The Hallett Herald (Hallett, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 28, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 25, 1915 Page: 2 of 8
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Love in a
Hurry
By GELETT BURGESS
Illustrated by Ray Walters
Copyright by Oeletl Rurg««a
SYNOPSIS.
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Hat) Bonlstelle. artlst-piioto*rapher. pre-
pare for ti - .lt> < work In Ws stud o
Flodle l iKher, his asulst.mt r-mlnds 1Mm
of a party he is to give In the studio that
nlKhi Mr Doremua. attorney calls and
informs Hall ihat hi. Uncle John • will
haa left him 14.000,000 on I'ondltlon that
he marry before Ma twenty;-l«hth birth-
day, which begins at midnight that nlgli
Mrs. Bena Royalton ..HI ..i the studio
Hall aaka her to marry him. She agrees
to give him an unswer at the P;'r,y
night. Miss Carolyn Dallys ra.la Haw
proposes to her She agrees t<> five him
an answer at the party. Rosamund Oale
art model, call* Hall tries to rush her
Into an Immediate marriage She. too.
defers her answer until the evening, r io-
dic trie* to show Mall a certain way out
obtuse. Jonas
"Ob. yes, I didn't quite understand
what you were saying, I was so busy "
said Flodle. "About the costumes,
lan't It?"
"Yes, about the costumes," Mrs.
Royalton lnterupted ■weetly. "you see
we're all going to wear "
"Oh. don't give It all away!" Rosa-
mund exclaimed
Mrs. Royalton took a step toward
the door. "Well. Carolyn. I've got to
go." she said. "I've been here an aw-
ful while.''
"Well. I'te got to leave myself;
mercy. It's awfully late! I think I'll
go with you!" said Carolyn, moving off
nervously. "You've got your car here,
haven't you?" Mrs. Royalton nodded.
"All right, then; come on!"
"Say. I think I'll go along, too."
Rosamund was now conscious of ber
equality with these society ladles, and
proposed to display It—In her own
way. "I'd Just as lief go uptown. I
have an errand on Ninetieth street,
anyway."
Mrs. Royalton resigned herself to
the Inevitable. Truth to tell, she was
no little afraid of this picturesque
blonde. "Oh. then, very well—I'll be
delighted to give you a lift in my car,
I'm sure!"
Carolyn gave her a glance, and
smiled acridly. "Oh. yes, do come,
of the mlxup. but he Is
Hasslngbuo. heir to the mllllonsjn case j M,gs Galc weH be so glad to see more
of you! That will be charming."
Hall falls to marry ori time, plots w.th
Flodle to block Hall's marriage to any Of
tho three women before midnight Klodl*
arranges to have the thr e meet at the
studio aa If by rhanc- Carolyn. Rosa-
mund and Mrs. Royalton come In and
mn )i feminine fencing ensues, n whicn
Flodle used her own foil adroitly Hall
comes In and the ladles retire for con-
ference. Alfred, the Janitor, brings in a
newspaper with the story of the queer
legacy
CHAPTER IX—Continued.
" 'On or before,'" said Carolyn, frown-
ing. She looked over Rosamund s
■boulder.
Flodie looked up with a quick fling
of her bead Her eyes snapped.
"Four millions!" Rosamund put
down the paper.
For a moment the three women j QWn
looked at one another In silence. A nioney
wave of bitterest enmity seemed to
ewecp around the circle. Each face
was set and hard, as each guarded her
secret thought Then each stirred.
restless and nervous, in fear of betray-
ing herself.
Carolyn spoke, almost In a whisper.
"8o that's why Hall proposed to us all
today!"
"Yes," said Mrs. Royalton. "He evi-
dently wanted to be sure of getting at
least one of us." Her lips curled in a
sneer.
"No wonder he was in a hurry." said
Rosamund. "Four millions!"
There was another tense pause.
while Flodle watched, fascinated, tak-
ing gasping breaths. Then the three
spoke almost simultaneously, one to
another.
"You promised!" It was a threat,
question, entreaty, sll In one.
Carolyn and Mrs. Royalton stared at
Rosamund. Rosamund faced the two
defiantly In that crisis the three
women were swept millions of miles
apart, then clashed fiercely together.
Little Flodle was forgotten; she
turned from one to the other in alann
Then came the forced confession, with
u sigh from each of the three. "Yes.
we did promise! Yes. we did! Yes!"
