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THE GUTHRIE STAR.
WEDNESDAY MORNING, MARCH 20. 1H12.
PArtE SIX
SPORTING NEWS
ebould have liked to punch Sis bead.
8B88 8tt«B8H8a88 ni hipe at N«w York-
a ainflfr*roollegiate gymnastic chai
a SPORT CilKXDAB " ploashlpes at Haverford, Pa
a B|ily Allen vg Billy Marchant,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa rounds, at Philadelphia.
Tucsdij.
Meeting of tlw> Western college i
couferen«e ("Big Kight") at Chica-
go.
Wednesday.
Meeting at Pueblo to complete or-
ganization of Rocky Mountain base-
b iAl league.
Auction sale of the breeding es-
tablishment of the late August Uh-
Jein at Milwaukee.
Annual tournament for the racket
championships of Canada begins In
Montreal.
Hugo Kelley vs. Kddle McQoorty,
1U rounds, at Kenoshu, Wis.
Thursday.
Bob Moha vs. Sailor Burke, 101
New York City.
Friday.
Salurdu).
Boat
Mon-
Openlug of National Motor
and Marine Engine Show in
treal.
Annual meetLng of the National
by FRANCIS PERRY ELLIOTT
ILLUSTRATIONS J)f KA/UiAtrms
COPY/?/C//r /Jf/ BY 60333-A/ffifiH L COMPA/VY
But he did. Fighting, swearing and jenktns to get off! Fact! t knew
protesting, the Jolly old vagabond wa that if there was one thing more than
roughly bundled into the elevator. another In all the world that I wanted
"Good night, sir," called O'Keefe as ,j0i it was to take that four-ten ex-
the tour of them dropped downward, press. To think of seeing Frances
me about something, but what the jj8 helped them Into the tonneau and
devil was It? was so busy with his silly Jackass
And Just then I remembered an- chatter that he closed the door before
other clever Idea of Pugsley's—what ^e turned and saw me. I was Just
he Baid was a corking good way of gtand|ng there, leaning a little for-
dlverting their minds. ward wttb my cane, you know, and
"I say, you know," I said suddenly flX)ng my monocle reproachfully on
—and though I threw a whole lot of Frances—trying to get her eye.
enthusiasm Into my face In carrying An(j then, by Jove, I felt a blow on
out his Idea, I didn't have to try very ! my shouider that almost bowled me
hard—"I think that's a ripping gown. over {or t ha(j my legs crossed, you
White 'Is ever so much more your jcnow
style than—than—"
By Jove, I swallowed Just in time!
"We'll let you know if it seems neces-
Bowliug Association at Patterson, N. 8ary to trouble you."
J.
lnterscholastlc
at University
championships;
A. U. at Phlla-
Annual State
door track meet
Minnesota.
Annual gymnastic
of Middle Atlantic A
delpbia.
Dual me^t of University of Chicago
and University of Wisconsin at Mad-
ison.
Jack Dillon vs. Frank Klauss, 20
rounds, at San Francisco.
Intercollegiate fencing association
preMtnlnarles, at Annapolis and at
Once again inside, Jenkins and I
Just stared at each other without a
word, we were that tired and disgust-
ed. To me, the only dashed crumb
of comfort in the whole business was
the wonderful fact that Billings
seemed to have slept like a Jolly Kip
through the whole beastly row.
CHAPTER XIII.
again, and today!
I left Jenkins to travel by a later
train, and a little after four I was
whirling above Spuyten Duyvll and
looking about the chair-car to see If jt jnf
there was any one I knew. But, by
Jove, there was hardly a soul in the
car—nobody except Just women, you
know, and these filled the whole place.
"By Jove, she could be spared!" 1
thought, studying a young woman who*
stood In the aisle beside me. She was
rather heavy set—what you might call
egg-shaped. Her face and her heavy
But it had roused her. I could see
her brighten.
"Oh!" she said. "Let me see—what
Is It you remember?" And she kind
of buttered, "Perhaps I can tell from
that—"
She paused expectantly.
"Oh, I say, you know!" And I
twirled the hat, feeling a bit rattled.
"Well, I'll be hang—It's Dicky!
And he was grinning at me like a.
what's-lts-name cat. And with the grin
I recognized him. It was the fresh
young fool who had been so devilish
familiar at the pier the morning
Frances left. . v. ^
Then he banged me again, dash it,
and tried to get my hand, but l put
It behind me. But he did get my
arm, and he turned toward the car.
Why the deuce did she want to rub! j-j|S voice dropped.
See here, I want you to meet—
Her
■Intercollegiate wrestling champion- West Point.
