Mangum Sun-Monitor. (Mangum, Okla.), Vol. 23, No. 11, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 14, 1912 Page: 3 of 8
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Enterprising
In a section of Washington. sajn
Harper's Magazine. where there are
a number of restaurants. one enter-
prising concern haa displayed In great
Illuminated letters, "Open All Night."
Next to It »aa a reatauraut te aring
with equal prominence the legend:
"We Never Closs."
Third in order waa a Chlneae laun-
dry. In a little, low framed, tumble-
down hovel, and upon the front of
thla building waa the algn, In great,
scrawling letters:
"Me Wakas, Too."
THE
PRODIGAL
JUDGE
\By VAUOHAM KCSTER.
Jucsityrravi. A MEIV/U
synopsis.
Ths scene at the opening of tha story la
lal.t In the library of an old worn-out
southern plantation, known us the Har-
ony. The place la to be sold, and "•
history anil that of the owners. the
Qulntanls, Is the subject of discussion by
Jonathan Crenshaw, a b-islness rnun, a
atrsagt-r known as Bladen, and Uou
Taney, a fanner, when Hannibal «ayne
liaxurd. a mysterious child of the old
southern family, makes hla appearance.
Taney tells how he adopted the boy Na-
thaniel Kerrls buys the Barony, but the
<julntards dony any knowledge *>f the
boy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain
Murrell, a friend of the Qulntards. ap-
pears and auks queatlona about the '»lr-
ony. Trouble at Scratch Hill, when Han-
nibal Is kidnaped by Davo Blount, t.ap-
taln Murrell's agent. Yancy overtakes
Blount, kivus hint a thrashing and secures
the boy. Yancy appears before 8<iulre
Balaam; and Is discharged with costs for
the plaintiff. Betty Malroy, a friend of
the Ferrlses, has an encounter with l.ap-
taln Murrell. who forces his attentions on
her, and 1a rescued by Bruce Carrlngton.
Betty sets out for her Tennessee home
CarrlnKton takea the same stage. Yancy
end Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on
their trail. Hannlbwl arrives at the home
of Judge Slocum Price. The Judge recog-
nizes In the boy, the grandson of an old
time friend. Murrell arrives at Judge s
home. Cavendish family on raft rescue
Taney, who is apparently dead. 1 rice
breaks Jail. Betty and Carrlngton arrive
at Hello I'laln. Hannibal's rllle discloses
aome startling things to the Judge. Han-
nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar-
rlvea In Belle Plain. Is playing for big
stakes. Taney awakes from long dream-
less sleep on board the raft. Judge "r'c®
makes startling discoveries In looking up
land titles. Charles Norton, a young
planter, who assists the Judge. Is mys-
teriously assaulted. Norton Informs car-
rlngton that Betty has promised to marry
him. Norton Is mysteriously shot. More
light on Murrell's plot. He plans upris-
ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni-
bal. visits Betty, and she keeps the boy
as a companion. In a stroll Betty takes
■with Hannibal they meet Bess Hicks,
daughter of the overseer, who warns
Betty of danger and counsels her to
leave Belle Plain at once. Betty, terri-
fied. acts on Bess' advice, and on their
way their carriage It stopped by Slossorv
the tavern keeper, and a confederate, ana
Betty and Hannibal are made prisoners.
The pair are taken to Hicks' cabin, In an
almost Inaccessible spot, and there Mur-
rell visits Betty and reveals his part in
the plot and his object. Betty spurns
his proffered love and the interview is
ended by the arrival of Ware, terrified
at possible outcome of the crime. Judge
Price, hearing of the abduction, plans ac-
tion. The Judge takes charge of the
situation, and search for the missing ones
ts Instituted. Carrlngton visits the Judge
and allies are discovered. Judge Price
visits Colonel Fentress, where he meets
Yanpy and Cavendish. Becoming enraged.
Price dashes a glass of whisky into the
colonel's face and a duel is arranged. Mur-
Kll is arrested for negro steali"S
ibble bursU. The Judge and Mahaffy
discuss the coming duel. _Carrl"8ton
makes frantic search for Betty and the
boy. Carrlngton finds Betty and Hanni-
bal, and a fierce gun fight follows. Yancy
appears and assists In the rescue. Bruce
Carrlngton and Betty come to an under-
standing. The Judge receives an Import-
ant letter.
CHAPTER xxxi.—(Continued.)