Carolyn again took command. "ThlB
Is a serious thing, girls. We must
keep our word, every one of us. Rosa-
mund, you can't go back on us, now!"
"(Jo back on you? Why do you pick
me out. How about you and Mrs.
Royalton. I'd like to know? Are you
going to stand by me?"
"Yes, you proposed It in the flrBt
place, you know, Carolyn!" Mrs. Roy-
alton broke in. "I think you had better
speak for yourself, before you accuse
iia!"
"Well," said Carolyn, hesitatingly,
"I don't Intend to back out of It." She
suddenly turned suspiciously to Flo-
dle and forced a laugh. "Oh, Miss
Fisher," she said, suavely, "don't think
we're Insane or anything, but this Is a
little Joke we had planned for the party
tonight. A sort of surprise, you
know—"
"No," said Rosamund, bluntly, "I
think 111 walk, after all." The three
went out with over-polite "good after-
noons" to Miss Fisher
CHAPTER X.
Flodle's account book slammed shut.
Her head fell on her arms, face down
upon the table. She gave way to a
burning torrent of tears. It was all up,
then! Not one of those three women
but would flght for Hall now, to the
death. Oh, Flodle could read their
I faces! Hadn't each one of them, even
I while demanding the others' loyalty,
| been sleekly planning to betray her
pledged word to gain the coveted
? What chance had poor neg-
lected Flodle, who hadn't even been
aBked? She dried her eyes and looked
up at the clock. It was three-fifteen
As she watched the dial, her face
chanjed subtly. Dropping her eyes she
began to think in real earnest. Her
thae was short. If she were to play
L
You've
Idea What i
Is—Sure!"
Cinderella at the party tonight, it be-
hooved her to find a fairy godmother
as Boon as possible Wouldn't that
have to be Hall—who else?
She dabbed her eyes In water, then
went to the door of the studio.
"Oh. Mr. Bonlstelle!" she called.
He came in looking anxious. "Lord.
I've been worrying myself sick!" he
confessed "What in the world were
they up to, anyway?"
"Oh. they seemed to be talking about
some club, or society, or something
that they were Interested In. They
wanted Rosamund Gale to Join, I
think."
"Well, I'm glad it was no worse than
that." He looked at his watch. "Lord.
I must be off. I've got to hock this
timepiece and pay an installment on
the ring. I don't care much for rings
on a woman's hand, especially if Its
pretty. Now yours, Flodle, Is perfect.
She tried to hide her hands, but he
took them, and held them up and
looked critically. Flodie closed her
eyes, that the tears might not come
out
"Say. Flo—I s'pose 111 miss you like
the devil, after I'm married," he went
on, dropping her hands. "I've got kind
of used to you, you know. It'll seem
funny not to have you round to talk
to and laugh at. What's the matter?
You don't really mind my laughing at
you occasionally, do you. Flo?"
"Oh. no. I love It, Mr. Bonistelle!"
"Say. Flo, remember that first time
you ever came in here? D'you know
I liked you the moment I set eyes on
you "
Flodle cast down her bead. "So did
I you." she said.
"It always nakes me smile, Just to
look at you, somehow. You're such a
queer little tyke. Always happy, aren
you. Flo?"
She looked up bravely. "Oh, yes!"
The telephone bell rang. Hall
snatched up the receiver savagely.
"Hello! . . . Who is this? ... Oh, yes!
Of course ... Oh! You will? By Jove,
that's great! . . . Why. yes. I'm de-
lighted . But I am, Rosamund, why
—why. I'm the happiest man In the
world! You've no idea what a relief
It is . .'Sure! That's Just what I was
going to suggest Yes. we'll do It to-
night. Fine! All right, we'll talk it
over when you come. Good-by, dear!"
He hung up the instrument slowly.
"Rosamund's accepted me Flodie, I'll
be a millionaire by tonight What d'you
think, she's promised to marry me im-
mediately; we'll have it over this eve-
ning."
He arose thoughtfully. "Well. I
guess that'B settled, then. Rosamund's
it!"
