McAlester Weekly Tribune (McAlester, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 2, 1913 Page: 3 of 10
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BoI>«t* Cameron, cap) to 11*' •••wmults
Phillip Clyde. n#«r*pu|HT publlMli"i. •
Kardinic anonymous threiucnliiK lell T* ti®
n* received The flrnf promts •« « *< nplc
of the wrltT'i power « n a «erlaln iliy
On «hi4t day the ln-.ul Ih mysi-riuufly cut
from a portrait of Cameron while t lat-
tor ** In the rwrn Clyde has h th*M ry
Vhaf tha portruli wan mutilated while the
rootf) waa unoccupied and |iw haad la tec
removed by meamt of a string. unnnti< d
by i atm run. KvHyn Orayaon. Cameron"n
niece, with whom Clyde In In love. Ilndi
the head of Camen<n'ii portrait nulled t«
a tire, where it waa hud l een lined i%* a
turaet. Clyd. ptedKfN Kvelyn t«> ■eerecjr.
Clyde learns that a Chinese hoy emplo>ed
hy Phlletus Murphy, au artist llv in*
oe^rhy. had borrowed a rlfl«- from Cam-
eron's I.>d<i«k«-iH*r Clyde make* iin «•*-
to rail on Murphy and In reptlla-'d
lie pretends to l e Investlgstlng slw*K *l
IjifrnrtlonN of the aame laws and speaks
of nndlng the IhiwI of an opium pip* «n-
det the tree wb*r i Cameron'* port rail
Wfis found. Tim Chinese boy Ik found
dead ne*t morning While vl*ltln< Cam-
eron In hla dreffninc room a Nell CJwynne
mirror I* mysteriously shattered. Cameron
becomes serlnuslv 111 aa a reault of the
shock. The third letter appears mysteri-
ously on Cameron'a «i« k bed. It inakea
direct thr<-ata atratn t the life of Cameron.
Clyde telle Cameron the envelope waa
empty lie tella Kvelyn everything and
plana to take Cameron on a yacht trip
CHAPTER VIII.
Somewhere- East of Nantucket.
Tho Sibylla under stress of her
powerful turbines was raelnx easily,
reeling off her thirty koota with no
seeming effort and scarcely a percep-
tible vibration. There had been a
stiff brecie durluk ihe night, hut It
had died down at sunrise, and now, at
noon, the sea was calm as the bosom
of a nun. The sun biased on the
yacht's polished brasses. Intensifying
the snowy whiteness of her filossy
paint, and turning to Jewelled show-
era the spray which fell away from
her sharp prow aud c aressed her long,
sleek sides. It was wonderful wealher
for late Octobcr. On the nineteenth
the temperature had risen to ninety
In New York, breaking all records
for that date; and now, two days
later, here at the meeting of sound
and ocean, with Point Judith Just
coming Into view over our port bow,
and Block Island a blur abaft our
starboard beam, we sat, Cameron and
1, shaded by spread awnings, on the
after-deck. as though It were mld-
anmmer. For he had been convinced
by my rlghteoua untruth, after re-
peated and emphatic dinning, and had
dally gmwn stronger; readily agree-
*'*31 at lenjr'k to a crulao along the
critfr.#* JU* liar Harbor as objective.
-That la preclael.v what I had the
ftlbylla built for," he told me. when
my auggestlon found acceptance.
"Did you ever notice the Inscription
on the brass tablet over the fireplace
In the aaloon? No? Well, It's tills:
Sibylla, when thou seest me faynte,
address thyselfe the gyde of my com-
plmynte.'