At last he decided to go back to
the judge; and a moment later was
hurrying down the lane In the direc-
tion of the highroad, but, jaded as he
■was by the effort he had already put
for that day, the walk to Raleigh
made tremendous demands on him,
and it was midnight when he entered
the little town.
It cannot be said that he was alto-
gether surprised when he found their
cottage dark and apparently desert-
ed. He had half expected this. En-
tering, and not stopping to secure a
candle, he groped his way upstairs to
the room on the second floor which
he and the judge shared.
"Price!" he called, but this gained
him no response, and he cursed soft-
ly under his breath.
He hastily descended to the kitch-
en, lighted a candle, and stepped into
the adjoining room. On the table was
a neat pile of papers, and topping the
pile was the president's letter. Be-
ing burdened by no false scruples,
and thinking it might afford some
clue tos the judge's whereabouts, Ma-
hafTy took it up and read it. Having
mastered Its contents he Instantly
glanced in the direction of the City
Tavern, but It was wrapped in dark-
ness.
"Price Is drunk somewhere," was
his definite conclusion. "But he'll be
at Boggs' the first thing in the morn-
ing—most likely so far gone he can
hardly stand!"
The letter, with Its striking news,
made little or no impression on him
Just then; it merely furnished the
clue he hrd sought. The judge was
ofT somewhere marketing his pros-
pects
After a time Mahaffy went up-
stairs, and, without removing nis
clothes, threw himself on the bed. He
was worn down to the point of ex-
haustion, yet he could not sleep,
though the deep silence warned him
that day was not far off. What If—
but he would not let the thought
shape Itself in his mind. He had wit-
nessed the judge's skill witt the pis-
tol, and he had even a certain irra-
tional faith In that gentleman's des-
tiny. He prayed God that Fertress
might die quickly and decently with
the Judge's bullet through his brain.
Over and over In savage supplication
he muttered his prayer that Fentress
might die.
Mahaffy watched for the coming of
the dawn, but before the darkness
lifted he had risen from the bed and
gone downstairs, where he made him
self a cup of wretched coffee. Then
be blew out his candle and watched
the gray light spread. He was im-
patient now to be off, and fully an
kour before the sun, set out for
The Pistol Slipped From His Fingers.
Boggs', a tall, gaunt figure in the
shadowy uncertainty of that October
morning. He was the first to reach
the place of meeting, but he had
scarcely entered the meadow when
Fentress rode up, attended by Tom
Ware. They dismounted, and the
colonel lifted his hat. Mahaffy bare-
ly acknowledged the salute; he was
in no mood for courtesies that meant
nothing. Ware was clearly of the
same mind.
There was an awkward pause, then
Fentress and Ware sfcoke together in
a low tone. The planter's speech was
broken and hoarse, and his heavy,
blood-shot eyes yvere the eyes of a
haunted man; this was all a part of
Fentress' scheme to face the world,
and Ware still believed that the fires
Hicks had kindled had served his des-
perate need.
When the first long shadows stole
out from the edge of the woods Fen-
tress turned to Mahaffy, whose glance
was directed toward the distant cor-
was the victim of an unprovoked at-
tack."
Mr. Ware accepted this statement
with equanimity, not to say indiffer-
ence.
"Are you ready?" he asked; he
glanced at Mahaffy, who by a slight
inclination of the head signified that
he was. "I reckon you're a green
hand at this sort of thing?" comment-
ed Tom evilly.
"Yes," said Mahaffy tersely.
"Well, listen: I shall count, one,
two, three; at the word three you will
fire. Now take your positions."
Mahaffy and the colonel stood fac-
ing each other, a distance of twelve
paces separating them. Mahaffy was
pale but dogged; he eyed Fentress
unflinchingly. Quick on the word Fen-
tress fired, an instant later Mahaffy's
pistol exploded; apparently neither
bullet had taken effect, the two men
maintained the rigid attitude they had
assumed; then Mahaffy was seen to
turn on his heels, next his arm drop-
ner of the field, where he knew hi&! ped to his side and the pistol slipped
friend must first appear.
"Why are we waiting, sir?" he de-
manded, his tone cold and formal.
"Something has occurred to detain
Price," answered Mahaffy.
The colonel and Ware exchanged
looks. Again they spoke together,
while Mahaffy watched the road. Ten
minutes slipped by In this manner,
and once more Fentress addressed
Mahaffy.
