The Messenger. (Drummond, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 20, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 8, 1909 Page: 2 of 8
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THE MESSENGER.
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D. E- Messenger, Pub.
DRUMMOND,
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Isn't it about time for the
Russians to ft.ow them—I v* :
There are siill some people who
won't boost if they can t knock-
Civilization has still a great work to
do in Asiatic Turkey
Good fellows uo not aiways prove
the best j':c- -
Let us iTlZtUi d^arm the bad man
who carries a hip-pocket g in.
The husband s qi
you get tbat bat?
Why did
The fatal gift of beamy is not hurt-
ing the n^-w sultan.
The angel of peat«: is in a constant
state of apprehension in Turkey
I>et us hope
given the impe
that peace ba3 bet-n
as it deserves.
That villain of a tsetse fly
our common fly look like a household
pet.
When women get the ballot will
they expect trading stamps to go along
with it? ___
In the far east it's a wise country
that knows what revolution it is the
father of. _
London s taxicab charge is" 16 cents
a mile. With us it's apt to be what
the taxicabby thinks we've got.
Now that the United States has
shown the world its new navy, it can
afford to advocate peace .
Some of the" British papers are talk-
ing longingly of an American alli-
ance. They do not know America.
Women worry too much, claims a
woman physician. How much is just
enough?
Delaware reports the peach crop de-
stroyed again, but the milliners report
that the demand for peach baskets is
as active as ever.
Some facts are coming to light
that indicate the interior of China to
be less barbarous and benighted than
generally represented.
The appearance of the prince of
Wales as a contestant for the Ameri-
ca's cup would possibly leave Sir
Thomas IJpton without occupation
Motoritis may not be classified
among the diseases to which human
ity is subject, but it is raging as much
as the orthodox one and is quite as
fatal as any.
Atlantic City insists that the ar-
tists who model beach sand into stat-
ues of Venus shall hereafter drape
their productions. A Venus rising from
the sea foam with clothes on would
have made Praxiteles go and jump off
the dock.
Automobiles are a necessity of mod
em life, and their general use ought
to be encouraged, but there is no rea-
son why they should not be used with
due regard to the rights of nonusers,
who are an overwhelming majority of
the public. Those who have at heart
the progress of automobiling as an in-
dustry, a sport or a means of trans-
portation will find it to their interest
to suppress the many reckless driv-
era who bring their own occupation
into disrepute.
The athletic girl and the baseball
bat make a combination which, like
the great American game itself, is
hard to beat. A burglar out in Seat-
tle Wash., found that out. While en-
gaged in the interesting occupation of
burgling the home of a resident of
that city he encountered the girl and ^
the big stick. The result was the i
knocking out of the burglar, who j
dropped several thousand dollars <
worth of plunder and was glad to es- j
cape without broken bones.
An interesting outcome of Li Sum
Ling's visit to Pekln is the formation
of a China American Friends associa-
tion. The modern tendencies of the
Celestial empire are illustrated by the
fact that this movement was the cul-
mination of a banquet given to the
Hongkong newspaper proprietor by
• leading Chinese journalists." They,
with many officials, listened with ap-
preciation to the story of their guest's
experiences in the United States, and
toasted President Taft as a warm
friend of their country
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President Northrop ot the Univer-
sity of Minnesota probably would not
feel qualified to enter a Marathon
race. But he has shown himself pos-
sessed of good qualities as a sprinter,
even at 68 years of age. He saw two
students smoking on the campus, and
as that was against the rules the
president started toward the yyung
men to admonish them. The offend
era took to their heels, and the pres-
ident took after them. What war.
more he caught them, and gave St to
them" good and proper.
CHAPTER I.—Continued.
Shortly after his determination to
tell Kate half a truth, Carrington left
the office and made an early train into .