"I found It In an old book, published
In 1563, a poetic induction to 'The
Mirror of Magistrates,' written by
Tbomaa Sackville. You can fancy
bow my application distorts the orlg-
4*Sit Intention; but Sackville isn't
likely ta^uble ire over lt.M
I repeat this explanation now main-
ly to Indicate the improved temper of
the speaker. His mind was placid
onoe again, and with this recovered
placidity had come a return of hla
quiet humor. For my own psrt I
was not altogether happy. My de-
light over ray friend's recovery, and
Evelyn's pleasure thereat, was cur-
dled by aelf reproach regarding the
Instrument 1 had employed to bring
1t about. A He Is to me a most con-
temptible sgent, and to make use of
one has been always sbhorrent. Tn
this Instance I hsd salved my con-
science In a measure with the old ex-
cuse that the end Justified the means,
but It was only In s measure, and 1
was far from being as happy as 1
pretended.
Moreover. I could not rid myself of
an uneasiness—a misery. Indeed. In
which I waa now without company-
concerning the day and Its menac t. I
say "without company," for Camer-
on, of course, hsd quite dismissed the
subject, and Evelyn, who previously
wsa greatly perturbed, hsd seemed to
put away all apprehension directly
she saw us safe aboard the yacht
There had been some talk of her ac-
companying us. but without signify-
ing my real reason, I had managed
to dissuade her.
For my disquietude there was cer-
tainly no logical ground I hsd tak-
en the precaution of having the
Rlbylls searched from masthead to
keelson before sslllng. The coal waa
examined as carefully as that of a bat-
tleship In time of war; every locker
and cupboard waa Inspected; even the
ventilators were metaphorically turn-
ed Inside out and the record of ev-
ery ran ot the crew waa looked Into
with vigorous scrutiny. So I cou!d see
co loophole unguarded But the past
waa an argument which net logic at
naught. If such things could be as
that which bad happened a month ago
tn Cameron's dressing room, how
Much farther might the Inexplicable
carry? Of what use were precaa-
tfons against an enemy who with ap-
parent eaae cataly defied all natural
JawsT
All the moralag aiy thoughts bad
been running In this line. Foolish
thoughts they must seem to one who
reads of them; worthy only to be
eluded with tho idle, superstitious
fears of young girls and old women,
an I Impossible to a well bulanct d.
clear-headed man of '.wenty-nlne. It
may he that I was uot well-balanced
aud clear-headed. And yet the se-
quel Mould tend rather to a contrary
conclusion.
Cnn.eroii wes still reading the ller
aid, and I sat with a mitr of btnocu
lurs at my eyes sweeping the waters
for the (railing *mc>ke of a liner or
some object of lesser Interest
Pref*ntly the silence waa broken
by my companion
"I see," he begun. dt' ; '•** the pa-
per to his kucea. that Ch s really
Id earnest In ber anil" a cam
paigu. Two Peking f tve died
from ibe effects of ti*. ty break
lug of the habit. * en do not die In
Ihe attempt to obey mere paper re
forms. The Chinese are a wonderful
old people. CJ de."
I lowered my glasses, all at once In-
terested.
"You've been in China?" I asked.
"No, 1 haven't," was his answer.
"I've always tmant to go; hut when
I waa neareat, ill news drew me home;
und so 1 never got «loner than Yoko-
hama on one side, and Srinugar, In
Kashmir, on the other."
"You've seen something of them In
this country, I suppose?"
"No. very little. I attended a din
tier once at which LI Hung Chang was
the guest of honor; and I've eaten
chop suey in cne of those Chinese
catlnj; palaces they have in Chicago.
That's about the extent of my person-
al Chinese experience. Hut I have
always been interested In the country
and its people. 1 have teud about
everything thai has been published
on the subject. Hy the way, did they
ever find out who killed thut boy of
Murphy's?"
"Not yet," 1 answered. "They've
had some of his own kind under sur-
veillance, but no more arrests have
been made."
"Murphy was released?"
"Yes."
He took up his paper again and
onoe more 1 applied myself to sea-
gsxlng.
Fsr away to the northeast I made
out what appeared to me to be a sea
frolng tug or pilot boat, steaming, I
thought, with rather unuaual speed for
a vessel of her class. It was not
much of a discovery, but the waters
had been very barren that morning,
especially for the ISst two hours, and
Insignificant as this object was 1 felt
In a manner rewarded for my vigil.
