The Rocky News (Rocky, Okla.), Vol. 20, No. 28, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 8, 1925 Page: 2 of 4
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The gpeeQ of llgiit was measured
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Christmas in Hotel
”1 obeyed every adjuration of tht
advertise.* this year.” moaned a «>ing «f no account
There are moments when revelation
is self-illuminative. This was one of
them Myrtlle. gazing almost in ter
ror into the face of her benefactress,
knew that site was hated, and. with
an extraordinary insight, site knew
why. She saw the crumpled up tele-
graph form; she guessed at every-
thing which had lain unspoken be-
tween them. She closed the door
ttrmlv behind her, came across t<>
Lady Mary’s chair. Ml on tier knees
and struggled with her sobs.
“1 know! 1 know!” she cried. “1
uni very miserable!"
Mary looked at her coldly and crit-
ically. All the natural Impulses of her
heart seemed dried up Even her
pride refused to come to her aid The
truth lay naked between the two.
“1 was H fool not to realize what
bringing you here meant,” site said
“It is too late now. Here is the tele-
gram Christopher Is elected.
Myrtlle brushed It away.
It was a
Marlborough avenue fattier, “and did
my Christinas trailing early. 1 bought
all the presents for my two children
and my wife, found a nice Christmas
tree, and made all arrangements for
a happy holiday. And Just as I con-
cluded that everything wus set for the
finest sort of day, one of the children
came down with scarlet fever, 'llie
house is quarantined and I had to
spend my Yuletide In h downtown
hotel. 1 call this tough.”—Detroit
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The two stages through which mar-
riage has developed nre: Marriage by
force and marriage by contact. In
tbe latter stage of development there
was a solemn surrender of the bride
by her guardian in the Anglo-Saxon
marrluge service. This ceremony Is
the priuiung. and the custom of "glv
ing away the bride'
God made tile country, But man put
a mortgage on it.—Duluth Herald.
“O Happy Bay” sang the laundress
as she hung the snowy wash on the
line. It wus u “happy day” because
she used Ited Cross Ball Blue.—Adver-
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It’s here, right in town and every
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Xt'a a low price remedy, to be sure,
but that doesn't stop It from taking
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your troubled Joints.
Joint-Ease Is tbe name, so-called be-
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Just rub it on the tormented, lame
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Always remember when Jnlnt-T.as*
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JMT 4 *
DIXIE B POWDER
1 care nothing for Christopher and
you know It,” she declared passionate-
ly. “I do not care whether he Is
elected ot not. Nothing about him
makes uny difference to me. or ever
Myrtlle was speaking the truth. To
Mary It seemed amazing, but site
knew that it was the truth.
“It is only a fancy which Christo-
pher has for me,” Myrtlle went on.
“It will pass—oh, 1 am sure that it
will pass! Lieep down in his heart I
know that there is another feeling”
Her anguish was apparent. There
was something almost unenrthly In
the sorrow which shone nut of her
eyes. Mary’s heart began to fail her.
Her fingers rested on the top of the
other girl’s head. A gleam of coming
kindness shone mistily in her eyes.
“It wasn’t your fault," she sa’.d.
“It is my fault thut I am alive!”
Myrtlle moaned. "But listen, please.
I have my plans. I am going away.”
"What good would that do?” Mary
"It would do great good." Myrtlle
declared. “1 shall remove myself al-
together. Christopher’s fancy will
pass. And besides—I must go.”
"My father would never spare you."
Mary said, ashamed of the joy wi^h
which the thought filled her.
“I have thought of everything,”
Myrtlle Insisted. “Lord Hinterleys
lias been very kind to me. but he will
forget. If he chooses to see me some-
times, It will he posslhle. Let me tell
you, please. I have a plan. only
yesterday I heard from the cure. He
Is back again in the valley. He is at
the church there now. He says, if
need ever to go bock, I can tench at
the school. All my people have gone
away many, many miles. My step-
father has a larger farm. I shall go
hack. I should never have come
“Mary looked at her senrrhingly.
All the suffering in the world seemed
to lie quivering In Myrtile’s sensitive
face. She leaned a little forward to-
wards the kneeling girl.
Myrtlle," she whispered, "there is
naln in your heart, too."
“Oh, God knows It!" Myrtlle sobbed.
There will be for ever and ever.
Is for my sake that * must leave,
thought that love was a toy, nnd
laughed to And It In my heart. And
now I know that It Is a torment. I
want to go huck along the road I have
come and hide."
