South Pottawatomie Progress. (Asher, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 38, Ed. 1 Thursday, December 5, 1912 Page: 2 of 8
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Lieut. Harry Mallory Is ordered to
the Philpplnes. He and Marjorie New-
ton decide to elope, but wreck of taxi-
cab prevents their seeing minister on
the way to the train. Transcontinental
train la taking; on passengers. Porter
has a lively time with an Englishman
and Ira Lathrop, a Yankee business
man. The elopers have an exciting
time getting: to the train. “Little Jim-
mie” Wellington, bound for Reno to get
a divorce, boards train In maudlin con-
dition. Later Mrs. Jimmie appears. She
Is also bound for Reno with same oh-
lact. Likewise Mrs. Sammy Whitcomb.
Latter blames Mrs. Jimmie for her mar-
ital troubles Classmates of Mallory
decorate bridal berth. Rev. and Mrs.
Temple start on a vacation. They de-
cide to cut loose and Temple removes
evidence of his calling. Marjorie de-
cides to let Mallory proceed alone, but
train starts while they are lost In fare-
well. Passengers Join Malory’s class-
mates In giving couple wedding hazing.
Marjorie Is distracted. Ira Lathrop.
woman-hating bachelor, discovers an
old sweetheart, Annie Qattle, a fellow-
•assenger. Mallory vainly hunts for a
reaoher among the passengers. Mrs.
Velltntrton hears Little Jimmie's voice.
Later she meets Mrs Whitcomb. Mal-
lory reports to Marjorie his failure to
find a preacher. They decide to pretend
(i quarrel and Mallory finds a vacant
Iberth. Mrs. Jimmie discovers Welling-
ton on the train. Mallory again makes
an unsuccessful hunt for n preacher.
Dr. Temple poses as a physician Mrs.
Temple Is Induced by Mrs, Wellington
[to smoke a cigar. Sight of preacher on
la station platform raises Mallory's
[hopes, but he takes another train. Miss-
ing hand baggago compels the couple
lo borrow from passengers Jlmml
jets a cinder In his eye and Mrs. Jim
linle gives first aid. Coolness Is then
resumed. Still no clergyman. More
borrowing. Dr. Temple puzzled by be-
havior of different couples. Marjorie's
Jealousy aroused by Mallory's baseball
[Jargon. Marjorie suggests wrecking
[the train In hopes that aocldent will
produce a preacher. Also tries to Induce
conductor to hold the train so she can
shop. Marjorie’s dog Is missing She
pulls the cord, stopping the train Con-
ductor restores dog and lovers quarrel.
Lathrop wires for a preacher to marry
him and Miss Qattle. Mallory tells La-
throp of his predicament and arranges
to borrow the preacher. Kitty I.ewel-
lyn, former sweetheart of Mallory's,
(appears and arouses Marjorie’s jeal-
lousy. Preacher boards train. After
[marrying Lathrop and Miss Qattle the
(preacher escapes Mallory by leaping
[from moving train. Mallory's dejection
[moves Marjorie to reconciliation. The
Jast day on the train brings Mallory
the fear of missing his transport. Mal-
lory gets a Nevada marriage license.
Marjorie refuses to be married by a
,dlvorce drummer. Mr. and Mrs. Jltn-
mle make up. Kitty Lewellyn refuses
to return Mallory's braclet. Robbers
[hold up the train. The passengers are
relieved of their valuables.
Mr. Baumaun was malting an ef-
fort to take his leave, with great po-
“Excoose, pleass. 1 vant to get by,
"Get by!” the other robber gasped.
'But I’m not a passenger,” Mr
Baumann urged, with a confidential
smile, 'Tve been going through the
"Much obliged! Hand over!" And
a rude hand rummaged his pockets.
It was a heart-rending sight.
"01 ol!" he walled, "don’t you allow
no courtesies to the profession?” And
when the Inexorable thief continued
to pluck his money, his watch, his
scarf-pin, he grew wroth indeed. "Stop,
stop, I refuse to pay. I’ll go into bank-
ruptcy foist.” But still the larceny
(continued; Angers even lifted three
iclgars from his pockets, two for him-
self and a good one for a customer.
This loss was grievous, but his wild-
est protest was: "Oh, here, my frlent,
you don’t vant my business carts."
“Keep ’em!" growled the thief, and
then, glancing up, he saw on the ten-
der Inwards of Mr. Baumann's up-
held palms two huge gllsteners, which
their owner had turned that way In a
misguided effort to conceal the stones
The robber reached up for them.
"Take ’em. You’re velcome!" said
Mr. Baumann, with rare presence of
mind. ‘‘Those Nevada nearltes looks
almost like real."
"Keep ’em,” said the robber, as he
passed on, and Mr. Baumann almost
swooned with joy, for, as he whis-
pered to Wedgewood a moment later:
"They’re really real!"