New Jersey. All the way over to the j
Cavenaugh station he was restless and
uneasy. The fatal papers still reposed
in his pocket. He had not dtired to
leave them in the office safe; his part-
ner who had had no hand in the in-
vestigation. might stumble across
them, and that was the last thing in
I the world he desired, lie knew not
i-xactlv what to do with them; for
I they burned like fire in his pocket,
i uid seemed to scorch his fingers
j whenever he touched them to learn
If they were still there. A thousand
and oil" absurd'suppositions assailed
him Supposing, for Instance, there
should be a wreck; supposing he
! should be robbed; supposing he should
leave his vest on the links; and so
! forth and so forth. It was very de-
pressing. If only he stood in the open,
unhandicapped; if only he might
throw the gauntlet at Cavenaugh s
feet the moment they met!
Ah, if he had only attended to his
awn affairs! But he hadn't; and his
InquisitlvenesB had plunged him into
a Chinese tangle from which there
„eem.-d to be no exit. But there was
an it only, if at that moment Cas-
| sandra had whispered the secret Into
iliis ear. it would have appealed to him
Us the most improbable thing under
'the sun However, there are no trust-
worthy Ca:. andras these sordid days;
i <- ink!<• look into the future costs a
i dollar; and as for Greek choruses.,
| they trundle push-carts on the East
Me had broken bread and eaten salt
at cav -naugh's table and now It was
decreed that he must betray him. It i
was not a pleasant thought. And still j
le >s pleasant was the thought of tell- j
ing Kate (in a roundabout fashion
it is true) that her father was not an
honest man. According to financial
ethics, what Cavenaugh did was sim
plv keen business instinct; nothing
more. If you or l should h :• pen tc
bend an odd cornice of th~ majestic
pillar of law we'd be haled oft to the
county jail forthwith; bat if w*
possessed the skill to smash the whoh
fabric, or, rather, to continue the met
aphor, the whole pillar, the greai
| world would sit up and admire us
What are old laws for, anyhow? Buil<
I vou never so wisely your law, then
i will always be some one to comc
iilong and tack on a nice little amend
ment, subtly undoing in a momen
what it took years of labor to accom
plish. In this instance Cavenaugh ha-
been careless; he had forgotten to in
troduce his amendment. An infinites
imal grain of sand will stop the bes
regulated clock. The infallible invan
ably die on the heels of their firs
victory.
On leaving the train, Carrington es
pied the Cavenaugh station carriage
The coachman was talking to a 111 ti.
wiry old man. whose gray eyes twin
kled and whose complexion was mot
tied and withered like a wind-fall ap
pie. Seeing Carrington draw nigh
the coachman touched his hat re
onectfully, while the little old man
who was rather shabbily dressed
stepped quickly around the corner o,
thp platform. Evidently he did not
wi«h to be Inspected at close range
Carrington threw his suit-case and
golf-bag into the carriage, and fol
lowed them. Thereupon the coach
man touched the horses lightly, ant.
they started westward at a brisk trot.
• Who's your friend?" asked Carring
ton who. though never familiar, was
always friendly toward his inferiors.
"He's no friend of mine, sir," an
swered the coachman, with well-bred
contr rnpt "Miss Cavenaugh directed
me to drive you straight to the club
sir."
•Very well." replied Carrington.
j lighting a cigar aud settling back
j among the cushions.
immediately he forgot all about the
^ibbfWSSTiSd-began to tnven^
torv his troubles. He must hide the,
papers somewhere. All the evidence
£bad. together with the names of.
the witnesses, was on his Perso® | °
in making the whole he had prudently I
destroyed the numerous scraps^ "
this document fell into alien.hands
the trouble would double itself.
puffed quickly, and the heat of the
cigar put a sma ' on his tongue.
had nothing to do but wait.
On the steps of the clubs porte
cochere he was greeted by Miss Cav
enaugh. who was simply and tasteful-
ly dressed in white. If there was a
sudden cardiac disturbance in Car-
rington's breast, the girl's tender
beauty certainly just fled " The
fresh color on her cheeks and lips, the
shining black hair that arched a white
forehead, the darkly fringed blue eves
the slender, rounded figure, the small
feet and shapely hands, all combined
to produce a picture of feminine love
liness warranted to charm any mascu
line eve. Let the curious question
Cavenaugh's antecedents, if they
were so inclined, thought Carrington;
here was abundant evidence of what a
certain old poet called the splendid
corpuscle of aristocracy.
