Cushing Independent. (Cushing, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, October 14, 1909 Page: 3 of 8
This newspaper is part of the collection entitled: Oklahoma Digital Newspaper Program and was provided to The Gateway to Oklahoma History by the Oklahoma Historical Society.
Extracted Text
The following text was automatically extracted from the image on this page using optical character recognition software:
"V-
W
t
>
t
THAI WERE,
ALMA MARTIN EJTADROOK—z
^ Vrv cfMuvAmwtM
4.MI/A
fmr-ut r*r
SYNOPSIS.
The story opens with a scene at a bo*
Miss Henrietta Winstanley, sis
farty.
ter of
Bishop
Ingray.
employ.
Wlnatanley overheard
Barbara
Banker Ankony propose to Barbara Hem-
whose brother Dan was In Ms
Dau was one of the town's pop-
ular young men. He showed some nerv-
ousness when Attorney Tom Twining, told
him Barbara refused Ankony. Ankony
the following day. summoning Twining,
accused Dan of looting the bank. Twin-
ing refused to prosecute. Barbara per-
suaded Ankony to postpone starting
prosecution. Twining learned of the en-
gagement of Ankony and Barbara. He
ooMgratulated both. He visited Miss
Hemingray and found her almost In
team. He told her ho had loved her, but
feared prematurely announcing his af-
fection. By actions alone she told nun
she reciprocated. Mrs. Anson Dines,
wealthy widow, proposed a marriage by
... — . Wlnatanley. The lat-
proxy with Blahop
ter consulted with Twining
had been paying attentlona to
The blahop
_ to Miss
Streeter. Dan consulted Twining, say-
ing his sinter was determined to marry
Ankony, declaring she actually loved the
banker, though he could not help believ-
ing she was making a sacrifice to save
him from Jail.
CHAPTER VI.—Continued.
"Then I don't see anything Tor it
but for you to leave things as they
are." I admitted.
He was not satisAed, however, to do
that on his own judgment.
"If I could only be sure she isn't
playing a part," he mused.
"Then you're not sure?"
"One minute I think I am and the
next I think I'm not. If there wasn't
so much at stake, I'd risk my own
opinion more readily. As it is, 'I'm
afraid to do it." He looked at me
with a sudden wilfulness. "Twining,
do you—you do care a little for her,
don't you?" he asked frankly.
"Not a little," said I grimly.
"Then will you help me to make
sure?"
"How?"
"Go to her-and find out."
I took a turn or two up and down
the room.
"I'll go," I said.
"Maybe you'll be able to make her
out better than I. I don't deny it
seems to me she loves him. But pin
her down. Don't let her wriggle away,
whatever you do. You know she'll
try to. And see here, Twining. I don't
want her to know that you know
about—about the money. She thinks
uobody knows but Ankony, and it'd
km her to find out that he'd told it,
even to you—or rather, to you of all
others. Remember you must keep that
from her if you can."
"Trust me." I said, as I took up my
hat.
"Oh, you're not going now, are you?
I've just come from her, you know,
and she'll be suspicious. Why not
give her time to forget a little? It
isn't easy to wait, but I believe it's
better. Mrs. Ankony gives her dinner
to-njght. You'd have p. chance to talk
with her there, wouldn't you?"
"You're right," I said; "I'll wait."
Mrs. Ankony was in high and be-
coming feather that evening. She
managed to veil her complacency un-
til it missed being objectionable. This,
however, was one of the few occas-
ions which had come her way upon
which she could distinctly congratu-
late herself: a dinner in compliment
to "my dear Barbara;" r perfectly ap-
pointed dinner, too, and one I think
most of her guests enjoyed. For my-
self, I thought it would never end.
Most of Barbara's friends were
there, and but few of Ankony's. The
' Forlorn Hop« was there to a man,
seeking to present an un battered
front. I had a kindred feeling for
them. Dan was not there. He simply
would not go. Bishop Winstanley sat
on the left of the hostess, beside Miss
Streeter. He was delightfully fluent,
and she sympathetically attendant.
The soft light of the candles fell on
her hair, on her pure contour, on her
ivory skin and her pale shimmering
gown. She ate. as the rest of us, but
to me it was exactly as if a Correggio
or a Botticelli had leaned from her
frame to nibble a sweet wafer or trifle
with a salad. Occasionally she spoke,
but I did_not hear what she «aid. 1
seem never, somehow, to 'tear her
say anything, but when one looks as
she does what one says is immaterial.
