The Cushing Citizen (Cushing, Okla.), Vol. 7, No. 12, Ed. 1 Thursday, August 21, 1913 Page: 3 of 8
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have left will laat long enough to—
to—"
"Yas'm." aald old Martha, sniffing.
"Ah m a-cwiae. Dova you want to a*«
de man?"
Yea. aend him In." aald Mr*. Var-
nay.
Thor«> w&a a light tap on tha door
after Martha went out
"Come In." aald the mistress of the
houae, and there entered to her a bat-
tered and dilapidated specimen of
young humanity, hla arm in a allng.
My poor man!" exclaimed Mr*. Var-
ney. "Sit down." .
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Martha," she called to the old
woman, who paused at the door on her
way to the stairs, "can't you get some-
thing to eat and drink for thla gentle-
man?" ^
"Well, the pantry ain't obahflowin*.
as you know, Mrs. Varney. But Ah
reckon Ah might fin' a glass o' milk
ef Ah Jes' had to."
"All our wine has gone long ago,"
said Mrs. Varney to the soldier, "but
If a glass of milk—"
"I haven't seen a glass of milk for
three years, ma'am," answered the
man, smiling; "it would taste like nec-
tar."
"Martha will set It for you In the
dining room while you are waiting
What hospital did you come from, by
the way?"
"The Winder, ma'am."
"And Is it full?"
"They are laying them on blankets
on the floor. You can hardly step for
wounded men."
"I suppose you need everything?"
"Everything, but especially band-
ages."
"Have you been over to St. Paul's
church? The ladies are working there
tonight."
"Yes, ma'am, I've been over there,
but they're not working for the hos-
pital; they're making sand-bags for
fortifications."
"And where are you from?"
"I'm a Louisiana Tiger, ma'am," an-
swered the man proudly.
"You don't look much like It now,"
said the woman, smiling.
"No, I guess the lamb is more like
me now, but just wait until I get well
enough to go to the front'again," ad-
mitted the soldier cheerfully.
At this moment one of the ladies
who had been working in the .other
room came in carrying a small packet
of bandages done up In a coarse
brown paper.
"Oh, Miss Kittridge," said Mrs. Var-
I to »uy lata tonight. Mr* Varawf. II
I turn all! If «a * •« many
| morw ron* is it *on i <k> t«
I nap fu« \\> bit* ti mad old
thai, «ill make •ploadid Imo*
mm. and
"My d«>ar girl." aald ibe ■linn,
"stay aa long a« you po**ibly caa I
will »•* If Marfba an'l *#r*r »ou
aomothCng to am after a whit* I d«n '
bi»ll»*« thara la any t«*a I oft la lb*
buu»« "
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aald Ml«a Klttndg*
"And I don't bailer* there la murb
buttar altbar," smiled tba uldar
woman.
"Wall, It doesn't matter." aald th*
other "la—la your wo la there any
changeV
"Not for the better." «m the reply
"I am afraid bia fever la Increaalna "
"And baa tba surgeon sean him tbla
evening?"
"Not tonight."
"Why not?" exclaimed Miss Kitt-
ridge In great surprise. "Surely his
condition la sufficiently critical to de-
mand more than one brief visit in the
morning."
"I can't ask him to come twice with
so many waiting for him." said Mrs.
Varney.
"But they would not refuse you.
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"Edith Dear, How Late You Are."
Mrs. Varney," said Miss Kittridge
quickly. "There's that man going back
to the hospital, he's in the dining
room yet. I'll call him and send word
that—"
She started Impulsively toward the
door, but Mrs. Varney caught her by
the arm.
"No," she said firmly; "I can't let
you." /
"Not for your own son?"
"I am thinking of the sons of other
mothers. The surgeon has done all
that he can for him. And think how
many other son^ would have to be neg-
lected if he visited mine twice. He
will come again tomorrow."
The second woman stood looking at
her In mingled sympathy and amaze-
ment, and there was a touch of pride
in her glance, too. She was proud of
"I think a great m
Mra Varney. but—"
'Yea, but you wouldn't aver think of
tbla."*
"Certainly I abatl nol. unlj-aa you
tell me,"
"Well. I have been to aea the preal
dent "
"The president—Mr Davis?"
• "Yea."
"And what did you go to aea tbe
president for?"
"I aakvd him for an appointor-31 for
Captain Thorne "
"For Captain Thorne! My
"Yea. mother, for ibe war depart
ment telegraph service. And be gave
It to me, a special commission. He
gave It to me for father's sake and for
Captain Thorne's sake—he has mot
him and likes him—and for my own
"What sort of an appointment?"
"Appointing him to duty here In
Richmond, a very Important position
He won't be sent to the front, and he
will be doing bis duty just the same "
"But, Kdlth. you don't—you can't—"
"Yes, it will, mother. The president
-I Just love him—told me they need-
ed a man who understood telegraph-
ing and who was of high enough rank
to take charge of the service. As you
know, most of the telegraph operators
are privates, and Captain Thorne Is an
expert. Since he's been here in Rich-
mond he's helped them In the tele-
graph office often. Lieutenant Foray
told me so."