"Do you know what could have de-
tained him?" he inquired, the ghost
of a smile curling his thin lips.
"I don't," said Mahaffy, and relapsed
into a moody and anxious silence. He
held dueling in very proper abhor-
rence, and only his feeling of intense
but never-declared loyalty to his
friend had brought him there.
Another interval of waiting suc-
ceeded.
I have about reached the end of
my patience; I shall wait just ten
minutes longer," said Fentress, and
drew out his watch.
"Something has happened—" began
Mahaffy.
"I have kept my engagement; he
should have kept his," Fentress con-
tinued, addressing Ware. "I am sor-
ry to have brought you here for noth-
ing, Tom."
"Wait!" said Mahaffy, planting him-
self squarely before Fentress.
"I consider this comic episode at
an end," and Fentress pocketed his
watch.
"Scarcely!" rejoined Mahaffy. His
long arm shot out and the open palm
of his hand descended on the col-
onel's face. "I am here for my
friend," he said grimly.
The colonel's face paled and col-
ored by turns.
"Have you a weapon?" he asked,
when he could command his toics.
Mahaffy exhibited the pistol he haa
carried to Belle Tialn the da; be-
fore
from his fingers, a look of astonish
inent passed over his face and left it
vacant and staring while his right
hand stole up toward his heart; he
raised it slowly, with difficulty, as
though it were held down by some in-
visible weight.
A hush spread across the field. It
was like one of nature's invisible
transitions. Along the edge or the
woods the song of birds was stricken
into silence. Ware heavy-eyed—Fen-
tress, his lips twisted by a tortured
smile, watched Mahaffy as he panted
for breath, with his hand clenched
against his breast. That dead, oppres-
sive silence lasted but a moment;
from out of it came a cry that smote
011 the wounded man's ears and
reached his consciousness.
"It's Price—" he gasped, his words
bathed in blood, and he pitched for-
ward on his face.
Ware and Fentress had heard the
cry, too, and running to their horses
threw themselves into the saddle and
galloped off. The Judge midway of
the meadow roared out a furious pro-
test, but the mounted men turned in-
to the highroad and vanished from
sight, and the Judge's shaking legs
bore him swiftly in the direction of
the gaunt figure on the ground.
Mahaffy struggled to rise, for he j
was hearing his friend's voice now,
the voice of utter anguish, calling his
name At last painful effort brought
tiim to his knees. He saw the Judge,
clothed principally in a gaily colored
bed-qullt, batless and shoeless, his
face sodden and bleary from his
night's debauch. Mahaffy stood erect
and staggered toward him, his hand
over his wound, his features drawn
and livid, then with a cry he dropped
at his friend's feet.
"Solomon! Solomon!" And the
judge knelt beside him.
"It's all right. Price: 1 kept your
appointment," whispered Mahaffy;
"Step off the ground. Tom." Fen-1 bloody spume was gathering on his
tress spoke quietly. When Ware had j lips, and he stared up st his friend j
done as requested, the colonel spoke j with glassy eyes.
again. "You are my witness that i| In vary shame the Judge hid bis,
face In his bauds, while sobs shook
him.
"Solomon—Solomon, why did yov
do this?" be cried miserably.
The harsh lines on the dying man's
face erased themselves.
"You're the only friend I'vs known
in twenty years of loneliness, Price.
I've loved you like a brother," he
panted, with a pause between each
word.
Again the Judge burled his face in
bis bands.
"I know It. Solomon—1 know It!"
be moaned wretchedly.
"Price, you are still a man to be
reckoned with. There's the boy; take
your place for bis Bake and keep It—
you can."
"I will—by God, I will!" gasped the
Judge. "You hear me? You hear me,
Solomon? By Ood's good help, 1 will!"
"You have the president's letter—
I saw it—" said Mahaffy in a whisper.
"Yes!" cried the Judge. "Solomon,
the world Is chrnging ror us!"
"For me most of all," murmured
Mahaffy. and there was a bleak In-
stant when the Judge's ashen counte-
nance held the full pathos of age and
failure. "Remember your oath, Price,"
gasped the dying man. A moment ot
silence succeeded. Mahaffy's eyes
closed, then the heavy lids slid back.
He looked up at the Judge while the
harsh lines of his sour old face soft-
ened wonderfully. "Kiss me, Price,"
he whispered, and as the Judge bent
to touch him on the brow, the soft-
ened lines fixed themselves in death,
while on his lips lingered a smile that
was neither bitter nor sneering.