Flodle, unable to control herself, had
risen and was making for the stock-
room, when he called her back. "Say,
Flo, wait a minute." He went up to
her kindly. "Perhaps ufter I'm mar-
ried we can arrange it somehow—"
"Oh, no. Mr. Bonlstelle," Flodle
shook her head decidedly "I shall go
over to Deerfleld. You know he's
wanted me to come for months."
He turned to her suddenly. "I>—n
it, Flo, I don't want you to go to Deer-
fleld! He's a beast! I can't bear to
think of his ordering you round."
"Oh, that doesn't matter, now. The
only thing I'm afraid of, Mr. Bonlstelle
—well, never mind."
"What?"
"Oh, well, nothing; only—I'm so
afraid that when you get your money
you won't ever do anything more.
You're so lazy you need to be poked
all the time. Do you think Mrs. Royal-
ton, or Carolyn Dallys, or Rosamund
will care a snap foi' your art, or for
your talent, or anything but your
money?"
He went over to her and patted her
on the back affectionately. "Say. Flo.
I believe you do like me. after all.
Don't you worry, little girl. I'll pull
through all right. You see, when Rosa-
mund Is my wife—" Again the tele-
phone bell rang
"Hello!" he shouted, and then again,
more gently. "Oh, hello! ... Oh. yes.
the phone was busy; someone JuBt
rang me up . . too bad. Oh, nothing
important . . . What is It? . . . Yes?
. . What, not really? . . Why. I'm
tickled to death. Carolyn, of course—
but_well. why—why. don't you see.
it's so sudden, you know, and—well, I
hadn't expected to hear from you do
soon You see I had no idea—what is
it? . . . Oh. don't say that, please! . . .
I'm perfectly delighted—it takes my
breath away, that's all . . . Why, yes.
No. only I was Just going out Really
I have got to hurry . .. Well, all right,
then Yes. good-by ... No. good-by!"
He hung up the receiver and whirled
to Flodle "Did you get that, Flo? Car-
olyn Dallys! She's accepted me. too.
What the devil am I going to do."
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg! Another call. Hall
picked up the telephone grimly. "Rena,
I'll bet a thousand dollars!" he whls
pered. "Hello! Yes. yeB, yes. who i
it, for heaven's sake? Oh! Oh, hello,
Rena! What's that? Confound this
phone! Speak louder, can't you?"
He covered the mouthpiece and
scowled at Flodle as he listened.
Rena's saying 'yes!
he announced.
Then, into the telephone he cried an-
grily, "I can't get a word you say!
Poor little who? No, It's no use Ob.
yes. I get that—yes! Fine! No. I'm
horribly busy, anyway. Call up later.
All right, then. I understand. To-
night!"
Bang went the receiver on the hook.
"Well, I've settled her for a while, any-
way! Then he rose. "Say. for heav-
en's sake, what's happened to all those
three women all of a sudden? Why
couldn't they say yes this morning,
when I asked them? Lord. It takes a
woman to make trouble, every time. I
guess I'm in for It, now, anyway, and
there's millions in it, Flodie!" He
looked at hls^watch again. "Gee!
half-past three already. Only—let's
see—nine—no, eight hours and a half
Lord. I've got to chase!" He put on
his hat.
"Mr. Bonlstelle!" Flodie rose and
put her hand down the neck of her
blouse. "I think I ought to give this
back to you—now!" She drew forth a
little gold locket, unclasped the chain
and handed it to him.
He looked at her In surprise. "Lord,
I should think you were going to com-
mit suicide or something rash. Flo.
Don't be so silly! Imagine your being
sentimental!" He refused to accept
the token.
"But your wife might object, Mr.
Bonistelle!"
"For heaven's sake, let her object,
then!" he exclaimed "Don't be a fool!
Why, I gave you that as a friend, that'9
all, didn't I? No one could possibly
misinterpret that. You know there's
never been any nonsense between us,
Flo; we're Just pals, aren't we?"
Flodle turned away and sat down
hopelessly. "Yes; Just good pals. No
nonsense whatever." She smiled wanly
"Funny thing, too, when you come to
think of It, iBn't It?"
"Why?" She looked up. startled.
"Oh, I don't know—here all day
alone, working together, and all that
sort of thing—it's a wonder we never
fell In love or anything, Isn't it? Pro-
pinquity, you know—supposed to be
dangerous."