Ilnlf an hour later ahe had sllpiwd
out of sight and I was busy In an ef-
fort to pick her up again, when a cry
from the lookout forward directed my
attention to a floating speck possibly
two miles or tnor? dead ahead, and
not more than a point off our course.
"Come," 1 ssld to Cameron, "let's
go up*on the bridge and have a look!"
"And have our trouble for our
pains?" he returned. Incredulously.
"It's probably some bit of wreckage,
a box or a cask."
"Very well," 1 agreed, starting off
alone. "Even a box or a cask Is worth
while ss a variation "
When on nearer approach the drift-
ing object proved to be a fisherman s
dory, with a man, either dead or .un-
conscious, plklnly discernible In the
bottom, I should hardly have been hu-
man had 1 not experienced a degree
of satisfaction over Cameron's failure
as a prophet. That, however, waa ihe
least abiding of my sensations. In sn
instant it had given way to anxiety
concerning tho boat'a occupant and
interest In the business-like manner
In which MacLeod, the atocky young
executive officer ol the Sibylla, was
preparing to pick up our find.
The engine room had been signaled
half-speed ahead, and already a sailor
with a coll of rope In hand was sta-
tioned at the forward gangway. I
have frequently seeu river pilots make
landings that were marvels of clever
calculation, but I never saw any steer-
ing more accurately gauged than that
by which MacLeod, here in the open
sea, with the precarious swell and
surge of ocean to combat, broughl the
yacht gliding within a bare three
Inches of the rolling dory's bow
I was leaning over the rail as we
came thus upon the castswsy, snd
saw clearly enough for Just a moment
the huddled creature In oilskins, silent
and motionless In the stern, with
closed eyes and wet, dark hair mat-
ted upon his forehead. Then a sailor,
dropping lightly Into the boat, shut
oft my view for s little. There war
a whir of flung line; sn exchauge of
quick-spoken, Snd to me unintelligible,
words between the sailor In the dory
snd a sailor standing beside me on
the yacht's deck; and then, the line
was tsut snd straining, and the dory,
which hsd sheered off sstern, was be-
ing bronght up slowly alongside.
I resitted for the first tine
thstour engines hsd stopped sad that,
save for the roll, we were almost sta-
tionary
They were lining the fishermen
aboard when i nmeroii. at length
aroused by the unusual, strolled for
ward and Joined me.
"There's your bit of vi reckage," I ob-
served, smiling
"Poor devil!" he exclslmed. sym-
pathetically. He seems more dead
than alive
"He's breathing, sir," announced
llrandon, the first officer, "aud not
much more. We'll lake him below,
and see what can Ik* doue for him,
air."
He appeared to be about forty years
of age, a somewhat shrunken, weath-
er loaten creature, with face deeply
lined and half hidden behind possibly
a week's .. i *th of dark beard. 'A Is
not easy .o >d a n:an with his eyes
dosed, nut I was far from prepos-
sessed by what of thla fellow's fea-
tures was on view. Ordinarily !
should have given him acunt heed, but
today was no ordinary day, and my
shapicioiis were superaellve. Even the
most trivial occurrences took on slg
nlflcanc And this waa not a trivial
occurrence. Certainly It was not
usual. Fishermen blown to sea in
storm* And overcome by exposure,
hung«r and thirst were common
enough, perhapa, hut within the past
week there had been no storm; the
weather had been as ml'.d us lhat of
June, with an August day or two
thrown in. How was It possible, then,
for ibis bit of flotsam to have come
where It was and In the condition it
was?
To Cameron I gave no hint of my
reasoning hut to Captain MacLeod 1
pur the question without hesitation.
"It does seem a hit odd, Mr. Clyde,"
he returned, Judicially, "but you see
his mast aud tall had gone by the
board aud his oars. too. It looks '.o
me, sir, as if he'd been run down, may-
be, and nigh swan.ped. Ol course we
can't tell till he gets his senses and
lets us know."