TEAM IS SAVANNAH
I breeds, the third annual bench show (
of the Golden Gate Kenne'. club open
Savannah, Ga., March 19. Practl- ed In the Auditorium today, to con-
cally all of the players on the roster tinue until Saturday. The premium
of the Providence baseball club of the, list Is the largest ever offered at any
International league reported to dog show on the Pacific coast.
Manager Lake here today In readi-
ness to begin spring practice work.
The team will remain here for two
weeks and will then start north. . .
i .-in i„. niuvoil of torturing, disfiguring skin erup-
Tht* onerilnK Kwne w ill Ik* i>myeu .
„ ,, § i1 tlons. Dry Zenzal and Moist Zenzal
Rochester in Providence April \ ...
; are perfect remedies and give Instant
relief. All druggists.
Frances.
By Jove, It seemed to me I had been gia88es seemed to proclaim a mission
asleep about a minute when I bbw ln ]|fe> and the d0W(jyiSb cut of her
the sunlight splashing through the r)g and the reckless way It was hurled
blinds. on made It plain that she was on to
Jenkins stood beside me with some- the fact that nttture had made a blun-
thlng in bis hand. j der ln her sex, and she wanted the
"Didn't hear me, did you, sir? be world to know she knew.
60 PER CENT
of humanity suffers from some form
with
18.
JIKKWKKS TO TRAIN IN EGYPT.
Glorious News
was asking. "I said I thought the ad-
dress looked like Mr. Billings' hand-
writing. And he's gone, sir."
"Gone?"
I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my
eyes. I had a befogged notion that
Jenkins looked a little queer.
"Yes, sir. He's not ln his room, nor
in the apartment anywhere."
"Eh—how—what's that?" For Jen-
kins' hand extended an envelope.
"Perhaps you would like to read
this now, sir."
It was from Billings—I knew his fist
ln an Instant. It was very short and
without heading. In fact, above his
name appeared Just a half-dozen pen-
ciled words, heavily underscored, and
„ „ . ,0 comes from Dr. J. T. Curtiss, Dwlght,,
Mfwaukee, Wis., March 19.—Man- without punctuation:
ager Hugh Duffy with a large squad Kan WI e ' ' Damn you send me my clothes
of players of the Milwaukee Ameri- cured bad ca86S of eczema ln my |)a"| "His clothes?" I looked perplexedly
, t ,i tients with Electric Bitters, but also ^ jpnkins
can association team in tow departed uem° at Jenkins,
for Cairo. 111., where the\ turBd myse!f by them of the same dts-
today
Brewers are to get Into condition for
the coming season.
KELLY AND MrtMMHtTY.
He was looking a little pale and
ease. I feel sure they will benefit held his eyes fixedly to the picture
any case of eczema." This shows molding across the room. He coughed
what thousands have proved, that gently.
Electric Bitters Is a most effective "Yes> Bl^,
remedy for eczema, tetter, salt rheum
he uttered faintly;
'they're In his room, but he ain't."
He stepped back, leaving something
She was talking to the lady imme-
diately behind me. At least, I discov-
ered after five minutes that she was
talking. By Jove, up to that time, 1
thought she was canvassing for a
book! The other never got in a word,
don't you know. And I was getting
devilish tired of It and wishing she
would move on, when she shifted,
preparatory to doing so, and raised
her voice:
"Very well, then, if you don't care
to come, I think I will go forward
"But I want you to tell me
beautiful eyes were teasing.
"You know—it's black." I twirled,
the hat faster.
"Black!" She stared, her exquisite
lips standing apart like the two petals
of a rose. "Why, I never wore black
ln my life. You know you never saw
me ln black."
I felt hurt. I couldn't blame her for
wanting to appear to forget about it,
but still—
She must have seen my face fall,
for I know, by Jove, I could Just feel
it kind of collapse, I was that hurt
and disappointed. Her face softened
kindly and I took courage, for my
devilishly alert mind Just then hit up-
on another explanation. I recalled
that she had thoughtlessly left the pa-
Jamas ln my rooms. I also realized
with dismay that Foxy Grandpa had
promised, or rather the officers had
promised for him, that they should be
returned promptly. And, by Jove, I
had forgotten all about them!
"Never mind," I said, thinking
aloud, as I frequently do. "I'll tele-
agaln and finish the discussion with phone about them as soon as we get
Dr. Jennie Newman upon the meta- t0 Wolhurst." Then a terrible shock
morphoses of the primordial proto- ! struck me. "Oh, I say, you didn't
plasms. Watch out for Tarrytown have your name on them, did you?"
now, Frances." "On what?" How kindly, even If
Tarrytown! Frances! By Jove, my quizzically, she was regarding me!
heart skipped a beat! The big white hat shifted an inch or
And then the freak left. I watched two nearer. I realized with Joy that
her spraddle down the aisle and out she was beginning to forget about be-
through the little corridor before 1 ing put out with me.
