South Pottawatomie Progress. (Asher, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 32, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 2, 1911 Page: 2 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
Hurry Swlfton Is i xpcptlng n visit from
I Is II.in, I,ucy Mcilders. a Qunkrr* se
Whom 11 »• met in the mrntry. Ilia auto
flashes Into another machine containing
a beautiful woman and a G rman fount.
The woman's hat Is ruined and Harry
escapes. Ills rdsl« r. Caroline. arrlvi s at
Ills home to play hostess. Socrates Prim-
mer, inueln of Lucy's, arrives "'tin a
hat Intended as a piv > nt for I^ucy. Har-
ry Is trailed to his home by the C mint
and Mrs Gen. Blare s. who demands her
hat, a duplicate of wht h she says has
been delivered at Harry's house. She Is
In great fear lest her husband hear or
her escapade. Huey Medders and her
father arrive and the e ml Is hidden in
one room and Mrs. Blazes In another.
Harry Is forced to do some fancy lying to
keep Lucy from die ovenng the pn seiiee
of the woman. The milliner. Daphne Da.
fhlgtna, who proyi'S to he ,n <dd llsai ■ o:
Harry’s, arrives to trace the missing du-
plicate hat ami more compl atlnns en-
sue. Daphne Is hustled Into the room " ■
cupled hy the Count. The hitter, wli t
whom Daphno had flirted at one time,
demands the return of a rim le had
given her on that oecs.-ion. Phe 1 him
thut she gave the ring (o General Biases.
As the Count had also given Mrs, It, iz.es
u duplicate of the ring lie tieeomes r ome-
What exulted. Daphne leaves tie room
and seeks refuge in the one occupied hy
Mrs. Blazes. Mr. Medder discovers the
Count, who Is Introduced as Harry's Ger-
man tutor. General Blazes arrives and
accuses Harry of concealing his wile.
Daphne steps out and the general Is
dumfounded. Lucy glv> s May to tears.
Tile Count takes the blame for the whole
affair upon himself, hut (he verdict Is re
served until Harry can vindicate himself
CHAPTER X.—(Continued.)
“My boy," be was saying, “1 couldn't
help coming back to assure you that
1 am deeply sorry.”
"Say no more about It, General.’’
Harry begged.
"But, Hurry," the General asked,
confidentially, "bow did that little flirt
happen to he in that room?"
"Well,” Harry explained, "that was
a little affair concerning her and
Court von Fitz. 1 don’t feel at liberty
to go Into details- but It’s just a flir-
tation, you might say.”
"She’s a charmer, all right enough.
Harry, my boy!" the General said.
"Ah! If my wife only knew—if she
ever found out how 1 have flirted with
some of these dashing damsels!"
Mrs. Blazes, from the safety of her
window, listened Intently.
“What?" Harry asked. "You flirt.
General?"
"I’m deep, Harry, devilish deep! I
say nothing, but 1 saw a lot of wood.
Don't worry about any little flirtations
of your own. Come to me for advice
If you meed It. Everybody must sow [
hfs wild oats, you know."
"Yps." Harry agreed, "but the wild j
oat? you sow the night before don’t
make good breakfast food the morn j
lug after."
"Well, anyway," the General said,
’’we understand each other. No more 1
hard feelings?”
"Not a bit. Not a bit," Harry reas
sured him. The General waved his
hand cordially as he strode down to
the street. Mrs. Blazes watched him j
disappear In the dusk, nodding her
head significantly.
“Wild oats, eh?" she said. "Flirta-
tions, eh? Wait until 1 get home!"
She leaned out of the window and
called to Harry. He glanced up nt
her and smiled wearily.
“How in the world am I to get out
of here?” she asked petulantly.
“I think. I’ll have that run as a puz-
zle In ‘he Sunday papers,” Harry aff
swered, grimly. ’Til say this, though:
When you do get out you needn't be
too punctilious about making your
party call.”
"This Is no time for joking—"
"It's the only time I've got. You've
put me in a pretty mess."