Though this put the matter In a
new light. It did not hy any means re-
lieve my anxiety; and I asked Mac-
Leod to have a sharp watch kept on
the fellow, adding that I would come
to him later for anything he might
learn. 1 took cure, too, to caution him
to make no mention of the affair In
the prescnoe of Cameron. f
It was not until after dinner that
evening that I found opportunity again
to question the captain. I came upon
him In his stateroom, a comfortably
commodious cabin, far forward on the
upper deck. On his table was spread
a chart, cci which he was bending
when 1 entered. A briarwood was
gripped llrmlv between his teeth and
the grateful odor of clean pipe smoke
greeted me as I entered.
"He's come around. Mr. Clyde." he
informed me. turning about In his
swivel chair, "and I'm Just trying to
check up some of his statements by
means of this ciiart here, and our
weather record."
"And how do they check so far?**
I asked, s little dubiously.
"Quite to a dot. sir," was his an-
swer. "There's no breskdown sny-
where, so far. According to his story,
he sailed out of Gloucester harbor on
Monday morning. Ills name's Peter
Johnson, and*he lives in Bast Glouces-
ter. He says the wind was strong from
the westward, and he made the banks
all right without mishap. Hut about
noon, the wind died, and a thick fog
came In from the northeast, chill snd
sopping, sir. He kept moving about,
and finally in th« thick of It lost his
besrlngs. It hsd clouded over snd
after a little It began to rain He
made a try for Gloucester harbor, but
must have sailed southeast Instead of
northwest. Then the night came
down, snd the fog was like a dozen
blankets, he says. His food waa gone
and most of his water, but he ssld
he'd seen worse than thst many a
time, and Just prayed for the fog to
lift snd give him a sight of the stars
And the next thing that happened wss
what I suspected, sir. He heard a
steamer's whistle He hsd his sheet
out snd was running before the wind,
and that stesmer coming upon him
out of .the fog. caught his boom, lipped
out his mast snd nearly capslsed his
dory When she righted, the steam-
er's lights were fading into (he fog
again, his boat wss half full of water
and his osrs were washed nway. Well,
air, to make a long story short. He
must hsve caught a current that car-
ried him well out beyond Cspe Cod,
and then slewed him sroutid the
southennost «nd of Nsntucket Islsnd
I questioned him shout lights snd fog
signsls. snd making due sllowsnce for
his condition, his ysrn works out pret-
ty straight. He'd been drifting sbout
for three nays when we picked him
up and was half dead of thirst snd
hunger. But he's come sround batter
thsn might be expected, snd—"
And then I Interrupted him.
"Three days without wster?" ! ques-
tioned
And without food. Yea, sir."
"Win did he tell yoa this story?*
"About six o'clock, sir."
"Could a starving man recover thai
qafekly ?**
"He might sir.* MacLeod answered
r.m Ms^eod :
"Ttie avenge healthy mm can go tea
dsys without food or drink "
"What have you done with
"He's In the sesmau's quarters, for
'srd, sir."
"See thst he's kept there. Mr. Msc-
Leod," I told him I d feel better If
you put a watch on him tonight. To
morrow we'll run In to Gloucester snd I
look up his people and friends "
"Very good, sir."
"Thank you."
I tbovgh! of having a look at Peter
Johnsou, myself, for I a as somewhat
curious fo study that face again when
It was sentient, and had eyes open,
but on second thought I decided to
wait until morning If seemed silly
to i<us|M>ct this seemingly honest but
unfortunate fisherman.
We had not been speeding so well
during the afterr.:*on; there was some
'rouble reported from the engine
room, and It waa a question whether
we had made over fifteen knots an
hour since two o'clock 1 know that
at ten o'clock that night, when the
moon w« nl dow n, we were somewhere
east of Nantucket, and directly In the
path of the transatlantic liners
The night was balmy as a night In
springtime, and Cameron a ;d I In
light overcoats sat on the after-deck,
watching tho moon slide slowly below
the dark horizon line. Our chairs were
dose together, facing Ihe lee rail; his
the farther astern. We talked of
many things. I remember. He was al-
waya interested In my work, and es-
pecially in my ambitions to make The
Week a power for national good; and,
I remember that we discussed several
projects I then had In mind for bring
lug about reform In high places. Hut
the auhject which then Interested me
most, and regarding w hich I si 111 ex
perienced a vague, unreasoning uneas-
iness he had avoided throughout the
day and evening, with what seemed
to me studied Intent.