“We have both been a little foolish."
Mary said kindly. "You looked out
into life, expecting to find happiness.
Just ns children go Into tbe meadows
to pick flowers. And I, too. forgot
that happiness only conies when it is
earned. Now let us try and he sen
sible. 1 think that yours Is a very
good Idea We shall miss yon very
much here, hut perhaps it will he best
for you to go away for a little time "
“I must go,” Myrtlle insisted fer
"There Is no need for me to teach."
Myrtlle declared. "This letter that I
have from the cure; It w as written to
tell me that my mother’s brother, who
: wont to Geneva many year* ago. has
died nnd left me some money An
uvocat at Toulon has it for me. It is
quite a great ileal. I thought that 1
} would buy a small farm and work In
the fields thne; work and work until
I got brown nnd hard and grew like
those other peasant girls there, lumps
of the earth to which they stoop all
the time. In a way I used to love the
farm." she went on. "yhen I was
alone—ihos« flrst few mornings when
the fields began to show purpte with
the budding violets, snd the still eve-
nings when the rypr»‘ss trees looked
as though they bad come out of a box
of chPdren's tova—and the colors the
sunset used to draw out of the moun-
tains. tbe magentas and purples, and
! the pink glow coming in such unex-
“Why. vnu’re positively homesick!"
I Mary exclaimed
“No. I am a«*t homesick." Myrtlle
I assured her gravely "but 1 am like a*
;,nd that they are not to he taken too
seriously. They have the trick of
making you believe what they want
you to believe, and they use it bemuse
they must. They are never quite lion
est. Tney are never quite bud. They
certainly nre not worth a broken
heart Now we must take this mes-
sage down to my fattier and send a
reply Afterward. 1 will talk to him
about you. I shall have to ho very
eloquent, for 1 know he will hate
If it could he before Gerald comes
hack." Myrtile pleaded.
Mary had even more trouble with
her father than she had expected. Ai
the tirst mention of Gerald s name In
connection with Myrtile’s desire to
return to France, lie stiffened.
“Mary.” lie insisted, “I shall require
you to tell me the exact truth in tills
matter How much blame is to he
attached to Gerald, and precisely
what are his relations with Myrtile?
"Gerald is to blame only for
thoughtlessness." she assured him
"He is a horn philanderer, just as
Myrtile was horn to be a ready vie
tim. Myrtile loves him, and l am
afraid she will never enre for any one
else. Other women have to bear their
hurts, though, and I dare say she will
get over it."
"Gerald is a fool." his father de-
clared. “Marrying in one’s own class
is well enough in an ordinary way.
but—well, tiiere isn’t another woman
like Myrtile In the world. G< raid is
an ass not to realize it instead of
going to Russia, risking his life and
liberty for tBe sake of this Russian
girl. I don’t like Russians—never did.
You are a person of common sense.
Mary. If you say Myrtile must go. go
she must, ’hut I’d much rattier Gerald
came to his senses and married her."
"Men are rather difiicult in that
way,” Mary rejoined, a little bitterly.
The butler made his announcement
to his mistress a little doubtfully.
“There is a person here, your lady-
ship, who desires to see you."
“What sort of a person?" Lady
The butler coughed.
“A woman, your ladyship. She
struck me as being some sort of a
foreigner. She assured me that
“It Wasn’t Your Fault,"
business was urgent. I have shown
her into the morning room."
Mary rose to her feet at once.
“A foreigner?" she related, with
suddenly nrousoil interest. “Perhaps
she has news from Lord Dombey.”
Nevertheless, when she entered the
little room where Elsa Francks was
wafting. It scarcely seemed likely
that news of so fastidious a person as
her brother could come from such a
source. Her doubts, however, were
soon set at rest.
“Are you Lord Donihev’s sister?”
the woman asked bluntly, without
offering to move from her chair.
"I am." Lady Mary acknowledged
at once. "Have you brought news
“1 have brought him home.” was
the unexpected reply.
“You?” Lady Mary exclaimed.
The woman laughed coarsely. ,
“Yes. me!" she declared "I have
saved his life a dozen times over, as
I dare say be will tell yon some day.
Even now I do not know why
“But where is he?" Lady Mary de-
“He is safe In the Charing Cross
hospital." the woman replied, “and If
you want to know all about him. you
will give me some wine quickly ”
Mary, scarcely conscious of what
she did. rang the.hell. This woman ,
was certainly the strangest visitor
who had even penetrated tbe portals
of Hinterleys house She seemed
larger and o«»arser than ever. Her
riotbes were showy, hut unbrushed
and crumpled as though she had s.ept
in them for nights; her hair was yel-
low. but untidy. The rouge and
powder wrere distributed upon her
“This lady would like some wine.”