Now the eye-chain rolled the other
way, for Little Jimmie Wellington was
puffllng with rage. The other robber,
having massaged him thoroughly, but
without success, for his pocketbook,
noticed that Jimmie's left heel was
protruding from his left shoe, and
made Jimmie perform the almost In
credible (eat of standing on one loot,
while he unshod him and took out
the hidden wealth.
"There goes our honeymoon, Lu-
cretla.” he moaned But she whis-
pered proudly: "Never uilnd, I have
my rings to pawn."
"Oh, you have, have you? Well, I'll
be your little uncle," the kneeling rob-
ber laughed, as he overheard, and he
continued his outrageous search till
he found them, knotted In a handker-
chief, under her hat.
She protested: "You wouldn't leave
me in Keno without a diamond, would
"I wouldn’t, eh?” he grunted. "Do
you think I’m In this business for my
And he snatched off two earrings
she had forgotten to remove. Fortu-
nately, they were affixed to her lobes
Mrs. Jimmie was thoroughbred
enough not to wince. She simply com-
mented: "You brutes are almost as
bad as the customs officers at New
And now another touch of light re-
lieved the gloom. Kathleen was next
In line, and she had been forcing her
lips Into their most attractive smile,
and keeping her eyes wlnsomely mel-
low, for the robber's benefit. Marjorie
could not see the smile; she could
only see that Kathleen was next. She
whispered to Mallory:
"They’ll get the bracelet! They'll
get the bracelet!"
And Mallory could have danced with
glee. But Kathleen leaned coquet-
tishly .oward the masked stranger,
and threw all her art Into her tone
as she murmured:
“I’m sure you’re too brave to take
my things. I’ve always admired men
with the coursge of Claude Duval.”
The robber was taken a trifle aback,
but he growled: “I don’t know the par-
ty you speak of—but cough up!”
"Listen to her,” Marjorie whispered
in horror; "she’s flirting with the
"What won’t some women flirt
with!" Mallofy exclaimed.
The robbey studied Kathleen a lit-
tle more attentively, as he whipped
off her necklace and her rings. She
looked good to him, and so willing,
that he muttered: "Say, lady. If you’ll
give me a kiss, I'll give you that dia-
mond ring you got on."
"All right!” laughed Kathleen, with
"My God!” Mallory groaned, "what
won’t some women do for a diamond!”
The robber bent close, and was Just
raising his mask to collect his ran-
som, when his confederate glanced his
way, and knowing his susceptible na-
ture, foresaw his Intention, and shout-
ed: “Stop It, Jake. You ’tend strictly
to business, or I’ll blow your nose
“Oh, all right," grumbled the reluc-
tant gallant, as he drew the ring from
her finger. "Sorry, miss, but 1 can’t
make the trade," and he added with
an unwonted gentleness: “You can
turn round now.”
Kathleen was glad to hide the blush-
es of defeat, but Marjorie was still
more bitterly disappointed. She whis-
pered to Mallory: “He didn't get the
bracelet, after all.”
Wolves In the Fold.
Mallory’s heart sank to Its usual
depth, but Marjorie had another of
her Inspirations. She startled every-
body by suddenly beckoning and call-
ing: “Excuse me, Mr. Robber. Come
The curious gallant edged her way,
keeping a sharp watch along the Una:
“What d’you want?"
Marjorie leaned nearer, and spoke
In a low tone with an amiable smile:
"That lady who wanted to kiss you
has a bracelet up her sleeve."
The robber stared across his mask,
and wondered, but laughed, and
grunted: “Much obliged.” Then he
went back, and tapped Kathleen on
the shoulder. When she turned round,
In the hope that he had reconsidered
his refusal to make the trade, he in-
furiated her by growling: "Excuse
me, miss, I overlooked a bet."
He ran his hand along her arm. and
found her bracelet, and accomplished
what Mallory had failed In, Its re-
"Don't, don't," cried Kathleen, "it's
“I wish It off,” the villain laughed,
and It Joined the growing heap In the
Kathleen, doubly enraged, broke
out viciously: “Yob’re a common,
"Ah, turn rouud!” the man roared,
and she obeyed In sillence
Then he explored Mrs. Whitcomb,
hut with such small reward that he
said: "Say, you'd oughter have a
pocketbook somewliere. Where's tt
Mrs. Whitcomb blushed furiously:
None of your business, you low
"Perdooce, madame,” the scoundrel
snorted, "perdooce the purse, or I’ll
hunt for It myself."
Mrs. Whitcomb turned away, and
after some management of her skirts,
slapped her handbag Into the eager
palm with a wrathful: “You’re no gen-
"If I was, I’d be In Wall street,” he
laughed. "Now you can turn round."