The sudden cessation of hostilities
on the part of those whom he had
been given every reason to look upon
as liia Implacable enemies, was cer
talnly Strange enough to have Invited
endless debate: and I marveled that,
after having accepted my falsehood
as truth, he had not chosen to go over
wilh me ihe whole marvelously per-
plexing business.
His mind. I knew, was relieved by
what I had made him believe, or he
would not now he the man he was;
but despite that. It appeared to me.
It would b? most natural for him. on
this day of all clays—the twenty first
of the month—to question, st least,
my previously emphstlcally stateu
conclusions.
Thi re had been a moment of silence
between us. and these reflections were
dominant with me. as six bells, ring-
ing out musically, announced that
midnight was but an hour distant. At
that Instant, while In time to the
bell's strokes, there echoed In my
brsin the words: "Know then, thst be-
fore the morning of the eighth day
hence—" Cameron, lowering his ci-
gar, turned to me with:
"Clyde, 1 wonder If you have for
gotten what day this Is!"
I don't know why, coming st Just
that particular juncture, the question
should be more upsetting than If It
had come at some other time of dsy,
but I know It seemed so to me.
For a little space my tongue refused
Us office. There waa a lump In my
ihroal which demanded to be swal-
lowed, and I made a pretence of
coughing to bide my plight. At length
I answered, a bit lamely:
"No. I haven't forgotten It's
Wednesday, the twenty-first of Octo-
ber."
He returned his clgsr to his lips and
stroked In rllence for a full minute
Then, he said, quietly:
"It's seven dsys since thst empty
envelope came."
"Yes." 1 returned.
There wss suMher slight pause nnd
he went on:
"I have been thinking that posalbly
you were wrong about the significance
of that empty envelope. Possibly
those enigmatical persons Intended
that absence of a definite threat to
Imply the Inconceivably terrible."
Now that he had started to talk
about It, I wished thst he had contin-
ued his silence I could not under-
stand how I had convinced him be-
fore. knowing sll the while thst I wss
without truth to support me. Cer
tslnly. now, pervsded ss 1 wss with
lhat grim diaquletude. It would he
even more difficult to carry conviction
with my words.
"Whatever they Intended." I ven-
tured. yielding a fraction of a point.
"It seems to me thst they'll hsve some
difficulty In csrrylng It out. There
sre no portraits here to mutilate snd
no mirrors to smssh. For the pre*!
ous performances there must be aome
more or leas simple explanation.
Neither you nor I believe In the su-
pernatural; therefore the things that
happened at Cragholt were brought
about by natural means. s«emlngly In-
explicable aa they were. Now no nat
ural means can be brought to bear
lo perform any such legerdemain on
(his yacht. You know thsl. There's
not a man here, except thst poor old
fisherman, th* we don't know all and
everything about So, I ssy, no mst
ler whst they plsnned; this time tbey
are outwitted" And even as I said
II, I aaw clearly before my vision
theae words: "Say not Hes7en Is high
sbovs! Heaven ascends and descends
sbout our deeds, dslly Inspecting us
wheresoever we are."
"Then you agree with me? You
think something may hive been
planned f
"I wouldn't pretend lo Interpret
their symbolism." I answered evsslve-
Iv. "The empty envelope Impressed
me ss synonymous with saying,
'Nothing more at present?' Kven now
I think thst If they had mesnt lo eon
ttnue they would have said so. I'm
almost sure they would.1*
I was quite sure, of course, but f
dared not aay so.
Csmeron siiokcd on quietly for g
while In a ruminative mood. Kven*
tually he threw ihe end of his cigar
over Ihe rail, and leaned forward
"I don't know," he said perplexedly.