Her sister went by the sonorous
name of Norah. She was 17, a bit of
a tomboy, but of the same build and
elegant 'carriage that distinguished
Kate from ordinary mortals; only
Norah's eyes were hazel-tinted and
her hair was that warm brown of the
heart of a chestnut bur. She was of
merry temperament, quick to like or
to dislike, and. like her sister, loyal
to those she loved. Both girls pos-
sessed that uncommon gift in women
the perfect sense of justice. You
never heard them gossiping about any-
body; and when a veranda conversa
tion drifted toward scandal, the Cav-
enaugh girls invariably drifted to-
ward the farther end of the veranda.
All the men admired them; they were
such good fellows.
The mother of the girls was, as
have remarked, good-natured and ami
able, inclined toward stoutness, and
a willing listener to all that was going
on. She considered it her bounden
duty to keep informed regarding the
doings of her intimate friends, but
with total lack of malice. At this mo-
ment she occupied her favorite corner
on the club veranda, and was en-
gaged in animated tittle-tattle. She
nodded and smiled at Carrington.
Norah was playing tennis. She
waved her racket at the new arrival
Carrington was her beau-ideal.
He hurried into the dressing room
and shortly returned in his golf flan-
nels. He was a sturdy chap, not at all
handsome, but possessing a counten-
ance full of strong lines. He Inspired
your trust and confidence, which isi raj
better than inspiring your admiration.
•I am not going to play to-day,
said Kate, "so 111 follow over the
course and watch you play. I haven t
seen you for a whole week; and I
:an't talk and play, too," smiling-
"Forward, then!" cried Carrington.
beckoning to his caddy.
He played a nervous, fidgety game
that afternoon. Every time he teed
his ball the document spoke from his
oocket with an ominous crackle. There
was not one brilliant stroke to his
credit. This puzzled the girl, for only
the previous week he had been run
ler-up in the annual tournament for
-rack amateurs. He made the ninth
hole indifferently, then turned to the
;irl, smiling whimsically.
• You are not playing up to your
form to-day. John." she observed.
•I admit it," he replied, tossing his
"lub to the caddy, who, well versed
n worldly affairs, serenely shouldered
he bag and made off toward the club
house. "My heart Isn't in the game
Kate The fact is, I'm in a peck of
trouble." He determined to tell her
at once. There might not be another
>pportunity like this.
•Why, John!" renroach fully. j
"Oh it came only yesterday. 1
haven't been hiding it. I'm in a kind
:>f pocket, and can't exactly see my
way out. I want your advice; and you
nust be the jury and judge rolled into
They were standing on a hill, and
far away they could see the pale line
vhere the shimmering summer sea
net the turquoise bowl of heaven.
•Tell me what your difficulty is,
Tohn, and I will judge it the best I
know how."
He never knew what 8l®£®
beautiful name John was till it fell
from the lips of this girl. Many called
him Jack; but only his mother and
this girl called him John. He mo-
tioned toward the sandbox, and the}
sat down. The other players were
well scattered about, out of hearing-
He made out his case skillfully
,nou*h. giving his plaintiff andI de
fendant fictitious names. The thing
grew so real to htm, as he went on
that toward the end he rose to the
dramatics. The girl listened, but with
never a glance at hin Rather hei
gaze roved over the dancing gray wa
ters and followed the lonely white sail
that stood out to sea. And when he
reached the climax, silence of some
duration fell upon them.
"Should this man be punished, he
asked at length.
"He is guilty; he has broken two
laws, the civic and human. Oh, the
^r^oplir"pSfbetI^riy. "They are
EErTp« : tbe -oil b~r ^
ihP iackal thev are robbed, beat
Tin. «
not knowing how to fight- T
rest a man for his poverty, bey ap-
plaud him for his greed. It is all
Ve?heWrsaU8'fell under tbe shadow of
a cloud, and they both ™tched it
tui.r
it not—is it not my father, John.