Eh?" He broke off. staring at the
frump, who was making signs with
her eyes, frowning and beckoning him
with her green flower-pot. He Uft
me, murmuring something, and step-
ped to the running-board. I could see
the flower-pot bobbing about ener-,
getically and twice Frances nodded,)
it seemed to me reluctantly.
"Crazy—drunk? Pshaw, you're bat-
ty!" he said to the frump rudely.,
Then I heard another murmur and
his harsh voice rose again. "Yes j
'Lightnut. I tell you—Dicky Lightnut.
Yes—Jack Billings' great friend. You^
Just wait till he's back from the city,
and If he don't get upon his hind—
Eh, what? His name is Smith? Rats!",
All this time I was Just standing
there, trying to catch Frances' eye.!
I felt sure if I could catch her eye:
she would see how devilish sorry II
was. I moved back a few feet, for,|
dash it, without a sign from her, Ij
had no idea now, of course, of con-
sidering myself as one of the party.1
Not finding Billings with the car, and|
the information I caught that he was
still in the city, just left me high
and dry, you know.
"All right, Miss Smarty," the yel-j
low-topped chauffeur rasped, address-
Chicago, 111., March 19.—Hugo
ulcers, bolls and running sores. It on stand by my bed
ished the work of preparation for
their ten-round contest at Kenosha
tomorrow night. Realizing that Mc-
Goorty is capable of putting up a
tough fight. Kel-'iv has trained for the
match as he has seldcm trained in
his long ring oureer. Both fighters
gists.
are reported today to be In fine trim chafIngg( BCaly and crugted hu-
for the battle.
GOLDEN 41 ATE BENCH SHOW
San Francisco, March 19.—With an
entry list of 500 blue blooded ca-
nines, representing
all the popular
mors, as well as their accidental in-
juries—cuts, burns, bruises, etc.,
with perefect safety. Noting else
heals so quickly. For boils, ulcers,
old, running or fever sores or piles
It has no equal. 25 cents at all drug-
gists.
stimulates liver, kidneys and bowels, | -what's that?" I questioned ln
Kelly and Eddie McGoo t> 'I IU '|u expels poisonB, help digestion, builds alarm. "Another note?"
up the strength. Price 60 cents. "No, sir—not exactly, sir. But If I; •
Satisfaction guaranteed by all drug- may suggest—without offense, sir-
that you fill It out, I will see that It, j
gets to him."
"Him? Who's him—he, I mean?"
lit Mother*- And Others "Doctor Splasher, sir, the tempei\
You can use Bucklen's Arnica Salve ance party j waa speak|ng 0f. ive
to cure children of eczema, rashes, already filled out mine, and I'm going
to put one In for Mr. Billings when I
send the clothes." From the doorway
he turned a woebegone countenance
toward me. "It's heartrending, sir—
If I may be permitted to say so—to
think of a nice gentleman like Mr.
Billings wandering over to the club
with nothing on but red pajamas."
But when I telephoned they stated
that Mr. Billings had not been at the
club since last evening. Some one
who answered the 'phone thought Mr.
Billings was with his friend, Mr.
Lightnut, in the Kahoka Apartments.
And, of course, I knew jolly well he
was not.
As I turned from the telephone,
something ln Jenkins' expression ar-
rested my attention.
"Well?" I said impatiently, for he
has bo many devilishly clever inspira-
tions, you know; and, dash it, I like
to encourage him.
"Pardon, sir, but don't you think—"
Here he looked straight up at the
electrolier and coughed. "About Mr.
Billings, sir; I was going to suggest
that though he Isn't over at the club,
he's somewhere, sir."
dared risk the accident of a back-
ward turn of that funny green hat.
Then, when all was safe, I took a
deep breath, gripped hard the arms
of the chair, and whirled suddenly
around.
"Frances!" I whispered. "My darl-
ing!"
Bowels are Basis
of Child Health
CHAPTER XIV.
"You Never Saw Me In Black."
"Oh!" she gasped faintly.
That was ail she said at first, her
big blue eyeB wide distended, her
white-gloved wrists curving above the
chair-arms as though to rise. Easy
to see she was completely floored at
seeing me.
And as It was her move, I Just sat
kind of grinning, you know, and hold-
ing her tight with my monocle.
