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Contents 15 Fluid
lac Simile Signal of
Exact Copy of Wrapper.
Watch the Fords Go By.
It Is Economy to Buy the Best
•? ? ■.
Phones 93 and 94
rop:
Infants Children
At6mon,hs
You can’t afford to eat inferior groceries.
It’s poor economy tc buy Jcheap g roceries.
We carty the best *ind we can convince you
that the best is the cheapest. No substitut-
es, but the standard line at our store.
The animated pictures of Bal-
linger streets, residences and peo-
ple, taken by a Hearst-Vitagraph
camera man some weeks ago, will
be exhibited at the Princess The-
atre Saturday night. These pic-
tures were developed by the Vit-
agraph Co. of America, one of
the largest producing companies
in the United States, and about
250 feet of good negative was
WILL SHOW BALLINGER
PICTURES SATURDAY
MILLER MERCANTILE CO
TWO PHONES 66 AND 77
Five pounds good Pea Berry
Coffee for one dollar. Roten’s
Grocery Store. Phone 101.
TrffiCE»virRCOMP-«Y-
KEW YORK--
This film does not in-
rabbit drive pietiires,
be shown in a Ilearst-
Xews Pictorial soon-
also
with
Trico Mixed Feed 'for cows,
cotton seed meal for cows,
bran, chops, oats, chicken
feed, hay, etc- We deliver
feed for man and beast in
any quantity.
Promotes D^estian.GKtfM
ness
Opium^hinenflrMnaa-
Not Narcotic.
CASTORIA
For Infants and Children.
secured,
elude the
which will
Vita graph
“Mary Page’’ No. 2, will
be shown at the Princess
the Ballinger pictures and a
ular program of four reels.
ALCOHOL- 3 PERCENT
A Vegetable JYepatationfcrAs-
-n'tnH.itingfhe Food, anti
imd the Stomachs andB<wils of
Worms. Fevenshn^saui
LOSSOFSIEE1-
Feed the Gow
that Feeds You.
L>. B. Stubbs
Grocer and Baker
Cleaning, Pressingand Dyeing
PHONE 97
SCOTCH WOOLEN MILLS
Hutchins Avenue Ballinger, Texas
Mothers Know That
Genuine Castoria
Always
Bears the
Signature
use
For Over
Thirty Years
CASTORIA
TMt CtNTAUR COMPANY, NEW YORK CITY.
THE DAILY LEDGER
Each Episode Suggested by a Prominent Author
trust.
(Continued from Yesterday)
• f
EIGHTH EPISODE
and going
“It
out
open
The cat, he
Dorothy alone knew the truth
And then
(Continued Tommorow.)
*
. T’
Spike,” directed Seagrue,
“And bring him in quick.”
he won’t come?” parried
them into
as Bill re-
you
en-
ploughed
smashing
in love. She
two more of
When Bruce
to fight the
and thrown
By the time the street was clear.
Lug had effected his entrance and
opened the door for his companions.
With Spike. Bill made his way to the
open.
think
been
Aft-
time,
She
saw a | net tier
thusiasii ally.
JAMES FRANCIS
DWYER
recorder’s office and began a search
among the books. It was not until he
had tossed one book after another
aside and when, finding the lost book
of deeds, be consulted the index book
and threw open the pages containing
Rhinelander's right-of-way deeds, that
Spike got the least inkling of what
he was after.
But the moment Bill found the page
he was looking for, he slapped his
hand down on it exultantly. “That’s
the book we want," he exclaimed
huskily.
Spike stretched his eagle neck for-
ward. “Fine!” he muttered, grinning.
“Hold on! What’s that?” he whispered
in alarm, grabbing Bill’s arm with a
start.
Bill, alarmed, looked around. ‘‘Some-
body's coming,” cried Spike, under his
breath. "See if Lug’s there.”
Bill unsuspectingly ran out to see it
their lookout had been disturbed. The
instant he left the room Spike, watch-
ing his chance, ripped the two leaves
recording Rhinelander s deeds forcibly
from the book and stowed
the breast of his shirt just
turned.
Bill grabbed up the book
to an open window, dropped the book
where Lug stood waiting. The mo-
ment the latter caught the heavy vol-
ume he made hurriedly away with it
for Seagrue’s room.
Spike and Bill were less fortunate
In their escape. They walked into the
ballway and had reached the head of
the stairs when they were seen by the
day watchman. With a shout he bailed
them.