Barbara was scintiilant, with all
her old charm illuminated, as It were,
by something new and vivifying with-
in. I. watched her with a sinking
heart; surely she cared for Ankony or
she could not look like thiB. I told
myself so half a hundred times
through dirtier, and after, finding her
with only three men dancing atten-
dance upon her, I promptly put them
all to .out that.I might carry bet off
and "jave it over.
"Come out and see the roses," 1
. said.
"Mr. Ankony showed me them be-
fore dinner. They are beautiful." _
"But he didn't show you the moon,"
I smiled, trying to keep to the old
w y of chaffing and laughter and so
no* frighten her Into being guarded.
"Toere is a very benign lady smiling
out >f it to-night, instead o( our fat
friend with the round face and the
wide grin. Do come. You really must
see."
She arose with a laugh. "I suppose
1 may aa well, or you'll be peopling It
with all sorts of impossible creatures
just to tempt me."
We went through the French win-
dows together, and I found her a
chair at the cdrner of the long porch.
I turned it about for her.
"But it's directly in the light," Bhe
objected.
"Exactly. I like you In the light. I
can see you better."
'You could have seen me much bet-
ter Indoors. If that is all you want."
"It Isn't all I want. 1 am not so
modest. My wants are large to-night."
"Were they ever otherwiae?" she
smilingly inquired.
"You ought to know. My prayers
have all been made to you."
"Oh, absurd! You don't expect me
to believe that, Mr! Twining."
"Those of them that have amounted
to anything," I modified.
"That Is better. But what is it you
want to-night? You make me curious.
Unable to keep up the bantering
tone longer and fearing a sudden in-
terruption, I leaned to ber quickly:
"8hsll I tell you?"
"You must"
"Ankony Is not the man you could
have been expected to love," I blun-
dered. not knowing how to find my
way beneath her eyes. "Do you lore
him? If you tell me that you do, I
will not distress you further."
"Are you Intimating, with other
kind friends, thst I am marrying him
for reasons other than those of af-
fection, that—oh. it Is unthinkable!
And from you!"
"Barbara, liaten to me." I cried.
"No. not a word. You have said too
much now. Can't you see that It
makes me rise in a kind of vicious
protest to have my happiness In-
spected on every side ss if It were
some wretched vagrant seeking she!
ter where nobody had any faith In It?"
"Have you faith In it yourself?" I
asked.
Bhe lifted her head and faced me.
"All the faith in the world." she de-
clared.
And then she saw Ankony, who had
come at the moment searching for
her, and held out her hand to him. As
he approached and took it, she leaned
for an Instant against his arm with an
indescribable movement that had noth
ing of defiance in It, it seemed to me.
but only affection.
"I have been telling Mr. Twining
hbw happy I am," she said to him. In
a soft voice that must have moved
a wooden man to adoration. "I hope
you don't mind my being so foolish,
do you?"
Btill holding her hand. Ankony bent
and touched her hair with his lips.
"1 should inlnd if you were unhap-
py and told him that," he said with a
laugh. "They want you In there. Will
you come? I promised to bring you."
She stood up and laid her fingers on
his arm.
"Will you come along, Mr. Twin-
ing?" she asked.
"Thank you, not now," I replied.
I watched them as they moved
"I'll be off la the morning." he saM.
at the end of his second.
CHAPTER VII.
It wss a wretched night two weeks
later, gloomy and wlnterlsh. although
spring was old enough to have done
much better. I was dining alone and
rather forlornly when I heard Kim-
mens open the outer door of my apart-
ment and admit some one. There was
the click of brisk heels along the hall,
and Miss Winstanley beckoning me
through the glass doors of the dining
room to go on with my dinner.
"Don't get up." she cried, as Ki
mens threw open the doors and I hur-
ried to meet her; "do let me be un-
ceremonious, won't you? Qo on with
your dinner; I'll sit by you till you've
finished. I've dined."
"I hsve Just finished," 1 Insisted.
"Then come Into your sitting room.
I've a great deal to say."
"Welcome home," said I. warmly, as
I closed the sitting room door be-
hind us.
"It's quite time I got here, I'm sure.
Such things as have been doing while
I was away! What do you suppose
I found in a memoranda book on my
dressing table?—my brother had been
using my rooms, you know. A pressed
rose!"
The scorn In her voice made me
laugh heartily.
"I'm glad you find It amusing. I
didn't." she declared.
"But the right sort of a memoranda
book always has a rose in it," I con-
tended. ,
"Nonsense! Has yours ?"