Then her mouth twitched a bit;
next her head went up and I heard
again that delicious birdltke carol of
a laugh. Her eyes came to rest upon
the hat in my hand. I had slipped
my Harvard band around It, remem-
bering the admiration she had ex-
pressed for our colors.
"Oh!" she said again, and she
looked at me hesitatingly. "Mr. Jones,
Is it not—or Is It—"
•Why—" I looked about cautiously
and dropped my voice, though It was
not likely any one could hear above
the quiver of the train. "Why, in
your black pajamas you left In my
room."
A kind of little gasp was all I heard,
and then she was on her feet and
looking—not at me, but above my
head—looking away off down the
length of the car. Somehow—why, I
couldn't understand—I had a weird,
horrible feeling of abasement, as
though I had killed a child, or had
done some other dashed unreasonable
thing like that. Her face had flushed
but now was deadly white. And then,
by Jove, I saw she was looking for
another chair.
I jumped up at once and moved Into
the aisle.
"I'm so sorry," I said miserably, "bo
sorry, dear, I hurt you. I didn't mean
ever to speak of the pajamas. I knew
you wanted to forget about the other
night, and I knew you wanted me to
forget, too—"
f
"Oh, please—" She shrank back, I 0ther direction.
I Swung Aboard.
ing the frump. "I'll Just show you!" i
He turned about and Jerked his1
head.
"Oh, Dicky! Here, JuBt a minute,
old chap—will you?*
Of course I took no notice of him|
whatever. In fact I looked in thei
"Lightnut!" he called. I just stared;
up at the castle on the hill. I felt
devilish annoyed, though. I recalled
a conversation the other day at the;
club in which Van Dyne remarked
The careful mother, who watches
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At the first sign of such disorder Rive
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This remedy Is a vast Improvement
over salts, cathartics, laxative waters
and similar things, which are altogether
It is really more than a laxative, for it
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Anvone wishing to make a trial of this
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have a sample bottle sent to the homo "V„o .ir lonk
free of charge by simply addressing Dr.
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Montlcello, 111. Your name and address
on a postal card will do.
her beautiful eyes like those of
frightened deer. But It was the last
car, and I blocked the aisle. I didn't
realize at the time that I was doing
It. It came to me afterward, and was
I chuckled. "Mr. Smith, you know, ^ the things I kicked myself j that the intimacy affected now by
I said. "Mr. Smith, of course." about for hours, more or less. Just ; ■ - —•--- •- —
And then I just went on chuckling, at the moment I was so dashed wild
for I thought it so devilish clever of about setting myself right with her.
her, so humorous. And just then I The only other thing I had presence
of mind to remember was the near-
ness about us of a lot of beady-eyed
cats, and so I drew nearer and low-
ered my voice so none could hear.
For I had another feeling of lnsplra-
thought of a dashed good repartee;
"Months—so many months, you
know, since we met!" And I thought
it delightful the way she puckered her
lovely little forehead and looked me
over. But she Just looked so devilish
enticing, I couldn't keep It up my-
self. I leaned nearer and spoke be-
tlon as to what really was the matter
with her!
"Why, Frances—sweetheart," I
chauffeurs was growing Insufferable.
Declared his man had asked him forj
a light that morning.
The fellow stared a little; then hej
came toward me, smirking ln a Jocu-i
lar, Impertinent way.
"Say, stop your kidding, old man,''
he muttered; "girls have no sense of;
humor, you know. Come along—I'vo
Just been telling them you are my
best friend."
I stole another look at the car, but
Why, dash it, I thought that jolly hlnd my hati trying to look the love I pleaded softly—Just loud enough for av0ided me; so I came to a
felt.
00 100 IE THE STAR?
THE SENIORS
OF
The Logan County High School
Present
"HIS EXCELLENCY 1HE GOVERNOR'
Thursday Evening, March 21st
at the Brooks Theatre
. THIS IS THE BEST OF MODERN COMEDY"
Tickets 50c and 75c
at the Corner Drug Store Tuesday Morning
"Didn't expect to see me, did you?"
She looked at me oddly and bit her
lip. But her eyes were dancing and
the delicious dimple In her cheek
twitched on the verge of laughter.
She shook her head.
"Indeed I did not." And again came
that odd look ln her face as though
she were studying, kind of balking,
don't you know. By Jove, she waa
perfectly dazzling!
"My dearest!" slipped softly from
me as I held the hat.
She atared. Then onee more that
canary peal of merriment.
"Oh, dear!" Then her face sobered
and she almost pouted. "Now, you
* musn't—please, really—It gets sd tire-
gome. Don't you American, or rather.
Yes, sir," said Jenkins darkly.
"And Mr. Billings usually knows
where he Is. I guess, sir, he's ln this
neighborhood—h'm!"