And when she turned, he saw a bit
of chain depending from her back
hair. He tugged, and brought away
the locket, and then proceeded to
sound Ashton for hidden wealth.
And now Mrs. Temple began to sob,
as she parted with an old-fashioned
brooch and two old-fashioned rings
that had been her little vanities for
the quarter of a century and more.
The old clergyman could have wept
with her at the vandalism. He turned
on the wretch with a heartsick ap-
“Can’t you spare those? Didn't you
ever have a mother?”
The robber started, his fierce eyee
softened, his voice choked, and he
gulped hard as he drew the back of
his hand across, his eyes.
"Aw, hell,” he whimpered, "that
ain’t fair. If you’re goln’ to remind
me of me poor old mo-mo-mother—"
But the one called Jake—the Claude
Duval who had been prevented from
a display of human sentiment, did not
Intend to be cheated. He thundered:
“Stop It, Bill. You ’tend strictly to
business, or I’ll blow your mush-bowl
off. You know your Maw died before
you was born.”
This reminder sobered the weeping
thief at once, and he went back to
work ruthlessly. "Oh, all right, Jake.
Sorry, ma'am, but business is busi-
ness.’’ And he dumped Mrs. Temple’s
trinkets Into the satchel. It was too
much for the little old lady’s little
old husband. He fairly shrieked:
“Young man, you’re a damned
scoundrel, and the best argument 1
ever saw for hell-fire!”
Mrs. Temple’s grief changed to hor-
ror at such a bolt from the blue:
“Walter!” she gasped, "such lan-
guage ! ’’
But her husband answered In self-
defense: “Even a minister nas a right
to swear once in his lifetime."
Mallory almost dropped In his
tracks, and Marjorie keeled over on
him, as he gasped: "Good Lord, Dr.
Temple, you are a—a minister?"
"Yes, my boy,” the old man con-
fessed, glad that the robbers had re-
lieved him of his guilty secret along
with the rest of his private properties.
Mallory looked at the collapsing Mar-
jorie and groaned: “And he was In
the next berth all this time!”
The unmasking of the old fraud
made a second sensation. Mrs. Fos-
dlck called from far down the aisle:
“Dr. Temple, you’re not a detective?"
Mrs. Temple shouted back furious-
ly: “How dare you?”
But Mrs. Fosdick was crying to her
luscious-eyed mate: "Oh, Arthur, he’s
not a detective. Embrace me!”
And they embraced, while the rob-
bers looked on aghast at the sudden
oblivion they had fallen Into. They
focussed the attention on themselves
again, however, with a ferocious:
“Here, hands up!” But they did not
see Mr. and Mrs. Fosdick steal a kiss
behind their upraised arms, for the
robber to whose lot Mallory fell was
gloating over his well-filled wallet.
Mallory saw It go with fortitude, but
noting a piece of legal paper, he said:
“Say, old man, you don’t want that
marriage license, do you?”
The robber handled It as If It were
hot—as If he had burned his fingers
on some such document once berore,
and he stuffed It back In Mallory's
pocket. “I should say not Keep It
Meanwhile the other leion turned
up another beautiful pile ot bills in
Dr. Temple’s pocket. "Not so worse
for a parson," he grinned. "You must
be one of them Fifth avenue sky-
And now Mrs. Temple s gentle eyes
and voice filled with tears again: Oh,
don’t take that. That’s the money for
his vacation—after thirty long years.
Please don’t take that.”
Her appeals seemed always to find
the tender spot of this robber’s heart,
for he hesitated, and called out.
"Shall we overlook the parson’s wad,
“Take It, and shut up, you molly-
coddle!” was the answer he got, and
the vacation funds Joined the old gew-
And now everybody had been
robbed but Marjorie. She happened to
be at the center of the line, and both
men reached her at the same time:
“I seen her first,” the first one
"You did not," the other roared.
“I tell you I did."
“I tell you 1 did.” They glared
threateningly at each other, and their
revolvers seemed to meet, like two
game cocks, beak to beak.
The porter voiced the general hope,
when he sighed: "Oh, Lawd, If they’d
only shoot each other."
This brought the rivals to their evil
senses, and they swept the line with
those terrifying muzzles and that
heart-stopping yelp: “Hands up!”
BUI said: “You take the east side of
her, and I’ll take the west."
And they began to snatch away her
side-combs, the little gold chain at j
her throat, the Jeweled pin that Mai- j
lory had given her as the first token
of his love.
The young soldier had foreseen this.
He bad foreseen the wild rage that
would unseat his reason when he saw
the dirty hands of thieves laid rudely
on the sacred body of his beloved.
