The Calumet Chieftain. (Calumet, Okla.), Vol. 9, No. 39, Ed. 1 Friday, April 27, 1917 Page: 4 of 8
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The comfort of a rainy day—
can you irraj re ar/tr^Q p'eas-
"ter, after weeks of glaring
aunthine, than to en;oy the glow
of an open wood fre in a bg.
hoip tafc e ■ ttir.g room while
a cold gray ra n take* the^dje
off thinga outaide? Eapeoially
—if the girl you're falling In
Ic/e with is playing the piano
to help rrake you happy?
CHAPTER VIII—Continued.
"I *e won't do any more
•rebe* today," I r<-;, led. "or yoa won't,
at any rat*. You'll go borne and reiit."
Hhe looked at me an Instant with
Ju*t the hint of ber twinkle coming
back. "I'm no unu*«d to taking or-
der*," *be said, "tbat I've lost the art
of obedience. Move the post a little
to the right pieaae."
I did o. and we worked on In si-
lence. We bad ballt the wide central
arch by the time the *un began to
drop down Into our fa^es There were
only five archm more to build.
"I ahall write tonight and have the
rowe hurried along," said I.
We walke<l bark toward the house
and looked over the lawn, pant the sun-
dial, and saw the farm through the
trellis, arid beyond the farm the tree#
at the edge of my clearing, and then a
distant roof or two, and the far bills
The apple blossom* were fragrant In j
the orchard. The persistent song spar-
row* were singing. The ftbadow of
the dial post stretched far out toward
the east
"It Is pointing toward the brook."
said I. "Shall we go and auk the thrush
to alng?"
Khe shook her head. "Not tonight."
■he said briefly, and I walked, j
grieved and puzzling, up the road by
her aide.
The next day she pleaded a head
ache, and I went to the farm alone.
"It will be yon who will need a rest
soon," she aald the econd morning, aa
abe came down to breakfast and found
me hard at work out on the front
porch.
"I'm going to take one—with yoti!"
said I. "I wunt to see the country,
too."
Khe smiled a little, and picked a
lilac bud, holding It to her nose. She
seemed quite far away now. The drat
few daya of our rapid Intimacy had
paaaed, and now she waa aa much a
stranger to rne aa on the flrat meeting
In the pine*. I aald nothing about her
coming to the farm; i don't know why.
Hornehow. I waa piqued. I wished her
to make the flrat move. In some way,
It waa all doe to rriy Baking her to
'■booh« the paint for my dining room,
and that seemed to me rldlculoua.
There waa no aun to wake me In the
morning, so that I slept till half past
all. Outside the rain waa pouring
alcndlly down, and I found Hert re-
joicing, for It wan badly needed. After
breakfast I waylaid Mlaa Goodwin.
"No work on the trellla today," said
I, awallowlng my pique; "so I'm going
to Hi up the aoutb room. I'm going to
make twin flrea out of some of the
nice, fragrant apple wood you haven't
hiweil for me, nml hang the IIIroahlgeH.
(■ml unpack the hooka, and have an ele-
gant time If you don't make me do It
alone."
The girl abot a look n round Mr*
Ilert'a silting room, where u small
owl atood on the mantel under a glass
cime and a transparent pink mualln
nick filled with burat milkweed poda
waa draped over a crayon portrait of
Hert nm a young man. I followed her
glance and then our eyea met.
".111hI the mine, they are dear, good
souls " she smiled.
"Of course," I answered. "Hut to
►II here on a cold, rainy day! You may
read by tin- (Ire while I work. Only
pieaae come!"
"May I read 'The Foundation of the
Nineteenth Century,' Doctor Upton?"
she said.
"You may read the dictionary, If you
wlah," I replied.