Mrs. Varney rose and moved away.
Edith followed her.
"Now, mamma!" she exclr.imed; "I
feel you are going to scold me, and
you must not, because it's all fixed
and the commission will be sent over
here In a few minutes—Just as soon
as It can be made out—and when it
comes I am going to give It to him
myself."
Mrs. Varney moved over toward tha
table and lifted a piece of paper, evi-
dently a note.
"He is coming this evening." she
said.
"How do you know?" asked her
daughter.
"Well, for one thing," said her moth-
er, "I can remember very few eve-
nings when he hasn't been here since
he was able to walk out of the hos-
pital."
"Mamma!"
"And for another thing, this note
came about half an hour ago."
"Is it for me?"
"For me, my dear, else I shouldn't
have opened it. You can read it. If
you like."
"Has it been here all this time?" ex-
claimed Edith Jealously.
"All this time. You will see what
he says. This will be his last call;
he has his orders to leave."
"Why, it's too ridiculous!" said the
ghrl; "Just as if the commission from
■"The PfH'iml Directed Ma to Oeltve#
Thit Into Vaur Handa" a
ll ran be?" (the •topped and listened
while Ibe door opened and Jonaa. tbe
butler. entered "Is It Captalo
Thorne?" a»h« d Kdlth eagerly.
"No. ma'am "
"Oh!"
-It's arother offlsuh. ma'am He
•aye be'a fum de preaident an' he's go1
to ae* MUa Kdlth puaaonally "
Jonaa extended a card whlrh. aa be
spoke, Kdlth took and glanced at In
differently
"Lieutenant Maxwell." she read
"Ask the gentleman In. Jonaa." aald
Mra Varney
"It's come," whlapered Kdlth to her
mother.
"Do'you know who he 1^"
"No- -but he's from th-' president—
It must be that commission."
At this moment old Jonas ushered
Into tbe drawing room a very dashing
young officer, handsome In face, gal
iant In bearing, and dressed In a Bhowy
and perfectly fitting uniform, whlrh
was quite a contrast to the worn habil
Iments of tbe men at the front. Mrs
Varney stepped forward a little, and
Lieutenant Maxwell bowed low before
her.
Oood evening, ma'am. Have I the
honor of addressing Miss Varney?"
'I am Mrs. Varney, sir."
"Madam." said the lieutenant, "1
am very much afraid this looks like
an Intrusion on my part, but I com"
from the president, and he desires me
to see Miss Varney perst/nally."
Anyone from the president could
not be otherwise than welcome, sir
This is my daughter. Edith, let me
present Lieutenant Maxwell."
The young lieutenant, greatly lm
pressed, bowed profoundly before her,
and taking a large brown envelope
from liis belt, handed it to her.
'Miss Varney," he said, "the presi
dent directed me to deliver this Into
your hands, with his compliments. He
is glad to be able to do this, he says
not only at your request, but because
of your father and for the merits ot
the gentleman in question."
Oh, thank you," criea the girl, tak
ing the envelope.
Won't you be seated. Lieutenant
Maxwell?" said Mrs. Varney.
"Yes, do," urged the girl, holding
the envelope pressed very tightly to
her side.
"Nothing would please me so much,
ladies," answered the lieutenant, "but
I must go back to the president's house
right away. I'm on duty this evening.
Would you mind writing me off a line
or two, Miss Varney, Just to say you
have received the communication?"
"Why, certainly, you want a receipt
I'll go upstairs to my desk; It won't
take a moment. And could I put in
how much I thank him for his kind-
ness?"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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beana pearl onion* relet* rummbera,
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quarts ot tlnegar make a paaie of all
lableepouafula of muaiard. one of tnr
tnertr. a rup of 0our iwo of sugar and
two teanpoonful# of cwlery seed Itrlng
to Ibe boiling point and pour wblle bol
over tbe drained plrklea.
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Itofurv Mm I may think al<»u4
TOOK HIS LIFE BY REQUEST
Girl Then Considered Annoying Suitor
Dead and Wanted No Corpse
In House.
He was a theatrical lover, and she
didn't like bis style in the least, for he
was constant in his devotion. whl"b
made matters worse She had tried
gentle means to get rid of him. but he
had disregarded them w ith painful per-
aistency
"D*ax one." be exclaimed, burling
himself tragically at her feet, "I love
you! My life is yours! Will you take
itr
She did not look like a murderess,
but she responded, with calm deter-
mination:
"l will."
He gazed at her rapturously.
"Don't do that." she begged, draw
lng back from bim as if in horror. "I
have taken your life, as you requested
me to do. and you are henceforth to
all Intents and purpose* dead."
He seemed daxed.
"I do not." she continued, turning
aside, "desire to have a dead person
in the house, and if you do not go
away at once I shall send for an un-
dertaker and have you removed to the
nearest cemetery."
Then the dreadful situation In which
his own precipitate folly bad placed
him was revealed, and he removed
himself with promptness and dispatch
Water Surface of Gioba.