Flodie looked up, frightened, and
clutched her heart. Hall was gazing
out the window listlessly. She saw his
face in profile; and, as she watched It,
it changed. From a light carelessness
the look on his countenance grew more
and mora intense till he fairly
frowneo. Sudden?y he turned to her
with an exclamation that made her
Jump
"Flodie!" he beamed on her, now,
strangely illuminated from his inner
ihought.
"What. Mr. Bonistelle?" Flodle
knew well enough what was coming.
"By Jove, I've got it!" He pounded
his fist. "It's the solution of the whole
problem. Hooray!" He walked over
to her, and shook his finger. "Flodie,
d'you know whom I'm going to marry?
You!"
She Jumped up as if he had struck
her, and retreated a few Bteps, almost
in fear. Manlike, he had uncon-
sciously done the wrong thing at Just
the right time. He had struck her
secret sorrow, and the pain was, for
the moment, unbearable. Flodle cow
cred, shrinking away from him, star
lng, unable to speak a word.
He followed her up with all his ego-
ism. "Why, see here, Flo!" he ex-
claimed. "It's all as simple as day-
light. Why in the world didn't I think
of it before? Here we are bully good
pals—get along fine, don't we?—never
had a single quarrel. You're right;
you're the only one that does care
enough for me to make me work and
keep me up to my best 1 believe you
could actually make something of me.
Flodie. I'm going to make you a lady
of leisure! Say, Flodie. I'm going to
kiss you! For the first time, too!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Successful Crops and Big Yields
Help the Railway.
The remarkable fields that are re-
ported of the wheat crop of Western
Canada for 1915 bear out the esti-
mate of an average yield over the
three western provinces of upward of
25 bushels per acre. There is no
portion of that great west of 24,000
square miles in which the crop was
not good and the yields abundant. An
American farmer who was induced to
place under cultivation land that he
had been holding for five years for
speculative purposes and higher
prices, says that he made the price of
the land out of this year s crop of
oats. No doubt, others, too, who took
the advice of the Department of tho
Interior to cultivate the unoccupied
land, have done as well.
Bu^ the story of the great crop that
Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta
produced this year is best told in the
language of the railways in the added
cars that it has been necessary to
place in commission, the extra trains
required to be run, the increased ton-
nage of the grain steamers.
It is found that railway earnings
continue to improve.
The C.T. R. earnings for the second
week of October showed an increase
of $762,000 over last year, the total
being only $310,000 below the gross
earnings of the corresponding week
of 1913, when the Western wheat crop
made a new record for that date. The
Increase in C. P. R. earnings for the
corresponding week of that year was
only $351,000, or less than half of the
Increase reported this year. The
grain movement in the West within
the past two weeks has taxed the re-
sources of the Canadian roads as
never before, despite their increased
facilities. The C. P. R. is handling 2,000
cars per day, a new record. The
G. T. R. and the C. N. R. are also mak-
ing new Bhipment records. The other
day the W. Grant Morden, of the Can-
ada Steamships Company, the largest
freighter of the Canadian fleet on the
Upper Lakes, brought down a cargo of
476,315 bushels, a new record for
Canadian shipping. Records are "go-
ing by the board" In all directions this
fall, due to Canada's record crop. Tho
largest Canadian wheat movement
through the port of New York ever
known is reported for the period up
to October 15th, when since shipments
of the new crop began in August,
4,265,791 bushels have been reloaded
for England, France and Italy. This
Is over half as much as was shipped
of American wheat from the same port
In the same period. And, be it remem-
bered, Montreal, not New York, is the
main export gateway for Canadian
wheat. New York gets the overflow
In competition with Montreal.—Ad-
vertisement.
SURELY A MEAN REJOINDER
Seems to Prove Truth of Assertion
That "We Keep for Our Own the
Sharpest Tone"
The talk topic in the lobby of a ho- (
tel the other evening turned to the !
mean things occasionally remarked by |
hubby, when this Incident waB re-
called by Winston Churchill, the au-
thor.
Somctimo ago a party named Brown
Mat In the living room of his bungalow
pulling away on a Kentuckv meer-
schaum and reading the evening pa-
per Near by little wlfey was Jug-
gling an embroidery needle.
"Here Is another evidence of It,
Mary." remarked the old man, glanc-
ing up from his paper. "If a man
uteuls. no matter what It Is, ho will
rngrt*t It."