She went to gel her raincoat. It waa
rold out <>f doors, ami I lie rain drove
coexL-o**! *> oojeusm O CO.
tin our fs-t* t! we ashed down the
I rotd. Tbe paltten had made s fire Ic
•_i. fcl'chea riu?e. aM * we stepped
In t£ warmth greeted as Id a corkma,
frieti y way. I brought several logs
of dead apple wood into tbe bg room
*fcd Lad tie twin hearths cheer-
ful with dancing flames TfceD I went
t/ack to tbe shed. and brought tbe two
-nshSorj* which bad been on my wln-
1ow-**sta at co ege. to p ice them od
the settle. But as I came Into the
room. !n-;*-.';d of fiDdlr.g the girl walt-
I lt.g to sit by the fire. I saw her with
*:eere# ro.ied up washing the west
window. Her body was outlined
122 rsst the light, ber hair making an
1 aura about ber bead. As stc turned a
Itt.e, I caught the saucy grace of her
;>rofi Hhe was so Intent upon her
?a«k that she had not heard me enter.
! and I paused a full moment watching
! her. Then I dropped the cushions and
'•ried. "Come, here's your seat! That
is no task for a Ph.D."
"I don't want a seat" she laughed.
| "I'm having a grand time, and don't
care to have my erudition thrown in
( my face. I love to wash windows."
"But The Foundations of the Nine-
teenth Century'?" said I.
"The whole nineteenth century Is on
these windows," she replied. "I've got
to scrub here to get at Its foundations."
"But you'll get tired again." I
laughed, though with real solicitude. "I
didn't want you to come to work—only
to be company."
"I don't know how to be company.
Please get me some fresh hot water."
My piano, which had stood In the
dining room ever since the furniture
bad arrived, we unboxed, wheeled In to
fill the space between tbe small east
windows, and took the covers off.
I looked around. Already the place
was assuming a homelike air, and the
She Was 8eated Upon It When I Ar-
rived.
long room had contracted Into Inti-
macy. The girl dropped her rag Into
tbe pall, and atood looking about.
"Oh, the nice room!" she cried.
"And oh, the dirty piano!"
I went out to begin on the books, and
when I returned I brought the piano
bench, as well. Tbe girl was busy with
the east window, and I set the bench
down In silence. She was seated upon
It, when I arrived with the third load,
and through the boUHe were dancing
the sounds of a Bach gavotte.
She stopped playing as I entered,
and looked up with a little smile of
apology.
"Please go on!" 1 cried.
She wheeled back and let her hnnda
fall on the keys, rippling by a natural
suggestion Into the old tune "Amaryl-
lis." The logs were crackling. The
gay old measures flooded the room with
sound. My bead nodded In time, aa I
stacked the books on the shelves.
Suddenly the music stopped, and
with a rustle of skirts the girl was
beside me. She begun to Inspect titles,
pulling out books here, substituting
others there, carrying some to other
cases. >-
I wheeled In load after load. "Lord,"
I cried, "of the making of many books,
et cetera! I'll never buy another one.
or else I'll never move again."
"You'll never move again, yon mean,"
said she. "Look, all the ulce poetry by
the west fireplace. Don't the green
Globe editions look pretty In the white
cases? And Keats right by the chlm-
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M*1 l. "oaj Mr Erenca
iMi d: t^sU* hits "
Mr K -—^ - * On tei
t- r be la a : - <- *- H -:
" pant ti* row of tirf
, of ciaoeT"
Ste took tbe tet :? Csctm «s4
; laced it its the ti? si-elf by ti* etrt
fireplace, above a n~t <-i et :>
assorted volumes. «>d::{ taft tc rzr-
vey It with ber gz-z irrtL *Wbat
!§ so decorative t§ torts'~ cr.e-i
-They beat plctcrw r *ti: r«t;-er Ofe.