But his soldier-schooling had drilled
him to govern his impulses, to play
the coward when there was no hope
of successful battle, and to strike only
when the moment was ripe with per-
He had kept telling himself that
when the finger of one of these men
touched so much as Marjorie’s hem,
he would be forced to fling himself
on the profane miscreant. And he
kept telling himself that the moment
he did this, the other man would
calmly blow a hole through him, and
drop him at Marjorie's feet, while the
other passengers shrank away In ter-
He told himself that, while It might
be a fine Impulse to leap to her de-
fense, It was a fool Impulse to leap j
off a precipice and leave Marjorie j
alone among strangers, with a dead
man and a scandal, as the only re- 1
wards for his Impulse. He vowed that
he would hold himself In check, and
let the robbers take everything, leav-
ing him only the name of coward, j
provided they left him also the power
to defend Marjorie better at another
And now that he saw the clumsy- j
handed thugs rifling his sweetheart’s j
Jewelry, he felt all that he had tore- !
seen, and his head fought almost In
vain against the white fire of his
heart. Between them he trembled
like a leaf, and the sweat globed on
The worst of It was the shivering !
terror of Marjorie, and the pitiful eyes
she turned on him. But he clenched
his teeth and waited, thinking fierce-
ly, watching, like a hovering eagle, »
chance to swoop.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
TOWERED OVER SHIP’S MASTS
Commanders of Vessels Supply New
Information as to Height of At-
It Is very doubtful If the log of any
naval vessel of the world contains rec-
ords equal to those of the Roe. Lieut.
Commander C. H. Woodward has
stated that he never expected to bring
his craft through the Immense waves.
The Indicator on the bridge, which
was at times the only part of the ves-
sel out of water, showed that the lit-
tle craft rolled 90 degrees, being at
times clear over on her beam ends.
Just at the time when the command-
ers of the little squadron estimated
that the gale was at Its height and
blowing practically 90 miles an hour
the Roe’s steering gear gave way and
she dropped Into the trough of the
sea. This little vessel's masts are
62 feet high from the water line, says
the Christian Herald, and although It
has been stated that the highest wave
yet recorded upon the Atlantic ocean
■was not more than 30 feet In height,
Commander Woolward’s estimate that
the waves of the recent storm over-
topped his masts by several feet has
been borne out by the officers not only
of the smaller ships but even of the
A local author, whose name we are
loath to print, was called upon by a
friend one day early this week.
"I nm going on a long Journey by
train,” he said, "and I know you have
a dandy library, and I want something
to read en route. What have you to
“I hate to boast, but I have an aw-
fully funny one. Here Is my latest
book. I won’t make you give It back
If you’ll advertise It.”
“But how can I do that?”
“Read it on the train where people
can see you, and laugh every few min-
The book was accepted, but a few
days later the author received this
“Return book herewith. Don’t want
it on terms quoted."
Egerton L. Wlnthrop, at the end ot
one of the meetings of the board of
education in New York, said, apropos
of severity In the schoolroom: "These
oversevere teachers always remind
me of an oversevere parson. He, at
a dinner party during Lent, said to
one of the guests, a famous raconteur:
'My dear bIt, as It Is Lent—and a Fri-
day to boot—would you mind If I
asked you to confine your efforts ex-
clusively to fish stories?' ”
"What Is your occupation?” asked
the good woman, as she handed out
the fourth roast-beef sandwich.
“I am an ex-pounder, madam My
delivery has become Impaired, and I
find it very difficult to get a bout,” an-
swered the weary traveler
Thereupon the one-time pugilist took
his leave, and the good woman mur-
mured, "Poor fellow 1”—Judge.
King George Superstitious.
An Incident which occurred while
the king was out shooting recently
over the Hon. John Ward's preserves
at Woolley shows that the monarch
shares with many other persons the
superstition about the number thir-
teen. The eight guns were joined at
luncheon by five women of the party
staying at Chilton, and the king no-
ticing the unlucky number would not
sit down until Donald Harding, the
acting agent upon the estate, was
called in to make the number up to
fourteen.—New York Herald.
A CLERGYMAN’S TESTIMONY.
Rev. E. Heslop.
The Rev. Edmund Heslop of Wigv
ton, Pa., suffered from Dropsy for a
year. His limbs and feet were swol-
len and puffed. He had heart flutter-
ing, was dizzy
and exhausted at
the least exer-
tion. Hands and
feet were cold
and he had such
a dragging sensa-
tion across the
loins that it was
difficult to move.
After using 5
boxes of Dodds
Kidney Pills the swelling disappear-
ed and he felt himself again. He says
he has been benefited and blessed by
the use of Dodds Kidney Pills. Sev-
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not changed my faith in your remedy
since the above statement wa3 author-
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(English and German words) and re-
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“Mine is a sunny lot,” he moaned.
He moaned^about it because his lot
was so sunny he couldn’t sell it.
She is indeed a clever woman if she
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