Lady Mary announced. “Do tell me
what you would prefer?” she added,
furning toward tier guest.
“Champagne, if you have It,” was
the prompt reply.
“Bring champagne, Richards,” his
mistress directed. “Perhaps you had
better tell his lordship. This lady
lias brought us news of Lord Dom-
The woman Held out her hand.
“Don’t bring any lordships here,”
she begged. “I will tell my story to
you. ma’am. I am very near hys-
terics myself. To reach here from
Sokar has taken us a month. We
tried at seven places on the frontier
before we could get into Poland.
Poland?” Mary exclaimed. “But
here is the wine. Do, please, help
The woman was served with cham-
pagne and dry biscuits, which latter
she scornfully rejected. She drank
three glasses of champagne, however.
Then she tilled a fourth glass for her-
self nnd began to talk.
“Well, here is my story.” Elsa
Francks said, draining the contents
of tier glass and relilling it. “Remem-
ber it. for I shall never tell it again.
It is a story I would like to forget.”
“I will certainly remember it,”
“Twelve months ngn I went to live
at Sokar,” Elsa Francks began. “It is
a miserable place, hut I went there to
he near my friend Ivan Krossneys,
the governor of the fortress. In that
fortress wns confined a man whom
your brother went to Russia to res-
cue. He came to me to ask me to
help him bribe the governor. That
was m tile month of October last year.
He was a very different person then,
nnd 1 thought that I liked him very
The woman sipped tier champagne.
The warmth of the room, and the
wine, had moistened her face. A little
streak of rouge had spread upon tier
left cheek. There were black lines
under her eyes. Her voice, however,
“He offered a great deal of money
and I agreed to help. 1 sent for Ivan
nnd. although he made difficulties, he
was easy to persuade. It was all ar-
ranged. The prisoner—No. 29. we
called him—walked out of the fortress
in your brother's clothes and with ids
American passport. Your brother
was to take his place for twenty-four
hours. Then he was to leave the
prison in the funeral coach of an-
other prisoner who had died.
‘This was seven months ago,” Mary
The woman wiped her lips, shivered
at the sight of the color upon her
handkerchief, closed her eyes for a
moment and recovered herself.
“That seven months,” she said de-
liberately. “lias seemed like seven
years, and each year like a lifetime
in hell! Listen. I go on with my
story. Your brother entered the
fortress as arranged, changed his
clothes with No. 29, who walked out
of the place and came, without doubt,
to London. Your brother was to
spend that night in the fortress.
Krossneys came down to me. We were
both excited. It was a great sum of
money which we had been paid, nnd
life in Russia is a horrible burden.
We drank a great deal of wine. The
more we drank, tlie more quarrelsome
Ivan became. He resented having to
part with so large a share of the
money to me. We quarreled. Once or
twice we made it up. Then Ivans
anger flared out again. In the end,
he declared that he would tnke away
a part of my share. We had a strug-
gle. Somehow %or other. Ids revolver
went off. He went backward with a
gro?n. He was dead.”
The woman dabbed at her face.
Mary could And no word of any sort.
Her visitor's eyes seemed fixed In a
rigid stare. It was as though she
were living through the scene again.
“The police came.” she went on. ”1
was arrested. I told my story. There
were no witnesses. After four days
they had to let me go. The moment
I was free I went to the fortress
Ivan’s deputy was taking his place.
He was a man of a different type, a
politician, a Bolshevist from convic-
tion. Every time he mentioned No
29 i ,. spat. I had much trouble with
“Go on.” Mary begged, glancing at
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
J' * VfirtBN UNION — ■ ~
ne was an old. old lion and he had
lived in the zoo for many years.
His mate had been in tlie zoo. too,
though lie had met her in the Jungles.
How well he remembered ttiat time.
What a beautiful young lioness she
had been and how wonderful it was to
walk by her side through the deep,
dark forests and thick underbrush.
Oh. how lucky he was to have had
her say “Yes” when he had asked her
the most important question in the
Then he had been lucky, too, that
both of them had been brought to the
They had been very well and very
contented here, though at times there
were longings for that great, free, wild
life. Of course there were dangers
there and there were no dangers here.
