The Wanette Enterprise (Wanette, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 32, Ed. 1 Friday, October 23, 1914 Page: 2 of 4
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THE WANETTE ENTERPRISE
The Governor's
f A Novelization of
I^aOy Alice Bradley's Play
©3? GERTRUDE STEVENSON
Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production
Ooprrlght, IMS U*uL>UcaUon lupins Uosorratl) by David Uelaboo.
SYNOPSIS.
Daniel Blade, suddenly advances from a
penniless miner to a millionaire. He Is
ambitious to become governor of the
state. His simple, home-loving wife falls
to rise to the new conditions. Blade meets
Katherine, daughter of Senator Strick-
land. and sees In her all that Mary Is
not. He separates from his wife and takes
rooms at hlB club. Editor Merritt, who
has been attacking Slade, Is won over to
the latter's support because he cannot
otherwise supply the money demanded for
a European trip for Mrs. Merritt. Kath-
erine agrees to marry Slade when he Is
free. Bob Hayes, In love with Katherine,
has a stormy session with her over her
affair with Slade. Mary, anxious to make
It up with Slade, appears at Strickland’s
house during a political conference.
Blade Informs her that separation Is final.
Mary declares that she will fight a di-
vorce. She returns to the little cottage
where they started out In married life.
CHAPTER IX—Continued.
Conscious of the song, Mary remem-
bered the lamb stew that she had left
cooking on the kitchen fire. Dan had
always loved lamb stew; that is, her
lamb stew. She remembered how
heartily he always ate of It, how he
never failed to pass hls plate for a
second "helpinig,” and how he used
to look up at her and say:
“This Is lapping good, Mary. I
think I will have a bit more.”
Just as if he needed any urging!
Mary found her thoughts growing
very tender when she suddenly re-
membered that tonight she must sit
down alone at the table, that instead
of two she would only serve one. plate-
ful of that stew. Her heart contracted
■with a pathetic, futile longing for
things as “they used to be,” and grew
hitter as she remembered conditions
as they were. Che sat with her face
pillowed on her arms, so absorbed in
her unhappy reflections that she didn't
hear the door open, didn’t hear a step
until someone leaned over and kissed
her tenderly on the faded cheek that
Dan used to pat so lovingly and declare
■was lovelier than their garden roses.
"Oh, Rob!" Mary exclaimed, start-
ing up In glad surprise. ”1 didn’t hear
you drive up.”
"I didn’t," Bob laughed, good-
naturedly. ”My car 1b stranded two
blocks back,” and he threw his linen
duster on the sofa as Mary hastened
In her fond little way to take his hand
and hover about him.
"It’s strange how near town this
place seems to be,” Bob rattled on.
"When we lived here before It was
Bob Hayes.
clear out In the country, but with
a motor car It’s right next door to
town.”
"Well, aunty," and he stretched
himself out in an easy chair, ”1 sup-
pose it’s like heaven to you to get
back here to the old home you lived
in so many years?”
"Yes," Mary agreed, rather Indiffer-
ently.
"Any of the old neighbors left. I’d
like to see them—some of ’em."
”1 never noticed before how many
questions old neighbors could ask,
Rob,” Mary sighed, aB she recounted
the curious visits of her old friends,
who had Inquired anxiously and re-
peatedly for Mr. Slade, how he was
getting on, and when he would be
down, and a dozen other questions In
the phraseology of people who, as old
friends, take the liberty of coming as
Bear as possible to demanding that
you unburden your soul to them on
the spot. "You’ll kind of have to
dodge ’em, Bob. I don’t know when
I’ve lied so. What do you think of
a man who forces a woman to lie?"
“Well,” Hayes hated the old subject,
hated the thought of Mary dwelling
continually on her unhappiness.
’’Didn't they know about 81ade?” and
he began to toy with the spools of
thread that Mary had been using for
the Inevitable sewing that had so an-
noyed her husband.
"Either they don't know or they
want to find out more than they al-
ready know,” Mary answered, wearily.
"So I sit here lying and lying."
"You Intend to stick it out and stay
here?"
“Yes,” Mary answered with a quiet
determination.
"Well, he can’t call this desertion,”
Hayes went on. "You own this house
together. It’s your home as well as
his."
"Yes,” agreed Mary, "but it's awful
fighting my husband. What’s the mat-
ter with you. Bob? You used to tell
me a lot about Miss Strickland, and
lately you—have you had any trouble?”
she asked, kindly, forgetting her own
sorrow at the thought of the possible
unhappiness of this young man whom
she loved as tenderly as if he had been
her own son.
“Don’t let us talk about her,” Bob
objected.
"All right, Robert.” Mary attempted
to be cheery as she saw how abstract-
ed and dejected Bob was. "Dinner
will be ready in a minute and you
can sit right down.”