tie nl"e room, the Li'-e book*, tit* o i
Mr. Emerson. Dice twit f.-es —
"And nice Ubrsrm" I a j ie>i
Pbe darted a look tt me. '.arebed
I with heightene-3 ~-/.or, ar.3 herself
added, with a g'i^ce at ber wrist
watch, "and nice diirerT
I brought back sorre of my maco-
j~riptj after d;t.n r. in case tbe room
should be comp eted t*fore snpper
! time. We attacke-1 it again witb en-
thusiasm. bers beiLg no less, appar-
ently. than pine, for it was indeed
. wonderful to see tbe place emerge
from bareness itto the most alluring
cbarm as tbe books t .ed tbe shelves,
as my two Morris cbiirs were placed
before the fires, as my three or four
treasured rugs were unrol ed on the
rather uneven but charmingly old floor
which Just fitted the old. rugged
hearthstones, and Snaily as tbe Ffo
bright Hlrosbiges were placed In the
center of the two white wood panels
over the fireplaces, and the other pic-
tures hung over tbe bookcases.
"I think it Is wonderful." said I. "I
have my borne at last! And how yen
have helped me!"
"Yes, you have your home," said she.
"Oh, It is such a nice one."'
She turned away, and went over to
tbe east fire, poking It with her toe. 1
lit my pipe, sat down at my old, fa-
miliar desk, heaved a great sigh of
comfort, and opened a manuscript.
"It's only four o'clock," said I. "I
can get In tbat hour I wasted In sleep
this morning. Can you find something
to read?"
"I ought to." she smiled.
I plunged Into the manuscript—a
silly novel. I read on, vaguely aware
that the west was breaking, and the
room growing warm. Presently I heard
a window opened and felt the cooler
rush of rain-freshened air from the
fragrant orchard. Then I heard the
painters come downstairs, talking, and
tramp out through the kitchen. It was
five o'clock. But I still read on. to fin-
ish a chapter. Tbe painters had de-
parted. The entire house was still.
Suddenly there stole through the
room the soft andante theme of a Mo-
zart sonata, and the low sun at almost
the same Instant dropped Into the
clear blue bole In the west and flooded
the room. I let the manuscript fall,
and sat listening peacefully for a full
minute. Then I moved across the
floor and stood behind the player. How
cheerful the room looked, how booky
and old-fasbioned! It seemed as if I
had always dwelt there. How easy It
would be to put out my hands and rest
them on her shoulders, and lay my
cheek to ber hair! The impulse was
ridiculously strong to do so, and I
tingled to my finger tips with a strange
excitement
"Come," I said, "It is after five, and
tbe sun is out We will go to hear the
thrush."
The girl faced around on the bench,
ralalng her face to mine. "Yes, let
us," she answered. "How lovely the
room looks now. Ob, the nice new old
room!"
She lingered in the doorway a sec-
ond. and then we stepped out of the
front entrance, where we stood en-
tranced by the freshness of the rain-
washed world In the low light of after-
IN LIFE'S TRAINING SCHOOL
Preparation for War and Peace A -
auredly a Part of the Preparation
for Industrialism.
It has long been evident, though the
fact has not yet made Its due Im-
pression, that Industrialism Is the mod-
ern training school for war or peace.
It is there that men are actually think-
ing of one another In terms of war or
peace. It Is there that they learn to
organize for or against one another
The lockout and the strike are dis-
tinctly warlike measures. Arbitration
la a term of war, the most advanced
term looking toward peace, but still
presupposing a state of warfare. Co-
operation, In some one of its manifold
forms, Is the only distinctive term of
peace. It is such, not simply because
It implies sympathetic action, but be-
cause it educates all concerned in
"those sobrieties on which democracy
must at last rest." As we recall how
many persons are in the training
school of industrialism, how early tbey
enter it and how long they remain in
It. and how various and how influen-
tial are the experiences through which
they pass, we can see how far back
the peace movement must reach in its
educative work. What can we hope
to accomplish in the training of our
diplomats for carrying out the policy
of universal peace, If we cannot train
our cantalns of Industry, in the ranks
1 iti the fceary fragrance of wet
*< V. e^ve :-*d c«. Then t-e girl
ifcrta cp and we
the orchard, when 2ie
(rood wt* $tre*2 with tbe fulen
- i t: - £t> tbe n; e? where ;be
<i--f <-iirr\' * wis « zg'.ng and Id
.~ f tie i~7-izc The brook
■mif w; s«rr*t ti. ijv SDd tbe
i-.; ::•? tre<e ~i ie a soft tinkle,
; ft irtev-t* Me. on Its poo la.