The portion of the earth s surface
that la covered bj water, whan the
lakes and inland Beas are Included,
is three times as great as the dry
land area. Tbe surface area of tbe
oceans Is 127,000,000 square miles—aiv
area more than 40 times as large as
the United States. The ocean waters
teem with life Though thousands of
water creatures are known and clas-
sified. scientists are continually dis
covering new life forms in the ocean
depths. Heretofore dragnets have
been main!y depended upon, but tber«
are doubtless many sea animals tha/
eluda these txawla.
Mr fri
If I he ••ream *1 whlrh tuu wish to
<1rlnk I* n>ii«Wjr. go hl«her" Th* tirtln-
tain |a clear tjail Hamilton.
HELPFUL SUGGESTIONS.
Plara a watrh under a tumbler near
the bed of a alck person ibe ticking
will not then disturb blm. but tba
time piece may be easily reached.
Keep a roll of laundered wblte good*
to patch corset covers and lingerie
waist, a new piece wlU shrink and
pucker
Slip shoes j Into old stocking legs
when packing the trunk, using white
for the white shoes, tan for the tan
and black for the black shoes They
can be easily seen and will be kept
from Injuring anything they touch.
When slicing tomatoes use a knife
with saw teeth as they may be cut
better and thinner.
When bottling ketchup or fruit
Juices, put the corks Into boiling water
and boil for twenty minutes, they will
be pliable and easily inserted into tbe
boMles.
Keep a roll of paper toweling in the
kitchen which Ib absorbent and if
grease Is spilled use the paper instead
of a cloth to wipe it up. The paper
makes a good article to wipe out
plates before putting them into tbe
dish water.
Icing For Angal Cake—Put a cupful
of confectionery sugar In a bowl, add
the unbeaten whites of two eggs and
mix with the sugar a little at a time
until It Is soft and creamy, add a few
drops of vanila and some cold water
from time to time until soft enough
to spread. Do not beat.
Rice Waffles—To a cup of boiled
rice add a cup and a half of milk, stir
until there are no lumps. Add one-
half teaspoonful of salt, two well beat-
en eggs and two cups of flour, sifted
with two teaspoonfuls of baking pow-
der. Bake quickly.
Tardr Arrival tat tbe eoneart)—
H**e I tni**ed taurb? What ara tba/
playing now?
one of tba Oact-Tbo Ninth Wfm
phony
Tardy Arrival —Goodnaaa* aa I a*
lata aa that?
Ha Thinks It Halp*.
"What la an optimist?"
"A man who thinks that If ba pita
"Urgent" on a latter It will ba
llvered sooner than It would ba otbar>
wise." -Stray Storiea.
Pa Eaplalna.
"Pa. what does
t-l-o n e mean?"
"That la merely aa Italian wor<
for a little chin music,
run along and play."
Now.
Heaven Within Them.
Ex-President Taft concluded one of
his Yale lectures in the late spring
with a wise word on the subject of va-
cations.
"A lean, dyspeptic Judge," be said,
"once remarked to me with a groan
on a hot July day:
'Vacation time again! Vacations
are a nuisance. I can't understand
how it Is that, no matter where they
go, some people always have a good
time on their vacations.'
* 'That's easy to explain, Judge,'
said I. 'They take the good time along
with them.'"
Deplete World's Stock of Gold,
i Burning a small piece of gold leaf
Ils a custom observed by the Chinese j
at certain anniversary celebrations. |
and it is estimated that gold to the >
| value of more than ten million dol- j
1 lars is destroyed annually ih this
I way. This estimate is based on the |
assumption that each individual of a 1
! total population of 440.000.000 burns
1 at each of the two adversaries a >
i piece of gold leaf weighing 39S grain, i
j making a total of 171.000.000 grains. |
A five-dollar gold piece weighs 129 j
j grains.
Royal Matamorphoala.
"Tha King, changing Into a four-
horsed carriage, drove through tba Cafe
tie section."
A characteristic example of kingly
tact.—Punch.
Friendly Tip.
Ragman—Any old bottles
mum?
Woman—No; but you might
Soakem's, next door; his wlfe'i
Ing back from the seashore tomorrow.
tryW
»'a coot
Up Against It.
"That woodpecker may be peralafe
ent, but I think he's beaten this tlma."
"What's he trying to do?"
"Drill a hole into an iron trolley
pole."
At the Railway Reataurani.
"What shall L order for luiich?"
"Since you need Iron in your blood,
why not order some railroad frogs?"
St. Louis trade boosters recently rla-
Red 22 cities In one week.
Post
Toasties
for Lunch
Appetizing and whole-
some these hot Summer
days.
No cooking — no hot
kitchen.
Ready to eat direct from
the package — fresh, crisp
and dainty.
Serve with cream and
sugar — and sometimes
fresh berries or fruit,
Post T oastics are thin
bits of Indian Com, toasted
to a golden brown.
Acceptable at any meal—
Post Toasties
Sold by Grocen everywhere.
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