"I won’t give In to him!” she de-
clared as she put on an extra plate
and knife and fork. "I’ll never give
him that divorce."
"Don't you ever think of anything
else?” Hayes questioned, soberly.
“No; It’s no use, Robert; I get hot
and cold hating my husband when I
think how he is treating me. I know
it’s wrong, but I do! Sometimes when
I wake up suddenly In the night .and
see the old room and remember that
he’s living at his club and enjoying
life and me here miserable, I just
get sick hating him."
"Now, auntie”—Hayes was anxious
to divert her attention—“I wouldn’t
think of that. You have the best of
him. You’ve got him beaten. I have
a good lawyer for you, and he’ll be out
to see you today. You know I'd take
the case myself, but it wouldn’t be pro-
fessional. You’ve positively made up
your mind to fight the divorce to a
finish?”
“Tooth and nail!” Mary’s answer
came through eet teeth.
“Then you’ve got him. He can’t
fight a woman In the courts in his
position, with hls nomination before
him.” *
‘T’ve got him, have I?' Mary was
all eagerness now.
’’You’re sure of It? Was he very
mad about my coming here? Has my
lawyer seen his lawyer?”
Hayes answered the last of her many
queetions first. “They met today.”
“Did you get me two lawyers, Rob?”
“Yes, I got two. I got a whole
firm.”
"Do you think 1 need another—bo's
to be sure?”
Hayes laughed.
"You have all you need, auntie.”
"Thank God, I got the telephone In
so they can call me up.” Mary was
almost feverish In her excitement. “I
couldn’t go on the witness stand. He
doesn't know that, though. Any signs
of Dan going back to the house, now
I’m out of It?"
The bell that never hesitates to in-
terrupt at any moment rang Insist-
ently. Mary Jumped about in her ex-
citement and finally took down the
receiver. She dropped It as hastily
and backed away.
“You’d better answer It, Rob.”-
“It’s Slade," Bob declared, holding
hie hand over the transmitter. "He
wants to talk to you.”
“No, siree!” Mary was vehement
“Cut him off! I ain’t going to talk to
him. I’.ve got two lawyers. Tell him
to have his lawyer talk to mine. My
heart’s so hard against him—I couldn’t
listen to the sound of my own voice,”
and she sank weakly into a chair as
Hayes continued to converse with
Slade. "No, she says not,” he was
saying. "No, I am not out here wind-
ing her up or advising her," and he
banged up the receiver.
"What’d he say?” Mary was wring-
ing her hands In her uncontrollable ex-
citement.
"Oh, he Just called me a skunk and
cut off,” answered Hayes, as he non-
chalantly lighted a cigarette. He paced
up and down the room for a moment
and then turned on her:
"God I I’d like to haul him through
every court in the country. The scoun-
drel!”
“I don’t like to hear you talk like
that about him, Rob,” Mary remon-
strated. "He’s been a pretty good
friend to you.”
"Well, perhaps.’’ Hayes tried to
calm herself for her sake. “He’s all
right, I suppose.”
“I dunno that he Is.” Mary’s mood
was variable. “When I think of that
divorce—”
“Slade’s coming down here today,
aunty. He declares you’re here under
hls very eyes, and he’s determined
that you shall go away, and desert
him and give him the opportunity to
divorce you. He says the whole coun-
try will know of the trouble unless
you go away. That’s what he said
over the phone.”
"Well, I’ll Btay right here. I can’t
get over it, Rob,” and her voice quiv-
ered in spite of herself. ”1 can’t get
over the suddenness of it; his want-
ing that divorce happened just like
that," and she snapped her fingers to
illustrate her meaning. "Before that
he never thought of It. It’s curious,”
she paused, thoughtfully; “do you
know that sometimes when I get to
thinking about It—I—something comes
over me, an idea that—shut that out-
side door, Rob,” she commanded be-
fore she would continue. "1 wonder
If there isn’t—I declare I’m ashamed
to say it—but I wonder if it could be
possible that there's—some woman,”
she finally managed to get the word
out.
"Auntie!” It was not necessary for
Hayes to feign surprise, for, although
he knew the situation, ho had been
confident that such a thought had
never entered Mary Slade'B pure-mind-
ed thoughts.
The pent-up emotion of days broke,
and Mary sank sobbing Into a chair,
burying her face in her hands. With
the expression of the thought that
heretofore she had never admitted
even to herself, her self-control van-
ished and she cried out desperately:
“Well, what do you think he wanted
that divorce for so suddenly?”
"People usually do get divorced
when they can’t get on, don’t they?”
Hayes was willing to lie to shield her
from the knowledge that he knew
would bo the bitterest part of all the
wormwood that she had already tasted.