"I don't know."
This I hoped was to be the end
of Ihe matter, for tonlghf at least; but
presently he bi.tan to talk of those
first two letters, fo conjecture, lo won-
der. to dissect phra'es. to dig out
subtleties of meaning ."••om .-, .iemls-
tic expressions. And then wiww that
he had every word memorltuu, J'.'St
as I hud
Seven hells had struck and we were
si ill talking Ilul now and then there
were pauses In our converse Inter
als of silence of varying length dur-
ing which I sat Willi my gate stretch
Ing out over ihe black waters and my
hearing strained for any unusual
sound More .an once during 'he
veiling I Ihoumht I had defected fsr
oft the pounding note of a motor 1
boat's exhaust, but had put the notion
aside as loo Improbable for entertain- j
ment. New, falnlly, I seemed to hear |
It again; not so distant, hut mufllod. |
I got up and stood close to the rail,
and listened with ear bent Then I 1
determined to go lo my cabin for a 1
night glass which I had Included j
among my trapa. Hut at that moment
th« sound, which I had made sure of. I
ceased, and I stood a second or two
longer, expecting it to resume.
Altogether It was not over a minute j
or two ;fc*t I stood there. It seemed j
much less iian lhat. Then I turned
Ith a question for Cameron. I won- j
dercd whether he had heard the aound 1
too.
I say. Cam —" I begau. and stopped, |
startled, wlfh his name half uttered. I
Ills chair was empty. He was uot '
on deck. I ran to the saloon. He was 1
not there. I flung open Ihe door of j
his stateroom He was not there, el- l
tlier. 1 had the yacht searched for .
him llo was not on the yacht.
______ II
CHAPTER IX.
A Crsft Without Lights.
Composure Is second nature with
me. 1 claim no credit for It; It Is a
matter of temperament rather than |
cultivation. Mut now my temperament
was all awry, and my composure fled
me. I was excited. More than that,
I was frantic, distracted, rattled. I
wanted to do a doxen things at once;
lo get answers to a acore of que*
tlons In a single moment. And the
consequence may he Imagined. For
five—ten minutes, nothing was dons
whatever. Then the searchlight was
got Into play, aweeplng the watera on
all sides, far and near; but with pal-
try rosult. Rive or six miles astern
we made out a power boat, similar to
that which 1 had seen through the
glass earlier In the day. To the east-
ward a steamer with two funnels was
Just coming Into range The white
sslls of a coasting schooner showed
to westwsrd. Trailing In our wake
was our squalid salvsge, Ihe dory of
the fisherman.
Macl^eod. trained to coolness, r
tained his wits. Systemstlcslly he
set to work. Likely and unlikely
places aboard the yacht were looked j
Into. Hefore I knew what he was
about, we were going hack over the '
wuy we had come with the aearch-1
light swinging In a circle and a half- j
doxen sharp eyed seamen scanning
every square foot of rolling wicf.
I can't understand It," 1 kept re- j
(teating aloud, with senseless Iteration.
MI can't understand It."
I waa standing alone, well forward,
leaning over the rail. Presently Mao
Leod laid a hand on my shr ildee.
"We can't do snythlng more than
we are doing, Mr. Clyde," he ssld In
his matter-of fset way. "For my part,
I can't understsnd It, either; but slnca
Mr. Csmeron's not sboard, there's
only one conclusion, snd that Is thst
he's overboard. And since there was
no one interested In throwing him
there, then It seem very clear that
he must hsve jumped "
"Jumped!" I cried, In Irritation.
"My God, man! Don't I tell you that
I was not three feet sway from him,
and only for a minute or two? How
could he hsve Jumped without mr
hearing him? How could he even
have got out of his chair, without my
hearing him?"
The captain shrugged his shoulders.
(TO UK CONTINUED.)