Vs~*-i;te>i one xinute. two min-
ti:ve x T"t« In f. ence. and then
the fi.ry cjrt>c sounded, tbe "coo!
bi-s of ~i i'iy from tbe everlasting
ever :r" It s:;tde-1 with a thrilling
:< c lovely that it almost burt
L-l tstlnr: ve'.y I put out my hand
ar j frit fo- hers 5be yielded It and
s-5 we st i band In hand, while tbe
thr^-b s±zs once, twice, three times.
dow near now farther away, and theD
it ie-r- ed fr m the very edge of my
- -Ids I st. 1 held ber hand, as w«
waited for another burst of melody.
But be evidently did not intend to sing
again. My tttizers closed tighter ovei
bers as I felt ber face turn toward
m r.e. and she answered their pressure
wb: e ber eyes srlistened. I thought
with tears. Then ber band slipped
away.
■ Don't «r ak." he said, leading the
way out of tbe grove.
We went Into tbe hou«e again t«
make sure that the fires had burned
down The room was darker now, filled
with twilight shadows. The last of the
logs were glowing red on tbe hearths,
and the air was hot and heavy after
the fresh outdoors. But how cheerful,
how friendly, how like a human thing,
with human feelings of warmth and
welcome, the room seeffled to me!
"It has been a wonderful day." said
I, as we turned from the fires to pass
out "I wonder if I shall ever have
so much Joy again In my house?"
The girl at my side did not answer.
I looked at ber. and saw that she wa!
struggling witb tears.
I did instinctively the on!j thing my
clumsy Ignorance could suggest—put
my hand upon hers. She withdrew It
quickly.
"No, no!" she cried under ber breath
"Oh, I am sucb a fool! Fool—middle
English fool, fole, fol; Icelandic, fol:
old French fol—always the same
word!"
She broke Into a plaintive little laugh,
ran through the hall and lifted the
stove lid to see If the fire there was
out and hastened to the road, where
I had difficulty to keep pace with her
as we walked up the slope to supper.
"You need a rest more than you
think. I guess," I tried to say, but she
only answered, "I need It less!" and
made off at once to her room. Thai
night I didn't go back to my house to
work. I didn't work at all. I looked
out of my window at a young moon
for a long while, and then—yes, I con-
fess It, though I was thirty years old, I
wrote a sonnet!
WILSON VIRTUALLY DIClAiuR
HOUSE TO FOLLOW HIS
RECOMMENDATIONS.
Pork Barrel Likely to Get Lost—En-
tire Energies Devoted to National
Defense and Greater Crops.
^ Why is It that a big, strapping
f man wants to write poetry when
; he falls in love? This seems to
| be one of the early symptoms of
I the "disease."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
8 OT T
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Not Creatures of the Sea.
The National museum at Washing-
ton, contains a notable display oi
the bones of several species of extinct
mammals which. If seen alive in the
ocean, would be called huge sea ser
pents. They were carnivorous and
their long, slender Jaws were armed
with formidable teeth. Although a
few remaining individuals of the group
may have given actual basis for the
sea-serpent stories, these extinct ani-
mals were not reptiles, but mammals
which, like the whale and Beal and ot
ter, had happened to evolve In an
aquatic environment
both of capital and of labor, to think
and to act in the terms of peace?—
William J. Tucker, In the Atlantic.
Water-Supplying Tree.
The rain-tree of Colombia measures
about fifty feet high when at maturity
and about three feet In diameter at
the base. It absorbs an Immense quan
tity of moisture from the atmosphere,
which It concentrates, and subsequent-
ly sends forth from its leaves and
branches In a shower, In some In
stances so abundantly that the grouni
in its vicinity is converted Into a quag-
mire. It possesses this curious prop
erty In its greatest degree in the sum-
mer, precisely when the rivers are at
their lowest and water most scarce,
All Should Be Advertised.