"Sometimes I wonder,” Mary con-
tinued, reflectively, "sometimes I’m
almost positive that—No! Slade Isn’t
that sort of a man. My husband Isn’t
that sort of a man, Rob.”
“No, of course he isn’t."
"You didn’t know what I was going
to say,” she objected.
“Yes, I did. About women.”
“He never noticed any other wom-
an,” she told herself positively.
"No,” Hayes agreed.
"You haven’t heard of anything like
that, have you?” she questioned.
“No, no, I haven’t." Hayes was find-
ing the cross-examination extremely
trying, convinced as he was that Mary
must be 6aved from the knowledge of
Katherine at any cost. “If there were
anything, you'd hear it. Don’t worry.”
‘‘Robert,’’ and she looked at him In-
tently. "Would you tell me if—”
"No. I would not!” asserted Hayes
vigorously. "Haven’t you got enough
trouble now?”
“But, Robert, you are my friend,
aren’t you? You ought to—”
He was saved from any further
questions along that unwelcome line
by the sound of the doorbell and a
nloment later Merritt opened the door
without ceremony.
“Well!” Hayes was far from cor-
dial.
"I beg your pardon for entering so
abruptly.” Merritt was the same old
talkative, suave, good-fellow, I’m-your-
friend-Merritt, "but I was bound to see
Mrs. Slade. I’jp for the Slade family—
but I’m for all the Slade family, so I
hope you won’t make a stranger of
me.”
Mary was politely Indifferent and
Hayes* with back turned, was tapping
his foot uneasily on the floor. Alto-
gether not the warmest welcome a
man ever received.
“This man Is likely to publish any-
thing you may eay, auntie,” Hayes
warned over his shoulder.
“Oh, come now, Hayes,” objected
Merritt, “I’m here on a perfectly
friendly visit. I well remember this
little place,” and he looked about. “I
stopped here some years ago and Mr.
Slade brought us a drink of water.
Slade was in hls shirtsleeves, I re-
member. Big man, Slade!” and he
eyed Mrs. Slade inquiringly. “Big
man!” he exclaimed again as Mary
remained silent, her features giving
no clew to her feelings.
“Well, my wife has gone off to Eu-
rope on a long-extended tour.” Mer-
ritt was determined to make conversa-
tion if he had to do it alone. "I’m
quite alone. In fact, we’re in the same
boat—alone.”
“I’m not,” Hayes burst forth.
“Thank God, I’ve got my troubles, but
HATCH CHICKS BY HUNDRED
Incubator Is Almost Necessity Where
Large Flook* Are Wanted—Get
a Good Machine.
.
"You Are Going to Oppose the DP
vorce?”
I’m not married, so I’m not quite
alone.”
Merritt laughed good-naturedly, glad
at any kind of response.
“Pardon me, Hayes," he cleared hls
throat nervously. "I’d like to talk with
Mrs. Slade.”
“Oh, all right,” and with his hande
thrust Into his pockets, Hayes strolled
leisurely Into the kitchen.
"My dear little woman,” Merritt be-
gan In hls most engaging manner, as
soon as Hayes had left the room. “You
have my deepest sympathy and most
profound respect. Your position Is
touching, if you'll excuse me for say-
ing it I can see your side of it, too.
Now the point Is this: A week ago
when you called at the senator’s house,
Slade had Jukt- said you were going
East to live permanently. I muet say
very few women—very few—would do
as much for a man. For Instance, Mrs.
Merritt, I know, wouldn’t. I needn’t
tell you that the whole community will
admire you for your reserved dignity—
if you go, Mrs. Slade.”
“I’m not going," Mary’s voice was
ominously quiet.
“You’re going to oppose the di-
vorce?”
"Yes.” came the soft answer.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
(By ELIZABETH PUTNAM.)
If you expect to hatch chicks by the
hundred, an Incubator Is almost a
necessity. The hens required for this
would be worth more to you for laying
than the Interest on the machine and
the oil. Then the advantage of having
a large flock of the same size Is a time
saver In caring for them and an In-
centive to buyers when It iB time to
make sales.
Consult your neighbors on this point
and secure as many catalogues as pos-
sible from the various firms. Valuable
pointers will be picked up from both
sources. It Is poor economy to get a
cheap Incubator, unless you can be as
sured that It does good work. Eggs
falling to hatch or chicks which are
not up to the average in vitality are
always serious losses. The best fa-
cilities for hatching are none too good.
Do not hurry the eggs into the ma-
chine until you have had It working
for you at least onejlay under perfect
control. If it has been used before,
wash out the egg chamber, trays, etc.,
with a five per cent solution of creo-
: line as a safeguard against bowel
trouble. Use only the beet of oil, trim
the wick dally, and follow as closely
' as possible the directions which ac
company your machine.