Bill, without hesitating, whipped
out his revolver and fired. Spike an-
grily caught his companion's arm,
wrested the gun from his hand and
stuck it in his own pocket. The watch-
man, pulling his own pistol, dropped
back into a doorway. Bill dashed
down the corridor one way, while
Spike made a record sprint down the
stairs th? ether. The watchman chased
Bill, and Bill reaching a window,
sprang through it to the ground. Get-
ting on his feet, he ran for safety
down the street.
The one shot tired in the courthouse
had already made a commotion. Spike
gaining the foot cf the stairs hid him-
self just as clerks, coming in at the
front, ran upstairs to see what wa*
wrong. And when the coast below was
clear Spike slipped out of the
door and walked away.
Seagrue, at his window, bad
watching his men in Main street,
er what seemed an interminable
steps on the ball stairs and
moment Lug, hurrying into
as Seagrue opened the door
threw the book of records
SYNOPSIS.
Dudley Larnigan, district attorney, be-
cause of his fight on the vice and liquor
trusts, is killed by an agent of a secret
society, the committee of fifteen. The
fight is continued by his son, Bruce, who
is elected district attorney. When Larnigan
saves the children of one of the conspira-
tors this man agrees to expose the trust
and is murdered. Dorothy Maxwell, whose
father Is head of the insurance trust,
over the dictaphone hears of a plot to kill
Larnigan, with whom she is
warns him, he escapes, and
the conspirators are killed.
Larnigan goes to Chicago
grain trust he is assaulted
overboard. He is rescued by his brother
Tom, who takes up the fight. Dodson,
head of cbi^rain trust, fearing exposure,
kills himsr f. Tom Larnigan opens a fight
on the textile trust. Ayres, the head of
tiie trust, in an effort to kill Tom, kills
his own son. Tom, Ben Travers and Ste-
vens go after the railroad monopoly. An
attempt is made to wreck the special train
on which Tom and Ben travel. When
Kitty Rockford, the railroad presid-"til's
daughter is save f by Tom and Bel t le
railroad presiderU faciaues he’ll hel| 'ex-
pose the grafters. Tfce conspirators I xt
plan to involve tils country in war in
order to sell munitions. Bear., an imt-n-
tor, makes a machine to blow up an in-
terned warship. Tom Larnigan gets Bean
drunk. He gives away the plot, and Car-
ney, another of the graft conspirators. Is
killed.
bead of
father of Dorothy Maxwel*
whom both Stone ami Bruce . strnigan
loved.
concerning Stone, and. though she loved
Bruce, and hated Slone, she was cou
strained to silence because she knew
that her father was in Stone's power:
that he was deeply involved in the
criminal machinations of the gang that
the Larnigans had sworn to run to
earth. Stone had threatened, more
than on< e. that if she betrayed him he
would see to it that her father was
ruined, and she had. therefore, had to
•m* cont -nt witli doing what she could
In secret to help Bruce. And in this,
for some time, she had had the aid of
Kitty Rockford. her best friend, whose
betrothal to Tom Larnlgaa Dorothy ex-
pected to be announced at asy time. 1
Dorothy saw Stone come In; she j
knew that already a number of other1
The greatest of all Frank
Spearman’s railroad
stories
SHOWN IN MOTION PICTURE
AT THE QUEEN THEATRE
EVERY SATURDAY.
Tinker or Thinker—Which!
“Get an Overland ”
0 ’Kelley & "Walton.
was smiling as lie made his
tiie home of Roger Maxwell,
the Insurance Trust and the
the girl
Serialization by HUGH WEIR and JOE BRANDT
Produced by the Universal Film Manufacturing Company
[Copyright. 1916. by the Universal Film Manufacturing Company.]
some e.\|do<it e.
"Fine work!" said Slone. "I believe
you've got the n this time. Dunnf Well •
we got Dudley Larnigan when he was
he heard
the next
vhe room
for him,
on the table.
Seagrue opened it in haste and
looked for what he wanted, but while
the index sheets indicated the regis-
try of the deeds, he failed to find the
pages where they should be. While
he was searching Bill ran in.
“Well,” exclaimed Bill, "you got
what you want. We came mighty
near getting pinched.”
Seagrue answered testily. “I don’t
see how I've got what I want. Rhine-
lander's deeds are net in this book.
Where are the pages that belong
here?”
“Go find
wrathfully.
“Suppose
Bill.
“Kill him,” returned Seagrue with-
out hesitation. “Bring him anyway.’’
The men, loitering along Main street
and drinking, had worked themselves
Into an ugly mood even before Spike,
walking through the crowd, was rec-
ognized by one and accosted. The
man, who was quarrelsome, caught
the convict by the coat collar. Spike
shook himself loose and was walking
away when Bill hurried on the scene.