There Is no legitimate business,
manufacturing an article which people
want or should have, which cannot
be advertised. The thought that there
is not enough profit In a line of goods
for advertising is frequently a falla-
cious one. The idea that only novelties
can be so exploited and that staples
are not susceptible to advertising has
been proven to have no real founda-
tion.
Washington. — Democrats of the
house, in caucus, agreed to consider at
the present session only such war and
general defense legislation as may be
recommended by the president.
National prohibition, which is being
urged by its advocates as a necessary
war measure, may be included under
this lint, but unless tbe president rec-
ommends it as a war measure it has
no chance of being taken up.
It also is possible that a rivers and
harbors bill, embracing such proposed
improvements as are deemed essential
by the war department for the national
defense may be passed. The president
has indicated his willingness to ap-
prove a measure under certain restric-
tions and the war department also de-
sires harbor improvements of a limited
character. The caucus refused, by a
vote of 77 to 71, to approve either a
$"<3,000,000 of a {15,000,000 waterways
bill, both of which were proposed by
Chairman Small of the rivers and har-
bors committee. m
Legislation to give the government
a fifrn grasp on food control will be in-
troduced.
Power will be asked for the govern-
ment not only to supervise production,
but to deal with distribution to insure
a fair supply of food to every part of
the country at reasonable prices. De-
tails of the administration's plan have
not become known, but it is believed
actual price-fixing may have a place
in laws to be asked and that authority
will be requested to establish a virtual
food dictatorship, if that becomes nec
essary.
The food situation, officials realize,
presents one of the most serious prob-
lems the country will have to meet
during the war.
Administration heads are bending
every effort toward convincing the
country of the greater need for produc-
tion and rigid food economic*.
The department of agriculture is
building up an organization of stats
and county boards through which to
reach both producers and consumers
in every corner of the country.
Secretary Houston named R. A.
Pearson, president of the Iowa State
College of Agriculture, to serve indef-
initely as an assistant secretary of ag-
riculture. At the same time he in-
vited the heads of five of the greatest
farmers' organizations to come to
Washington for a food conference.
Mr. Pearson will serve with Dr. B. T.
Galloway, a former assistant secretary
of agriculture, whom the secretary
called here recently from Cornell Uni-
versity to act as an emergency assist-
ant. He will have particular charge
of the organization of state boards.
INCREASE OF 15 PER CENT.
Tentative Permission Given Railroad*
to File New Tariffs.
Washington. — All railroads wer6
granted tentaive permission by the in-
terstate commerce commission to file
supplemental tariffs, increasing freight
rates generally 16 per cent, eftectiva
June 1 next.
In this manner the commission dis-
posed of the question of procedure in
dealing with the application of the
roads in every section for general in-
creases. Two courses had been open:
To permit the filing of such tariffs andi
investigating their reasonableness!
prior to the date they should go into>
effect, or to permit the filing of tariffs,
effective immediately, and suspend
them during the period of the investi-
gation.
The commission's order is tentaive,
subject to recall or change prior to the
effective date of the rates. In this
way the commission brings the issHa
squarely before the railroads and the
shippers in definite form.
GEN. VON BISSING IS DEAD.
Executioner of Edith Cavelle Goes to
Face the Hereafter.
United States Senator Gore of Okla-
homa was only eight years of age
when he met with an accident that
resulted In the loss of his eyesight
London.—Reuter's Amsterdam cor-
respondent says that according to a
Brussels dispatch, General von Biss-
ing, German governor general Bel-
gium, died there suddenly.
General Baron Moritz Ferdinand von
Bissing was appointed governor gen-
eral of Belgium in November, 1914, in
succession to General von Der Goltz.
He was born in 1844. During his rule
in Belgium General von Bissing has
come into prominence many times, no-
tably in connection with the execution
of Miss Edith Cavelle, the English
nutse, frequent clashes with Cardinal
Mercier, primate of Belgium, and tha
deportation of Belgians.
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