Accidents might happen there which
could never happen here.
One day a visitor came to the zoo.
The visitor came and looked at all tlie
I lions and he stopped and looked at
Old Lion for a long time.
There was a sign saying how very,
very old. Old Lion was. And the visi-
tor was amazed.
“But he looks like a powerful old
brute still.” the visitor said.
That pleased Old Lion. And a sha-
dow of a smile came luto his great,
“But I’d Mate to meet him anywhere.
He looks cruel nnd terrible as though
he cared for no one,” the visitor
Old Lion did not look at the visitor.
He would not do the visitor that
honor. No, he looked over Bis head
He looked fur out beyond and he
seemed to see straight through tlie
at the other side of the lion
We Stopped and Looked at Old Lion.
Believed Part of It
The men and officers of the navy are
known all over tbe world for their
smart appearance. and it was for thia
reason that one of the officers on board
a battleship was rather disgusted at
the untidy uppenrunce of a certain
One morning the “middy" strolled
house and he seemed to see even be-
yond—far. far beyoud—through to an-
The visitor had gone. The other lions
were asleep. But Old Lion was wide
His mate was asleep.
But he did not feel like sleeping
“He said I was cruel and terrible
and that 1 cared for no one," Old Lion
“That shows how little he knows.”
he added. "Maybe I have been cruel
to my enemies und maybe l have been
Ma.vhe I have my faults and maybe
she thinks all lions are nlike.
That is the great mistake people
make about animals anyway. We are
not all alike.
We have many similar ways—we
build and market and we wander and
we act along the same family lines
(that Is not supposed to he a Joke, I
hope no one will take it as such) as
“But each creature Is Just a little
different from the next one.
“Lions are almost all devoted mates.
But above all 1 think l aiu the most
“I do not say this because I wish
to praise myself. I say It because I
think It Is due my beautiful lioness—
because she is so beautiful and so
lovely she deserves great devotion.
“I loved her when first I saw her.
“I have always loved her. And the
man had no right to look at me and
say that I looked as though I cured for
“What does he know of the Ipve that
Is In my lion heart?
“What does he know of the affection
and the devotion and the admiration I
feel toward my dear lioness?
“She Is not so young as she one#
was. hut she Is still so wond<wful Her
charm, her superb lioness' charm, la
greater today than ever It was.
“Her roaring voice U more lovely to
my ears. Her wild, wild eyes more
into the wardroom wearing a collar beautiful
was, to say the least of it. ex
tremely soiled. This was too much for
he should not have said I
as though I cared for no one
,he officer and he decided to tackle the j »'»>«« « <’ar“ *° deeP'> tor be*utIfttl
young man on the matter.
"Look here." he said, “you ought not
to come in here wearing a filthy col-
lar like that round your neck."
“Filthy, air,” replied the middy: “I
assure you this collar was washed
a si > ore only yesterday.”
“1 don’t doubt that." was the quiet
reply, “but from which wreck T
"Did you speak to me?" the lioness
said as she awoke.
“I simply said I cared for you.” an-
swered t’ld lJon.
Kills Headache 'ITd
animal that has been hurt and want* ;
to limn back to Its home A little j
Time aio It ... different Etery fiber 1 tmee »“ainh
of me longed for escape, to he where
life was. Now I would like to go
where 1 can forget .t.
“Fortunately." she said, “too are
very young You will learn soon that
there are many men of Gerald's type.
The young man who was accustomed
to having an early breakfast every day
I was absent one niorn.ng, baring gone
She breathed to see his wife off on an early tram,
stale scent. Not Returning to the house some tune
The Fervent Prayer
Little Annette was always devout In
saying a prayer on entering church As
she bad been taught no special prayer
for the occasion and her repertory
was known to be limited, she was in-
vited to tell her mother what she said.
“I always pray," said Annette frank-
ly. “that there mayn’t be a litany."—
withstand.nc all these things, she had
news of Gerald. Gerald who for
seven months had been lost! Lady
Mary waited eagerly for tbe butler,
who entered she mom. full of the con
later he said to the cook:
“Well. Jane. I have no spouse this
“ Tain t my fault, suh." she repl'ed.
indignantly. “I aho’ cooked It fo’ yob.
fldent anticipation that he would be Bu: you Jes’ wouldn’t come eat tt."
The Easier Way
Mr Goode—My boy, why la It al-
ways l*est to tell the truth?
R«>- Because you don’t have to rw
tneudter what you say.
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