CHAPTER II.
Carrington faced her swiftly. He
had not expected this. There was
something in her handsome eyes that
barred the way to subterfuge. The
lie died unspoken, and he dropped hi
gaze and began to dig up the turf with
tbe toe of his shoe.
"Is it my father, John?" %
• Yes Oh. Kate,' with a despairing
gesture, "I'm the most miserable fel-
low alive! To think that this should
fall into my hands, of all hands In the
W'"Perhaps it is better so," quietly. (
"Nothing is without purpose. It
might have come to test your honest}.
But you are sure, John; it is not
guesswork ?"
"All the evidence is in my pocket.
Sav the word, and the wind shall car-
ry It down to the sea. Say the word,
heart o' mine!"
He made a quick movement toward
his pocket, but she caught his arm.
••Do nothing foolish or hasty, John.
Tearing up the evidence would not
undo what is done. Sooner or later
murder will out. If my father is culp-
able, if in his thoughtless greed for
money he has robbed the poor he
must be made to restore what he has
taken. I know my father; what he has
done appears perfectly legitimate to
him. Can he be put in prison •
"It all depends upon how well he
defends himself," evasively.
She went on. "I have been dreading
something like this; so it is no great
surprise to me. He is money-mad.
money-mad ; and he hears, sees, thinks
nothing but money. But it hurts. N
John; I am a proud woman. My
grandfather—" Her lips shut sudden-
ly "Money!" with a passionate wave
of the hand. "How I hate the name
of it the sound of it, the thought of it.
I love my father," with a defiant
pride; "he has always been tender
and kind to me; and I should not be
of his flesh and blood had I not the
desire to shield and protect him."
"The remedy is simple and close at
hand," suggested Carrington. gently.
"Simple, but worthy of neither of
us I abhor anything that is not whol-
ly honest. It is one of those strange
freaks of nature (who holds herself
accountable to no one) to give to me
honesty that is the sum total of what
should have been evenly distributed
among my ancestors. If I were to Itell
all I know, all I have kept locked
my heart—"
••Don't do it, girl; it wouldn t matter
in the least, fou are you; and that
is all there it to love. Why, I could
not love you less if your great-great-
grandfather was a pirate," lightly.
"Love asks no questions; and ances-
tors worry me not at all; they are all
comfortably dead."
"Not always. But if my perception
of honor were less keen, I should
laugh at what you call your evidence." s
"Laugh?"
"Yes, indeed. I very well under-
stand the tremendous power of
money."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
STICK TO THE SIMPLE LIFE.
Unfortunate French Couple Resolute
in Refusing Charity.
Simple life is being practiced with
a vengeance by a laborer and his fam-
ily at Montgerou, near Corbell. The
workman and his wife had hitherto
been known as an industrious and
thrifty couple, but they nevertheless
found it difficult to make both ends
meet, having to supoprt six small chil-
dren, and a seventh being expected.
The climax came when they were un-
able to pay their rent in October, and
were evicted from the little flat which
they had occupied because the hus-
band had been out of work for some
time, and could find no new occupa-
tion. He gathered up his few belong-
ings and took up quarters for himself
and his family under the arches of a
railway bridge where he decided for
the rest of his life to defy the state
and modern civilization, which, he ar-
gued had treated him, an honest
man' so cruelly. The mayors of two
adjoining localities went to see the
family and offered to find free lodg-
ings for them, but the workman and
his wife refused. They met certain
charitable persons of the neighbor-
hood, who offered them money, food
and clothing, in the same way. "Keep
your money." they said, "w-e will not
accept anything." A seventh child has
been born, and still the strange couple
refuse all aid. Their case has been
brought to the notice of the Prefec-
ture of the department, and nothing
less is spoken of than enforcing char-
ity with energetic measures.—Londou
Daily Telegraph.
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