"During our courtship, Johu," re
Hectiv.ly rejoined little wlfey, "you
u«*d to steal kisses from me quite of-
ten."
Well." HS the brutal rejoinder of
iIn* mean husband, "you heard what I
Kiiiil" I iilladelphla Telegraph,
Lamp-Trimmer's Signal.
Arc-lamp trimmers frequently find
It difficult to lower the arc lamp on a
busy street without danger of having
the lamp crashed Into by passing
vehicles. A man in Minneapolis has
devised a Blgnal consisting of a tripod
with two white signal wings on which
red circles are painted This the
lamp trimmer places cn th« street
under his lamp, and then he may
lower the lamp without fear cf a
collision
Inducing Hypnotic State.
According to Mangold, the hypnotic
condition Is Induced In man by sug-
gestion or psychical inhibition, but in
both cases sensatory stimuli may as-
sist. These stimuli may bo optic 'fix-
ing the gaze on some object), or tac-
tile (stroking the skin), or otherwise
Sometimes an absence of wonted
stimuli may induce the state, as in the
case of absolute sileuce.
Faahlon Forced on Women.
In the reign of Philip 1*1 of France
women were forced to wear veils in
obedience to ecclesiastical decree.
not a hero to his father
Michael O'Leary, Sr., Thought That
His 8on Might Have Done More
Than He Did.
No man is a hero to his own valet.
That Is proverbial la any man a hero
to his own father? Maybe that de-
pends ou clrcuniBtances. The British
hero of the hour is the irishmau, Mi-
chael O'Leary, who won the Victoria
cross by bayoneting eight Germans
As many articles and poems have been
written about his deed as were writ-
ten In the United States at the time of
the destruction of the Maine abcut the
man who coolly reported to Captain
Slgsbee that the "ship has been blown
up and Is sinking." Now a recruiting
poster has made Its appearance Un-
der a fanciful plcturo of O'l.eary slay
lng the eight Germans, Ib the admoni-
tion: "Follow the example of Michael
O Leary. V C.. and Join an Irish regl
ment today "
But It appears that Daniel O'Leary.
Michael's father, is almost diaap-
pointed In bia son. Accordlug to a
correspondent the sire of the Victoria
cross hero was Interviewed and asked
If he was surprlsod at his son s brav
ery. He replied:
"I am surprised be didn't do more
I often laid out twenty men myself
with a stick coming from Macroon
fair, and it Is a bad trial of Mick thai
he could kill only eight, and he having
a rifle and bayonet."
Thus tho rising generation standh
rebuked.
The Possibilities.
"The scientists are now trying hu-
man problems on rats."
"That may lead to cat-astrophies."
Dr. Pierce's Pellets are best for hver,
bowel9 and stomach. One little Pellet for
a laxative—three for a cathartic.—Adv.
Only fools mortage their opportuni-
ties.
Serving In Tennis.
Tennis is no game for a lackadalsi
cal person.
A girl who attempts to serve th'
first time she holds a racket am
worto all afternoon trying to get on'
ball In the right place la not likely ti
become enthusiastic over tennis
Emphasis should be placed on th
position of the feet, with the left fo<
in front, outside the court For gene
al use a sort of chop with a downwar
pull of the racket, atarted a tlttl
above the head, training for accurui
| rather than for severity, la advised -
I Outing.
Rest Those Worn Nerves
"Every
Picturt
Tills a
Story'•
Don't give up. When you feel ull
unstrung; when family cares seem too
hard to bear, and backache, dizzy head,
aches, queer pains and irregular action
of the kidneys and bladder may mystify
you, remember that such troubles often
come from weak kidneys and it may be
that you #nly need Doan's Kidney Pills
to make you well. When the kidneys
are weak there's danger of dropsy,
travel and Bright's disease. Don't de
ly. Start using Doan's now.
DOAN'S kpilnl!y
50* at nil Stores
Fnaler-Mllburn Co.Props. Buffalo,N.Y.
tor old and young
Tutt'c l.lverPlll* acta* kindly on the child,
the ilrlkatc (ruuile or Infirm old age, as upon
t''" vhrorou* man.
Tuffs Pills
ftvr tone and *tren(th to the weak •toaiUfc.
bowrl*, kidney* and bladder. i—
V. N. U„ Oklahoma City, No. 48-191*
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