CHAPTER XXXII.
The Judge's Grandaon.
In that bare upper room they had
shared, the judge, crushed and bro-
ken, watched beside the bed on which
the dead man lay; unconscious of the
flight of time he sat with his head
bowed in his hands, having scarcely
altered his position since he begged
those who carried Mahaffy up the
narrow stairs to leave him alone with
his friend.
He was living over the past. He
recalled his first meeting with Ma-
haffy in the stuffy cabin of the small
river packet from which they had
later gone ashore at Pleasantvllle; he
thanked God that it had been given
him to see beneath Solomon's forbid-
ding exterior and Into that starved
heart! He reviewed each phase or
the almost insensible growth or their
intimacy; he remembered Mahaffy's
fine true loyalty at the time or his ar-
rest—he thought or Damon and
Pythias—Mahaffy had reached the
heights of a sublime devotion; he
could only feel ennobled that he had
inspired It.
At last the dusk of twilight In-
vaded the room. He ilghted the can-
dles on the chimneypiece, then he re-
sumed his seat and his former atti-
tude. Suddenly he became aware of
a small hand that was resting on his
arm and glanced up; Hannibal had
stolen quietly Into the room. The
boy pointed to the still figure on the
bed.
"Judge, what makes Mr. Mahaffy lie
so quiet—Is he dead?" he asked in a
whisper.
"Yes, dear lad," began the Judge in
a shaking voice, as he drew Hannibal
toward him, "your friend and mine is
dead—we have lost him." He lifted
the boy into his lap, and Hannibal
pressed a tear-stained face against
the judge's shoulder. "How did you
get here?" the judge questioned gent-
ly.
"Uncle Bob fetched me," said Han-
nibal. "He's down.-stairs, but he
didn't tell me Mr. Mahaffy was dead."
"We have sustained a great loss,
Hannibal, and we must never forget
the moral grandeur of the man. Some
day, when you are older, and I can
bring myself to speak of it, I will tell
you of his last moments." The judge's
voice broke, a thick sob rose choking-
ly in his throat. "Poor Solomon! A
man of such tender feeling that he hid
it from the world, for his was a rare
nature which only revealed ltseir to
the chosen few he honored with his
love." The judge lapsed Into a mo-
mentary brooding silence, in which
his great arms drew the boy closer
against his heart. "Dear lad, since 1
left you at Belle Plain a very aston-
ishing knowledge has come to me.
It was the Hand of Providence—1 see
it now—that first brought us togeth-
er. You must not call me Judge a.ny
more; I am your grandtather—your
mother was my daughter."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Dress for an Earthquake.
An old lady was staying a» a hotol
at Nice at the time of the earthquaKe.
"My dear," she was wont to say. "I
was simlpy tumbled out of bed and
the ceiling cracked. 1 threw on a fur
cloak and unconsciously pulled on one
long black suede glove, and when 1
got down to the hall and found all
the other guests—my dear. 1 was the
best dressed woman there!"
NO SLFEPING-6AG FOR THEM
Laplanders Perfsrred the Snow and
the Open Air, and So Had s
Comfortable Night.
fllr llenry Lucy tells In the Corn-
hill Magazine a good story that he
had from Nsnsen. the eiplorer. It
amusingly Illustrates the hardy health
of the Laplanders
Part of Nansen's equipment for his
trip across Greenland conalated of two
Sleeping bags made of undreaaed
Skins On the first night of the Jour-
ney Nanaen and his two Norwegian
companions got Into one of the baga,
pulled the mouth tight across their
neck*, end so slept In the snow with
only their heads out.
Before retiring to rest N'anse.i saw
the three Inlanders hr had engaged
for the expedition cosily tucked Into
the other sleeping bug When he
awoke In the morning, almost numb
with coM. he observed that the bag
in which he had tied up the Inland-
ers was empty, slid that they were no-
where In sight He waa afraid they
had deserted him. and scrambling
out of the bag went In search of
them. He fjund the three men fsat
asleep behind a hillock of snow that
they had scraped together as a pro-
tection against the wind.
"Ah. master," they said, when ask-
ed to explain this extraordinary con-
duct, "wo couldn't sleep In that thing.
It was too hot, so wo got out and
have had a comfortable night here."
Faahion Note.
T,ady Duff Dordon, at a tea at the
Ritz-Oarlton, praised the pannier
skirt.