Use of Ostrich Feathers
I
?h« dlraciolro ruff made of oilrlek
fonthvrs ha* torn drcldedlr cuccMa-
ful although It la not alwaya becom-
ing. It la aniart and when worn to
match th« hat trimming or th« gown
la on* of tho moat effoctlT, flnlahlng
>n ii nCm ,
Tbi'ao rufta cam* In early In Parla
and have been made In all oolora to
be worn with vlaltlng or promenade
gowna. They are good In the natural
oatrlch color* and In aome of the rich,
aort blue, are particularly brilliant
and hamlaome. The ruffa are made
of long or abort flue* and flnlahed
with long loo pit and enda of Trivet or
■Ilk ribbon
I'erhapa It waa their auccea, which
hon brought In audi an array of oa-
trlch boaa and muff* for midwinter
wear. In theae tho naturaJ oalrtek
and th, light tlnta In colon (bow t*
beat advantage.
Oatrlch combined with marabont, or
marabout trimmed with oatrteh aupply
the moat beautiful of mnffa and Deck
plccaa for evening wear. They are
made up In all the light tlnta. In all
white and the natural coiora.
The oatrlch band trimming* uard
on hat brim rdgra and French
plume* on the millinery worn with
theae mulfa and boa aeta are placed
In a Betting where they ahow to beat
advantage, fn fact, a plain gown la
toned up by auch accoealona to th*
point of dlatlnrtlan. It Is almoat over-
loaded becauae tbe attention la fo-
cuaaed on the neck and beaddreaa.
JULIA BOTTOMLKV.
Danger In Craba.
Crab* no matter how freah they be
make aome fellowe alcac nearly ever)
time they rat them. Still they takt
a chance on It every once In ao often
juat the aame Crab* muat be very
fine rating and have a lovely taate aa
they are bring munched and put Into
the paunche* of th* crab eatera. Craba
will rat a dead hone, or rata. plga.
cata or doge decaying In tbe ocean.
Perhapa If the craba were penned up
and fed on tbe cbolceat of fnoda for
Mime day*, to aa tn get a few of th .
dirty germ* ort of them, a* well aa rid
them of tbe filth they eat. then In a
aomeahat cleaner condition they might
not. after belt g eaten, turn tie Inalde*
wrong (Ide out *nd Inalde outward—
both way* at the *am* time Some
foollah fellowe feel highly Inaulted
when told that they take a chance
every time they eat crab* Rat 'em
and don't kick at th* doctor bill -K«-
change
Valu* at Swimming Leaaen*.
Florence Hhellard. a Wlndaor arbool
girl, recently demonatratrd the valu*
of vwlmmlng being Inclnded In th*
Mhool curriculum when In a moat
plucky manner *h* rescued another
little girl, aged lit, yeara. from drown
lug In the Thame* Without waltlag
t«. call for help. HI** Sbellard lumped
Into th* rltar and weat to th* reacua
of h«r companion, who had already
,**« down twice h*for* th* reached
her - -l.or.doo Telegraph
rASHIONS SPRING WILL BRING
From Praaent Outlook Th«r* Ar/ to
Be Many Changea From th*
Prevailing Style*.
The spring maid of 1913 la to b«
•tralght front, straight back, hlploaa
and curveleae If faahlonably altlrai,
ahe will look like a atralght llha.
with an oblique line at the tope, aald
oblique line being her hat, ai-cordlng
to thi' Iiik ki MIMlM aent out by th*
■ult nd clnuk maker*' convention*
In Chicago
flklrta are to bo perfectly straight,
looking like an envelope. Jacketa are
to be the aame. Narrow aklrta will
prevail, hence they will be alaahed
ao that the wearer may move with
aome degree of aafety. Tho alaah
may be In the back, front or aid*.
The alaah will extend to a point Juat
below the knee and will be akllfnlljr
concealed by pleata.
For plump, rotund women, who ega
not wagr the positively straight llneaj
th* faahlon-makera have taken a Ice-
eon from tbe unapeakable Turk. For
plump women there will be aHlrta of
the volumlnoua, aheet like rob* of the
deeert reamer, drawn tightly about
the ankle* and full at the top. Orien-
tal color, also will be drawl upon
heavily In the new atylea.