"I think it probable," I admitted,
without humility.
"What foolishness! I can tell you
that mine has not."
MUCH EXCITED
ABOUT CASE
Mn. Jutk* Refuu to Allnr
OpcntiM aal b R*Bewd fcy
Cuim, tk. Wmu'i
Task.
Pedro, O.—"I suffered for SS years
with weakneaa and female troubles,
and nothing has done me so mush good
aa Cardul." writes Mrs. Msrtln B. Jus-
tice, of Pedro, O. "Before 1 took Car-
dul, the woman's tonic, I became so
bad that my son. who is a physician,
wanted to have me operated on. but I
refused and gave Cardul a trial. I had
been so wesk I could scarcely stand on
my feet, but had taken Cardul only
few days when I became so much
stronger. I had prolapse snd became
very much excited, but was greatly re-
lieved as soon aa 1 began to take Car-
dul. I thank you again and again."
Cardul is a pure vegetable extract,
of special benefit to women, at th
timer" when they need a tonic. For
over half a century it has been in us*
by those who have known of its ben**
flcial effects, and is today in use in
thousands of homes, where it rellev*
and prevents pain and brings back
strength and ambition. 8afe. reliable,
scientific, successful.
Try Cardul, the woman's tonic.
NOTE—-The Cardul Home Treatment
for noari. coaalsts of Cardul III).
Thed ford's Black-Draught t r>. or
Vtlvs <BOe), for the liver, aad Cardul
Aatlaeptle (BOe).
These remedies may
"Your heart holds your roses, de r I'roVo&h?*,"?'•
vmmww
3
3
"There
Something
What Is It?"
"I want you tell me the truth about
something, Barbara; will you?"
She moved a little so that her eyes
were in the shadow.
"I don't quite like the sound of your
voice," she confessed; still lightly, 'it
makes me a little apprehensive."
"Won't you be serious, and honest?"
I begged.
"Dear me, am I ever anything else
than honest?"
"Often, but come—"
"Why, what can you be about to
ask me?"
"Only If you are happy. Don't start
and don't be angry with me. And
don't answer hastily^nor with evasion.
I am not to be evtfded. You must un-
derstand how serious I am to have put
such a question to you."
"It Is certainly the most extraordin-
ary behavior," she remarked coldly.
She was looking at me with widely
questioning eyes, and she had grown
suddenly white. Did I know what
Dan had done? That was what she
was asking herself, I am sure. "I am
entirely at a loss to explain why you
should have dared to ask me this."
"I owe It to myself to make sure.
Barbara," I told her. "Will you an-
swer me?"
"This is not the real reason for your
.most unheard-of behavior," she said In
a tense voice. "There must be some-
thing else. What Is It?"
%
away. At the window he stood aside^
for her to enter, and I saw her smile
Into his face In the way women have
with the men they love.
As soon as X could find Mrs. Ankony
I said good-night.
Dan was waiting for me.
"Well?" he questioned eagerly, as
I went in.
"You were right," I said dully; "she
loves him."
He looked at me pityingly and said
nothing.
After a while he came over and
stood by the mantel, staring down at
the hearth.
"I suppose I might as well get back
to Jack Ankony," he said; "he needs
me. If I'm going to stay with them;
and there doesn't seem to be anything
else for it just now."
I nodded absently.
"There's nothing I can do, I guess,'
be muttered hopelessly.
"No, there's nothing."
"It's a confounded shame, Tom," he
declared, ind 1 read the sympathy in
his eyes.
"We won't talk about it," said I.
"1 know . . . Talking's no good.
I lit a cigar, and he found one to
suit htm in the box on the table.
"Sit down." I said.
He threw himself down opposite'mo,
and we finished two cigars in silence,
he on his side of the hearth, I on mln^.
lady.
She unfastened her fluffy black boa
and smiled at me with a twinkle In
her eyes—the twinkle that I like so
much.
"Your pretty speeches won't throw
me off the scent. Mr. Twining. I am
going to find out whose rose that is In
Charles' book. Think of it! At his
age."
"At any age a man Is sure to havs
something wrong with him if he never
purloins a rose," I Insisted. "He Is
lacking In something as certainly as
the fellow who never Bees a rose on a
bush."
"There are plenty of them who don't
know they grow on bushes," she said
quickly. "They think they grow only
on pretty girls' corsages."
1 placed her a chair and she sank
into It, but slipped quickly out to Its
edge and sat perched there, looking at
me with her keen, eager old eyes.