"I'm just as sorry as I can be, Mr.
Swifton. But look at the muddle I am
In.”
“Oh, I’ve seen worse muddles than
this,” Harry answers, easily.
“And I’m simply starving to death,'
she said, hungrily.
“I’m going to slip some sandwiches
Id there for you. if tho blockade
doesn’t lift pretty soon. Meantime,
keep away from that window as much
as possible. Some one may happen to
see you—and I’m out of explanations."
Mrs. Blazes drew back a bit from
the window, and asked:
"Have you heard anything of my
hat?”
Harry sank down on a lawn bench
with a weary atr.
"Where have I heard of hats?" he
said. "I’ve ordered a hat for you.
Daphne, the daffy daffodils Is making
one for you. She'll have it here be-
fore long."
"That’s dear of you!" Mrs. Blazes
smiled, appreciatively.
"How do you know what It costs?"
he asked, grimly
Mrs. Blazes clasped her hands mel-
odramatically and went on:
"And I’m no worried about my hus-
band!”
" ',’ou are? You ought lo he," Hurry
to’ i her. "And lie's worried about
vc;i- (I I'm worried about both of
j< • :t the window, and let mo
ii. t i "
She closed her window, and he re-
sunted his meditations.
"Sometimes," he muttered, "it's
against a fellow to be innocent. 1
could have straightened this out in
two minutes *11 I had been guilty."
The front door opened, and Lucy
appeared. She glanced down at Harry
and smiled.
"May I come out with thee awhile?”
she asked. "It is so peaceful out here
—everything Kenneth so calm.”
“This Is the headquarters for peace
and calm,” Harry observed, pleasant-
ly, rising. Lucy came down the steps
and sat on the lawn seat while Harry
leaned over the table beside her, look-
ing down at her.
"Well,” Lucy asked, “what can thee
say?"
"1 can't say anything yet,” he an-
swered. “I can only ask you to trust
me until I can explain everything.”
"But surely thee can explain every-
thing now."
"No. Not yet. I don't understand
It myself yet."
Lucy's face changed, and Harry
went on:
"Later, I'll tell you everything. 1
can't now, Lucy, because some one
else is involved."
"I saw her,” Lucy said, coldly.
"1 don’t mean that way, Lucy," he
protested. "What you Baw may have
a peculiar look—”
"Indeed, she had!" Lucy asserted.
"But you must remember that often
there is an unsuspected skeleton in
(he closet,” Harry continued, manful-
ly.
Lucy pursed her lips scornfully.
laughed, seating himself and taking
her hand.
She took her hand away quickly and
jumped to her feet In Indignation.
"How enn thee Jest at such a mo-
ment?” she cried.
He rose and followed her
“I shouldn't have Jested," he said,
humbly. "Lucy, you are not a city
girl—and I’m glad of It—but you are
apt to Judge things too much on ap-
pearances."
Lucy turned and looked at him with
a pathetic seriousness In her eyes.
“Until this morning, Harry,” she
said, "I wanted to he a city girl. 1
thought the little town where I have
lived was a pitiful place."
“But It had you in it,” Harry re-
minded her, gently.
"I am beginning to understand,”
Lucy said, “that here appearances
are everything—but there lBn't any
everything In the country, there Is
everything—and that takes the deceit
from the appearances.?
"Why, you're a genuine little philos-
opher," Harry said.
"Wo have the blue sky In the day-
time hack there," Lucy continued,
"and here thee have clouds and smoke
There we have the stars at night,
here thee have electric signs. There
we get up at sunrise and tho little
birds sing us a welcome from the
trees, but here—”
“Here the folks stay up until sun-
rise and eat the little birds before
lhat," Harry finished for her. "You
don't want a city home. then. Lucy?"
"1 want a homo where the heart
does not have to be hidden,” she told
him.
"And so do I. 1 want a real home,
with the best little girl In the world
as my wife.”
There was no mistaking his mean-
ing. Lucy looked at him for half a
minute, then said:
"When thee have exp'-'ned, Harry.”