Jteturnlng to the (lender woman,
Jacketa will be cut on the earn*
atralght llnea aa Ihe aklrta. The cut-
away pattern will prevail, and thla
calle for aome decoration to fill In
the front. For thla purpoae there will
ti a walatcoat, exactly like a man',
ve*t, to flnlah the open coat. Th,
•prlng coat* will be striking of atrip*,
and check*, the one finding th* moat
favor among dealgner* being th* "rah-
rah" 40 Inchea long, mad* of cream
fonda with a tan atrip*
METALLIC LACES IN FAVOR
Beautiful Combination, That Outd*
th* Real Thing Have Been Turn-
ed Out by th, Dealgnera-
While fabric lacea are Important
and never out of faahlon, aa accea-
aorlea to dreaa. thi* (eason they will
be out(hone hy the metallic lacea.
whl<-h are one of Ita distinctive feat-
urea In pattern theee follow many
of the dralgns of the fabric lacea, be-
(Idea having aome that are peculiar In
themeelvea. Oold lace la ao rich In
combination with the colors now la
faahlon that It probably will hold
first place despite the rumors that
allver was to be the first of faahlon'*
favorttee In the line. A lovely eve-
ning gown haa a deep painted gold
lace flounce on an apricot aatln aklrt
Ju*t below an ovrrdrea* of embroid-
ered chiffon, and tbe eame lac* la uaed
to form the upper port of the bodice,
eitendlng over the upper of the arm
to form ahort aleevea. Very often a
•light touch of gold lire will bring
out mo*t effectively the color of a
gown One made of one of the new
ahadea of red ha, only a tiny reel of
gold lace, but It give* character to
the entire gown.
PLAIN, PRETTY GOWN
1 M
■uede Collar Sat.
In every color, but particularly In
gray and In vivid acarlet, collar, ruff
and belt aeta are being produced The
material uaed I* auede and the collar
and cuffa are of the old-world Round-
head pattern.
The collar turna down and the ruffe
turn up. whll* th* belt I* atralght and
exeaaalvely neat. To b* worn with
th* country tweed or aerge ault th*
aaw aeta are admirably adapted.
Now Walsta.
Many of tha sew walata combine
broad revera with the new Kobe*,
•torn collar, aad they are vary be-
soming to nearly every klad of Igrre
by Ungwwve, * rii*,retad B. *•>
Bevere atylea are now the dealgae
of the faahlonable Parla Ian dreee de
aJ%nera. The photograph ahows th*
lateat creation known aa tha Monk'*
gown, turned out by Felix of Parla
It I* of white broadcloth with tiny
white crochet huttoa* down the frost
of coraage cape and skirt. The oor-
•age and aklrt are made In one gad
le attached by a holt of the eame ma-
terial It* very plalnne** makes the
gown donbly attractive.
Faahlonabl* Colore.
Thla la the time of year whea col-
or* change just ss do hst* snd gowss.
Court blur I* on* of the lataet. It Is
croaa between electric sad gen-
darme
Taupe haa ehed It* brown tinge aad
haa acquired a tint Ilka elephaat
grey.
One of th* prettleat bluee Is bias
vlg. a deep asd yet bright ahad*
Hhrlmp I* the favored pink
A glorlou* red which looks extreme-
ly well with white, Is called niagt
Venetian.
Chalk white la en Togs*.
Amaranth Is a claret ahade.
Verdigris la on* of tha saaartaat
J
Mlmoea Is s yellow thst vetgeo ok
orange.
Te Mend Olevee.
Whtn s hols Drat appear* la a (krvs
tarn th* glove Inalde oat. sad. draw-
ing tha ftdgas ol ths hols ti
stlsk s piece of leathsr cotft
holdt the psrt* together. Ml
leather makes It very strong.
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Bryce, J. Y. McAlester Weekly Tribune (McAlester, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 2, 1913, newspaper, January 2, 1913; McAlester, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc270238/m1/3/: accessed March 29, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.