I Just sat staring at him a minute,
thinking what a devilish wonderful
thing Intuition Is for the lower classes.
"By Jove, Jenkins!" I said; "then
you think—"
"I think Mr. Billings, sir, might pre-
fer to find himself—h'm! Yes, sir."
Jenkins lifted the breakfast tray with
deliberation, removed It from the
room and returned, moving about the
furniture and busying himself with an
air of mystery. Dash it, I knew he
had up his sleeve some other devilish
clever notion, and so presently
apoke up Just to touch him off.
"By Jove!" I remarked. you Harvard men, ever talk anything
"Yea, sir." Jenkins rested the end to a gjri but love? Why, It's absurd."
of the thumb brush on the table and ghe smiled, but her lashes dropped
considered me earnestly. "You know, reproof. By Jove, I was taken back a
Mr. Lightnut, last night as Mr. Bill- Evidently she wag piqued with
lngs waa retiring, he aayg to me:
•Jenkina, Mr. LJghtnut has promised
to go up home with me tomorrow for
the week end. There's a tenner com-
ing your way if he doesn't forget
about It. He's to go tomorrow, now,
mind you, Jenkins; and it don't mat-
ter what comea up. You see that a a
goes up tomorrow."
"By Jove!" I said a« he paused, and
I screwed my monocle tighter and
nodded. "I see."
Of course I didn't Bee, but 1 knew
the poor fellow was driving at some-
thing, and I wanted to give him a run.
"Exactly, sir." And he stood wait-
ing. "So. ahall I pack, sir? You'll
want to take the four-ten express, I
suppose?"
By Jove, It was the moat amazing-
ly. (Jathed. clever yues" I ever knew
her to hear above the train, "I know
you are put out with me because you
found me gone the next morning, but
honestly, dear, I acted for the best—■
Indeed, I did." And to be on the safe
side, I profited by another inspira-
tion; "And, my darling girl, I'll never
mention the pajamas and the other
night—never any more—as long a? we
live, nor the cigarettes nor cigars nor
whisky. Why, I don't care If you—"
"Tarrytown—all out for Tarry-
town!" came In a high tenor voice
from the end of the car, and some-
thing bowled down the aisle and
brushed me aside. It was the frump.
"Come on, Prances!" she exclaimed
sharply; "our station." Next Instant
they were streaking it for the door, j
with me a good second. I saw Fran- !
ces look behind once with—oh, such I
a look! Dashed if it didn't shrivel |
me, you know—that sort. And, by
the
Jove, I knew Pugsley was right, and j down upon me
decision. I turned shortly
driver.
"See here now, my good fellow,'
said sharply, "you stop subjecting
those ladles to annoyance. Drive on,
or I'll report you to my friends."
He stared—seemed to be trying to
stare me out of countenance, ln fact.
Then the «rln slowly faded.
"Why, Dicky!" he exclaimed ln an
aggrieved tone, "don't you remember
me—don't you know me?"
"I certainly do not," I answered
with decision. I felt my face getting
red with vexation. "And what's mor*t
my name la not 'Dicky.'"
His hand slowly swept his chin and
he whistled.
"Wha— Well, I'll be jiggered!" He
whirled toward the car.
"On me, this time, I guess! You're
right!"
Then his face clouded and be moved
that I had failed to put the ball over!
I was not six feet behind as they
scrambled through the station to the
other side where a large car stood
panting. I saw Frances clutch the
frump's arm and whisper something,
and I heard the frump's reply, for her
voice was loud and strongly mascu-
line.
"Crazy?" she rasped. "Nonsense!
Drunk, more likely. Most of them are
half the time."
I didn't have time to see what she
referred to, for just then we reached
the side of the car. I didn't see a
thing of Billings, but the chauffeur
Jumped to the ground and received
the ladles and their bags. He seemed
i j to me devilish familiar, too. By Jove,
i the way he held my darling's hand
] > was the most Infernally audacious,
I o'ltrpgenus thlny I ever beheld!_ J
"Here, you get along now about
your business, whoever you are!" His
hand waved as though sweeping me
away. "I've a mind to kick you for
annoying that young lady."
He looked toward Frances and
could see he was showing off. But 1
thought she looked a bit disgusted.
As for the frump, she suddenly opened
the door, stepped down and then up
again, but this time behind the steer-
ing wheel.
"If you don't come on, I'm going,
she said quietly.
"Just a minute," he said, scowling
back at her. He faced me.
"Look here, If I hit you once"—he
leveled his Unger—"well, they'll have
to pick you up with a sponge, that's
all!"
ButL except tor flxjng my glass for
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