Never trust to eggs bought at a
neighboring store. They will probably
; be a heterogeneous collection, and ol
1 uncertain age. If chilled, the value for
hatching Is greatly lessened. There la
some one in almost every neighbor
hood with a well graded flock of the
breed you prefer. Hunt that person
out and get her to furnish the number
required, even If you have to pay her
a cent or two a dozen extra for being
able to vouch for their good quality,
and for wrapping each in a piece of
paper when packing. Thie latter pro
caution not only protects from chill,
but from jar In transit.
CATCHING FOWLS MADE EASY
Excellent Device May Be Constructed
Out of Barrel Hoop and Netting
From Old Hammock.
Who has not seen the farmer, hls
wife, the hired man and one or more
children engaged In the exciting chase
for the chicken which is to be served
for the family dinner? All around the
yard, over the fence, under the barn,
through the garden, until somebody
luckily falls upon it. An easier way
Is to make-a long-handled net, using
a sound, well-made barrel hoop. An.
old hammock makes a fine net for
this purpose. The net should be about
Handy in Chicken Yard.
two feet deep. Lay it down, mouth
up, put a few grains of corn on top,
pretend you are looking the other way
and when a chicken steps on the net
to pick out the corn, lift up suddenly
tip it Blightly to one side, and you
have the fowl safe. If you are pan
tlcularly expert the net may be
dropped down over the bird.
MILK IS GOOD FOR POULTRY
IN THE FLAMES OF THE PYRE
Disposal of Brahmin Dead a Matter of
Infinite Pathos to the Relatives
Who Watch Rites.
Even as we came opposite, the bear-
ers lifted one of them, all cool and
dripping, from the river, and laid
It, the slim, small figure, so quietly,
so content, on a half-built pyre.
Brushwood and fagots were built over
it, and at head and foot and sides
the fire was applied. A Brahman di-
rected the rites, and once, as the
flames mounted and aspired, the
brother, who was watching, clutched
at his heart as there appeared for a
moment, at the top of the pyre, a
girl’s face, with closed eyes, and
mouth that seemed to smile; then the
radiant veil of flame Bhrouded it again
The smoke rose iu gray whorls and
streamers against the stainless and
tender blue of the Bky, and Btill the
brother watched, quiet again and com-
posed; he had given only that one
sign to show that he loved her whose
ashes now lay among the charred
and smouldering logs. Or rather It
was only for the moment that, think-
ing of days of childhood and dawns
by the riverside, he forgot that it was
not she who had been consumed In
the flame* of the pyre. Then he re-
membered again, and looking up from
the pyre to the dazzling river, he saw
there on our boat his friend, the Brah-
man, and smiled to him.—From “The
Heart of India," by C. F. Benson, ip
the Century.
Chickens Intended for “Fries” Gain
Rapidly When Given Lacteal Food
With Some Grain.
Our National Capitals.
The capital of the United State*
has been located at different time*
at the following places: At Phila-
delphia, from September 5, 1774, to
December, 1776; at Baltimore, Decem-
ber 20, 1776, to March, 1777; Phila-
delphia, March 4, 1777, to September,
1777; Lancaster, Pa., September 27,
1777, to September 30, 1777; York Pa.,
September 30, 1777, to July, 1778;
Philadelphia, July 2, 1778, to June 30,
1783; Princeton, N. J., June 30, 1783,
o November 20, 1783; Annapolis, Md.,
November 26, 1783, to November 30,
1784; Trenton, N. J., from November
23, 1784, to January, 1785; New York,
January 11, 1785, to 1790,
Then the seat of government was
removed to Philadelphia, where it re-
mained until 1800, since which time
It has been In Washington.
Function of Judges.
Judges ought to remember that their
office Is to Interpret law, and not to
make law.—Bacon.
Milk cannot take the place of meat,
as it Is not sufficiently concentrated,
hence the hens could not drink enough
of It to 6upply their wants. If a gill
of linseed meal Is added to a pint ot
milk, and the milk then used for mix
lng ground grain, It will largely assist
In providing a complete food. Milk
should be given In vessels which will
prevent filth from getting into It, and
vessels cleaned dally.
Wheat Is a standard food for poul-
try, and farmers have contented them-
selves that grain Is sufficient, but It
has been demonstrated that when
fresh milk has been given to chick*
Intended to be sold as “fries” the gain,
when milk Is added to the grain ra-
tion, Is nearly twice as much as when
grain alone Is used. If milk can be
conveniently given to laying hens,
larger profits will be derived by thus
utilizing the waste products than by
feeding It to the pigs, as skim milk
and buttermilk contain nearly all the
elements of food, the eggs are more
easily produced by hens fed upon such
food than when they are not other-
wise provided, and every farmer
should allow the hens a share of the
skim milk and buttermlllL.
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