"That’s good." she said, with a tons
of relief.
"Now you come right oud und ven
der fiat comes 1 gilt It to you, und
avay you go.”
"Come out?" she asked sarcastical-
ly. “Am I an aeroplane?"
"Lissen. Make a rope yet, und I
pull you oud-."
“An Idea!” she exclaimed with de-
light. "I’ll tear up the sheets and
things In here, tie them together in
* rope, and let myself down."
“Splendid! I go und vatch for der
messencher mlt der hat.”
The Count strolled away, while she
closed her window.
A young couple came walking slow-
ly through the flower garden. It was
wm iiy
CHAPTER XI.
Fifteen minutes later Count von Fitz
cautiously crept beneath the window
and whistled. Mrs. Blazes did not an-
il I IH|
“Well,’’ Lucy Asked. “What Can They
Say?”
Pigeon and Carolyn. The twilight
spell had been cast upon them. Arm
in arm, silently they strolled until
they neared the bench.
Suddenly Pigeon said:
“Let’s sit down here. I’ve got to
see Harry through his racket, you
know"—evidently continuing a convex
sation which had lapsed some mo-
ments before—“but after that—”
He looked,down Into Carolyn’s eyes.
"After that?”"she asked, softly.
For Carolyn had all a woman’s intul-
i lion, in spite of her young years, and
she diagnosed the symptoms of ai ap-
5 proaching proposal. She did not in-
tend to accept him, but no woman will
allow a proposal to get away from her.
Proposals to a woman are as the
1 scalps the Indian brave ties to his war
belt.
| "After that,” said Pigeon, beginning
to sit down, “I can look after my own
affairs. And I—”
An ominous, ripping sound came.
| Mrs. Blazes was beginning to make
| her rope, but the young couple, of
| course, knew nothing of that. Pigeon
! straightened up with a jerk and tried
to look unconscious. He did not know
what had given aWay. Carolyn triad
to smooth over his embarrassment by
saying:
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
"My Boy,” the General Said, “I
sure You Thjit I
"Skeleton, Indeed!” she said. "That
skeleton weigheth at least a hundred
and thirty pounds!”
Harry laughed nervously, and
pleaded:
"Now, listen, Lucy. Won’t you take
my word that, everything is all right,
so far as I am concerned?”
"1 might take thy word, but thee
cannot explain so enslly to Cousin
Socrates nor to father."
“Cousin Socrates has been in the
attic writing sonnets about you all
evening, and I have talked with your
father, bless his good old heart! He
believes In me. and he Is willing to
trust me."
"So do 1 believe In thee, Harry—but
thee cannot know how sorry I am that
this has happened. I regret it."
With an earnest effort to turn her
mind to a lighter view of things, Har-
ry asked:
j "So you regret It?"
"1 do—very, very much."
1 "Then, if you regret it very, very
i much. I’ll forgive you this time," he
Couldn’t Help Coming Back to As-
Am Deeply Sorry.”
swer. He wistled louder. Still no an-
swer.
"If you are gone, I’m glad,” he said.
“Cheer me by not replying."
But no such cheer was In store for
him. Mrs. Blazes noiselessly opened
the window and whispered:
"Sh! Be careful! Did you get my
hat?”
"Not yet,” the Count told her. “Dey
haff to make him. I vouldn't trust
dot Daffle voman. I vent to anudder
hat place. Der name Is T'erese.”
"But they won’t know the model,”
Mrs. Blazes feared.
"I eggsplain him perfectly. I tell
her a shape like a smashed balloon,
yellow on der outside mlt a garden of
red puppies."
"Red popples, you silly man!"
"Puppies or popples—dey look chust
as bad to me from now on.”
"You’d best go rlgnt hack and stay
there until It Is finished. ' Mrs. Blazes
suggested.
"No I told dem to sent It here, so
i 1 make sure I get it’’
QUEER FACT OF ELECTRICITY
Varying Fatality of Shocks Depends on
Many Factors Other Than
the Voltage.