"I enne to talk to you about Bar
bara Hemlngray," Bhe said at once.
"This engagement of her to Ankony is
monstrous. There can be but one
reason for it, and that is that Dan
has been getting himself into some sort
of trouble that she has to get him out
of, and could find no other way. Isn't
that It? You know, of course."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Corn Products Entrained.
The president of a western railroad
system was spending the week-end at
the country house of a friend in New
York, when one evening some refer-
ence was made by a layman touching
the commercial greatness of the coun-
try as evidenced by railroad opera-
tions.
"What you say Is quite true," ob-
served the head of the big system.
"Do you know that if the corn prod-
ucts In this country for the year just
ended were loaded Into one train, tho
engine thereof would be entering the
state of New Jersey just as the ca-
boose was leaving Los Angeles."
At this remark a woman present
could not suppress her astonishment
and Incredulity. "How you men do
exaggerate!" she exclaimed. "You
know very well that even two engines
could not pull such a Irain!"—The
Sunday Magazine.
Huckleberry Finn.
D. A. McDanlel of Chicago, arrived
In tho city recently. He asked the
first thing about his old playmate. Dr.
II. A. Gardner, and was nonplused
when he learned that the doctor died
Just a year ago.
"The doctor," said Mr. McDanlel,
■'together with my brother James,
Harry Hunstock, Clarence and Frank
Crout, were the five boys lost In ths
Hannibal cave along In the early sev-
enties, on which Mark Twain based
one of his famous stories. My broth-
er James was the Inspiration of the
famous author's character of Huckl*
berry Finn."—Qulncy (111.) Whig.
treatment for noues'a Ilia. Writ* to.
Uiin' Advisory Dept., Chattanooga
Medletae Co., Chattanooga. Teaa.. for
llpeelal I attractions, aad be<
••Home Treatment for Womeu^seat
nlaln wrapper, on reuuest.
Demoralization.
makes the parrot
so pro-
I'What
fane?"
"Well, mum," answered the Bailor
man. "I s-pose it's part my fault.
Every time I hear him speak a bad
word It makes me so mad that he gets
a chance to learn a lot of new ones."
Conelusivs.
Mother—Tommy, why don't you
play with Frank any more? I thought
you were such good chums.
Tommy—We was, but he's a molly-
coddle! He paid to get Inter ther
ball grounds.
HUNT'S CURE
Is the guaranteed cure for skin
diseases. If you suffer from any
sueh trouble, set a box from
your druggist and be cured.
Doa't suffer the aaaoyanee of
sealy, Itching, burning or pimply
diseases of the skla whea a
BO cent box of HUNT'S CUBE
will relieve you. We guarantee
one box to cure nay one ease.
If It doesn't, you get your money
back without question. But one
box WILL cure. Just you try It.
You can get It at your druggist.
It comeo'la tho form of n salve
and Is easily applied. Remem-
ber oae box Is guaranteed to
cure any one ease of
Skin Diseases
under our pledge that you get
your money back If It falls. Ask
your dnurglat. The price Is
BO cents a box. Prepared by
KB. RICHARDS MEDICINE CO.,ShsrmasJaxM
Brasenose College.
The four hundredth anniversary of
the foundation of Brasenose college;
Oxford, England, reminds us that a
banquet was once given to the door-
knocker from which the college takes
its name. That knocker was carried
off to Stamford by seceding scholars,
who attempted to found a rival col-
lege In the Lincolnshire town. Cen-
turies elapsed before that historic sym-
bol was regained and restored to its
rightful place at Oxford. This wat
celebrated by a triumphant banquet,
wfcich even among a nation so given
te public dinners as the British, la
unique as the only feast ever held i
bouwr if v it < knocker.
kv RTC <tV's ^SPEARMINT
([ Children Like
vkt kst ton rot
It is so pleasant to take—stops the
cough so quickly. Absolutely safe
too and contains no opiates*
Upcoming Pages
Here’s what’s next.
Search Inside
This issue can be searched. Note: Results may vary based on the legibility of text within the document.
Tools / Downloads
Get a copy of this page or view the extracted text.
Citing and Sharing
Basic information for referencing this web page. We also provide extended guidance on usage rights, references, copying or embedding.
Reference the current page of this Newspaper.
Holland, Al. H. Cushing Independent. (Cushing, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 46, Ed. 1 Thursday, October 14, 1909, newspaper, October 14, 1909; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc274644/m1/3/: accessed April 25, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.