What'i
the Matter?"
Carolyn, I always thought you were a
lady!" and she walked swiftly toward
the door.
"Oh, don't go yet!" Carolyn called
out. "You've got a laugh coming to
you, too, Rena. You haven't heard our
news, yet!"
Mrs Royalton trembled on the
threshold. "Your news? What d'you
mean?"
"Listen here," said Rosamund, walk-
ing over to her coolly. "Hall Boni-
stelle proposed to Miss Dallys at ten-
thirty this morning and he proposed to
me at a quarter to eleven. Now, what
time did he propose to you?"
Mrs. Royalton put out a hand trem-
bling with appeal. "Carolyn!" Bhe Im-
plored.
Carolyn nodded unsympathetically.
Mrs. Royalton dropped into a chair,
speechless, and burst into tears. Caro-
lyn walked up to her and laid a hand
on the heaving purple shoulder.
"Brace up!" she said, "it won't burt
but a minute! See here, Rena, were
you carried off your feet by his wild
wooing, or did you take notice of the
time?"
"Why—here this morning. Caro-
lyn," Mrs. Royalton sobbed, "1 left just
before you came. It was—it was be-
fore that." Her tears poured forth
afresh.
Carolyn nodded to Rosamund. "Make
it ten-fifteen, then. I expect he pro-
poses every quarter of an hour, rain or
shine."
"But I don't see," said Rosamund, "if
she accepted him, why he ever pro-
posed to us!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Shocking.
"Speaking of electrifying modern
dances, have you seen the induction
coil."—Cornell Widow.
coral which abound in many parts of
it; or, possibly, to the fact that its
upper course was one of the bound-
aries of Edom, "the red." No Biblical
scholar of any repute has ever as-
serted that the sea took its name from
the overthrow of Pharaoh.
Would Hardly Call It a Privilege.
"I noted a new meaning of the word
'privilege' the other day," said J.
Fuller Gloom "The article said it
was a man's privilege to pay for a
woman stranger's meals on short rail-
road trips. Personally I do not see,
with the customary high prices on a
dining car, how anyone could consider
the paying anything more than an ex:
treme effort."—Kansas City Star.
Misleading Audience.
"Why doesn't young Bliggins make
more progress in his studies?" "He
doesn't get the proper kind of en-
couragement. His fnther doesn't take
any interest in what the boy knows
about the classics, but is enthusiastic
about the way he can play accompani-
ments on the banjo."—Washington
Star.
Their Favorites.
Harold—What is your favorite
game?
Evelyn—Quail on toast. And yours?
Harold—Eagles on $20 gold pieces.
Magic Washing Stick
Thin In something new to houBewivea—
something they have wanted all their lives,
but never could pet before. It makes It pos-
sible to do the heaviest, hardest washing In
less thau ooe-half the time it took by old
methods, aud it eliminates all rubbing and mus-
cular effort. No washing machine Is neeJed.
Nothing but this simple little i-ruvanuion.
which ia absolutely harmless to the lioest fabrics—
white, colored or woolen. It the
hardest tank of the w«'t'k a pleasamt pastime—
a delightful occupation. You will be de-
lighted at the clean, spotless, B* ow-white
clothes that come out of the rinsing water;
aud all without any effort on your part. The
Magic Washing Stick does If all—and remember,
without injury to the mont delicate goods,
colored or white, woolens, biankets, Lace cur-
tains, etc. Contains no adds, no alkalies, no
poisonous Ingredients to make its u>c dan
gerous. 15 washings 25 cents.
8old by all Druggists and Grocers every-
where. If yours doesn't handle it, show him
this ad—he'll g >t it for you. Or s*nd 25c in
stamps to A. B. RICHARDS CO., Sherman, Texas.
DISTRIBUTORS
Williamson-Halsell-Frazier Co.
Oklahoma City, Guthrie, Elk C;tyv
Chickasha, Shawnee and Altus.
His Resolution.
"I've made up my mind to save some
this coming year."
"That's a wise resolve."
"Well, one lives and learns. This
year I spent my money as fast as I
made it, and now I haven't got en ugh
to reserve a table for New Year's
eve."
BIG EATERS HAVE BAD
KIDNEYS AND BACKACHE
Take a Glass of Salts at Once If Your
Back Is Hurting or Kidneys and
Bladder Trouble You.
The American men and women must
guard constantly against Kidney trou-
ble, because we eat too much and all
our food is rich. Our blood is filled
with uric acid which the kidneys
strive to filter out, they weaken from
overwork, become sluggish; the eliml-
native tissues clog and the result Is
kidney trouble, bladder weakness and
a general decline in health.
When your kidneys feel like lumps
of lead; your back hurts or the urine
is cloudy, full of sediment or you are
obliged to seek relief two or three
times during the night; if yeu suffer
with sick headache or dizzy, nervous
spells, acid stomach, or you have rheu-
matism when the weather is had, get
from your pharmacist about four
ounces of Jad Salts; take a table-
spoonful in a glass of water before
breakfast for a few days and your kid-
neys will then act fine. This famous
salts is made from the acid of grapes
and lemon juice, combined with lithia,
and has been used for generations to
flush and stimulate clogged kidneys;
to neutralize the acids in the urine so
it no longer is a source of irritation,
thus ending bladder disorders.
Jad Salts is inexpensive; cannot In-
jure, makes a delightful effervescent
lithia-water beverage, and belongs In
every home, because nobody can make
a mistake by having a good kidney
flushing any time.—Adv.
Silence Is Golden.
Cook—Housecleaniug is a terrible
time.
Hook—Yes; and any complaints re-
sult in your den being cleaned first.
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