Workers In electrical establishments
who are familiar with the undoubted
fact that men have withstood tremen-
dous electrical shock without damage,
| while others have been killed by
i the same or even less voltage, will
! be Interested in a paper published by
the British Medical association. This
paper, in considering th,e curious fact
that an electric shock ol 100 volts is
sometimes fatal, while currents of
1,000 volts do not always kill, points
out that the effects depend upon many
factors. The volume, or amperage, of
the current as well as its tension may
count The character of Hip current
—whether It is direct or alternating—
may play some part and the duration
of the shock and the point of applica-
tion may signify much. Then, too,
the resistance of the skin Is not always
the same. One individual may differ
greatly from another in susceptibility,
and even the condition of the mind-
1s found to have an influence, as a
person prepared to receive a shock Is
less liable to be affected than one
receiving it unexpectedly.
Time for Eggs to Hatch.
The eggs of the pigeon are hatched
in two weeks, those of the fowl In
three, those of the duck in four, those
of the geese in five, and those of the
ostrich in seven weeks
Molded by Accident,
in all our reasoning concerning men
we must lay it down as a maxim that
the greater part are molded by acci-
dent.—Robert Hall.
Pearls From the Conch.
Some very valuable pearls are ob-
talned from the common conch of
Florida Occasional specimens have
sold for $1,000 *
Two of a Kind.
A man cun hide a secret from his
wife about as easily as he _/»n hit
pocket money.—Judge’s Library.
Whenever the devil helps to bull
! a church he claims the right to ru
ia
B A C K A CHE!
Suffered Over Nine Months, Nothing
Relieved Me Until / Took PE R U-NA.
Mrs. Joseph Laeello, 124 Glenora Ave.,
Ottawa, East, Ontario, Canada, writes.
“I suffered with backAche and head•
ache for over nine months and nothing
relieved me until I took Peruna. This
medicine is by far better than any other
medicine for these troubles, A few bot-
tles relieved me of my miserable, half-
dead, half-alive condition.”
MRS.
JOSEPH
LACELLE,
FAILED TO WIN.
“Scribb told me that he once wrot#
a $20,000 prize story.”
“And did he get the $20,000?”
. “No. The girl wrote and told him
she had accepted his rival.’’
Oxen in Massachusetts.
J. D. Avery of Shelburne Falls Is
surely the king of oxen in this part
of the country. At the Brattleboro fair
recently he has had the most wonder-
ful exhibit of oxen, and In all the tests
of strength for pulling heavy boat-
loads of stone his oxen have cleaned
the decks. One of the secrets In thess
tests Is the way the oxen are man-
aged and driven. Mr. Avery does Ills
own driving and Is a master at the
business. The other day again, as the
day before, he cleared everything be-
fore him In the ox pulling ring by tak-
ing all three prizes In the free for al’
class and first and second In the 3,500
class.
The load drawn In the 3,500 class
was about 9,100, while the veteran ox
man made an exhibition pull of nine
feet In the free for all class with a
fancy pair of Devons with a load of
10,238, which is the biggest load
drawn at Bratlteboro since he pulled
over 11,000 with his famous pair of
Holsteins.—Hampshire Gazette.
Serious Business.
Madge—Was George fooling while
you were playing golf?
Marjorie — Gracious, I hope not!
Why, I accepted him.—Llpplncott’s.
/ v
One Mother
Says
“There’s only one
trouble with
Post ]
Toasties
“When I get a pacK-
ag'e or two, Father
and the boys at once
have tremendous ap-
petites."
Post Toasties
Require No Cooking
Serve with sugar
and cream and the
smiles go round the
table.
J‘The Memory Lingers”
Sold by Grocers
Postum Cereal Co., Ltd.,
Battle Creek, Mich.
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Putnam, Henrietta. R. South Pottawatomie Progress. (Asher, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 32, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 2, 1911, newspaper, November 2, 1911; Asher, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc858853/m1/2/?q=%22%22~1: accessed July 16, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.