'Rverybody likes It, it 1b so grace-
ful.* she said, smiling "Rverybody
liken it except crusty old fellows:"
She turned tfa a crusty old fellow
upon a I.ouls Seize chair beside her
and continued:
"I know a woman whose husband
growled at her when sho tried on a
new pannier gown for him:
" 'I don't see why you wear those
ridiculous big panniers. You haven't
got the hips to fill them.'
"The woman blushed and bit her
lip. Then she said quietly:
'"But do you fill your silk hat,
George?'"
House Plans Importsnt.
The care In the home and all other
forms of household work are greatly
facilitated by right planning and the
use of suitable materials for the
construction and furnishing of the
home. An sdequate and convenient
water supply and other conveniences
are essential, not only for totnfort
and for saving labor, but also from
the standpoint of home hygiene.
Important to Mothara
Examine carefully every bottle of
CA8T0RIA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and chlldrei., and see that It
Bean
Signatu
In Use For Over 30'Vears.
Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria
"tur*ot
Some folks calculate to get on In
the world upon the shoulders of other
people.—Christian Hersld.
Hard to See Under Water.
There is no scientific instrument of
the "scope" character which enables
one to see down to 60 or 60 feet under
water. When the sun shines vertical-
ly over water, a box or bucket with a
glass bottom is often used to look
into the water. A cloth covering to
exclude light from the box or bucket
Is sometimes employed. But without
electric or some other light in the
water these devices are not very satis-
factory.
r° DRIVE OPT MALARIATHE SYKTFM
Take the Old Standard UttOVMS TASTK1.KSS
CHILL TON 1C. You know what yon aro Uhklnir.
The formula Is plainly printed on every bottle,
• howtnir It is simply Quinine and Iron In *
form, ami the most. pfT»"«tual form. Ifor grown
people and children, 60 cent*. Adr. •
DON'T
"Be Peeved"
because your stomach is
unsble to do Its work prop-
erly—or becsuse your liver
is lazy and bowels clogged.
x] CHEER UP-GET [x]
A BOTTLE OF
HOSTETTER'S
STOMACH BITTERS
today. For 60 yesrs It has
been effectual in such cases.
Their Use.
"Why do ships have needle guns?"
"To thread their way, stupid."
Mrs. Wlnslow's Soothing Syrup for Children
teething, softens the gums, reduces Inflamma-
tion, allays pain,cures wind colic, 16c a bottle.Mv.
Unfortunately charity* doesn't seem
to possess any of the qualities of a
boomerang.
ITCH Relieved in 30 Minute..
Woolford's Sanitary Lotion for all kinds of
•ontatfloua itch. At Druggists. Adv.
A woman is alwa;-j trying to im-
press upon her husband that she Isn't
feeling as well as she ought to.
The mild mellow quality of LEWIS'
Single Binder cigar is what the smokers
want. Adv..
A voice used too much In scolding
is not Rood to sing with.
Get a Canadian Homa
In Western Canada's
Free Homestead Area
the
pro vi nci
Maniteba
has several New Home-
steading Districts that
utTord rare opportunity
to secure 1CU acres of ex-
c e 11 e n t agricultural
land 1BEK.
For Grain Growing
and Cattle Raiting
flra
this province has no superior and
In prolltable agriculture shows an
unbroken period of overa quarter
of a Oentury.
Perfect climate: good markets;
railways convenient: soil the very
best, and social conditions most
desirable.
Vacant lands adjacent to Free
Tlomesteads may be purchased
and also In the older districts
lands can be bought at reason-
able prices.
For further particulars write to
q. a. cook.
125 N. 9th STREET, KANSAS CITY. BO.
Canadian Government'Agents, or
address Superintendent of
Immigration, Ottawa, Csssds.
The Stomach
Is the Target'
Aim to make that strong—and digestion good—and you
will keep welJ I No'chain is stronger than its weakest
link. No man is stronger than his stomach. With
stomach disordered a train of diseases follow.
Pr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery
makes -the stomach healthy, the liver active and the blood pure. Made from
forest roots, and extracted without the use of alcohol. Sold by druggists, in
liquid form at $1.00 per bottle for over 40 years, giving general satisfaction.
It you prefer tablets as modified by R. V. Pierce, M- D., these Ma ba
bad of medicine dealers or trial box by mall on receipt ot SOc la sbuap*.
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