“Where are the pages you tore out
of that book?” he demanded angrily
of Spike.
Spike regarded him with assumed
astonishment. "What do you mean,
telling me 1 tore anything out of your
book?” he asked. ^’You carried the
book cut, didn't you? I know 1 didn't.'
Abuse from Bill followed. It was
returned by Spike with usury.
high prices in the cities, were charge-,
able to the strikers, and this had done
much to inflame public opinion against
the men. Tom, on the other hand, was
sure that Weisner was resorting to an
old trick, and holding back great re-
serves of coal.
So he was making his hunt off the
(►eaten path, looking daily, for some
evidence that would support his belief,
since be knew that a guess, no matter
how dose it might prove to be to the
truth, would be useless against such
enemies.
And one day. on a specially built sid-
’ing. lie found a long string of coal cars,
fully leaded. There was proof of the
most glaring sort that he had been
right, for. across the track, a shauty
had been built by tracklayers—right in
tiie path of the joaded cars! Tom be-
gan at once to^ake notes and photo-
graphs and in this occupation Weisner
surprised him.
“Who are you? What right? have
you got to come hutting in?” asked
Tom. angrily. when Weisner l»egau to
abuse him.
“I'll tell you who 1 am—and in a
hurry!" said Weisner, with an oath.
"I'm Weisner—tiie boss of this whole
country, and don't you forget it!”
Tom's anger was too strong for his
discretion. In a moment he and Weis-
ner were grappling, in a primitive, sav-
age combat. Tom. with a fair fjeld.
could have killed his opponent but
some of Weisner's henchmen hurried
to his assistance, and in a few minutes
Tom. unconscious and bound, was
thrown into the tool shanty. Weisner,
raging, went up the hill along which
the siding ran. and stopped, at the top.
where tiie first car stood. Suddenly
an evil light came into his eyes.
“He wants the coal moved, does he?"
he snarled. “Well—moved it shall be!"
At erne he sprang to the car, un-
coupled it. and Itegan to try to move
It. so that, getting on the grade. It
would roll down upon the shanty by
the force vf gravity.
And at the same moment Dorothy
Maxwell, who chanced to be within
bearing, understood bis purpose, and'
suspecting-that Tom was in the shan-
ty. ran des)M*rately toward it The
car gained momentum; Dorothy saw
' 'hat she would be too late. But Kitty
?'■ kford. nearer the bottom of the hill.
im> -••stood Dorothy’s frantic gestures.
She ran toward the shanty, not
knowing what she would see. but real-
izing that there was some danger for
some one inside, since phe could see
the car racing down. And. Just In
time. «he dragged Tom outside—and
a moment later the car
through the frai! structure,
it to kindling wood.
The two girls freed Tom.
they saw a group of men gathered on
the hill abort half way up. Torn went
up: lie returned, sober faced, in a few
moments.
“Weisner's foot caught as be started
the ear—caught in the brake.” he said.
"He was dragged along and killed.”
Toiji could not avert much of the
trouble that followed, but Weisner’s
death and the government action thht
followed Tom's report brought about
a speedy settlement of the strike. And
one more name was crossed off
original list of firteen.
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men, prominent in the Graft
were tn the house.
“We’d better keep our ears
Kitty,” she told her chum. “I
those men are planning some new dev-
iltry.”
"I heard Mr. Weisner talking about
interference with his business,’’ said
Kitty. “He said that if any outsiders
came skulking around the coal mines
they'd better look out—that there was
trouble enough there already without
bringing in any more from outside.”
“They’ll talk in the library,” said
Dorothy. “If we slip in there now and
go into the little alcove, we can curl up
in that big settee. If they find us we
can pretend to be asleep.”
They put their plan into execution,
and, as they expected, they soon heard
the voices of the members of the syn-
dicate—the survivors of the original
fifteen. Stone spoke first.
“Weisner—you need'nt worry,” he
-aid. “I saw Ixtrnigan just now—met
him as he came from the station. He's
taken his mother and his brother down
to the country. He explained to me
that he wanted them to be where it
was safe and quiet, because he had to
go down to Pennsylvania!”
“And you'll keep him away, I sup-
pose,” said Weisner, with a sneer.
“Me—I don't trust you or your arrange-
ments, Stone! You've had plenty of
chances at these Larnigans. and you’ve
messed up every one of them! Let
him come, say I! I've got ways of tak-
ing care of him if he turns up!”
The two girls couldn't hear all of the
conversation. It was Weisner's voice,
heavy and powerful, that was most
plainly audible; Stone, from a more
highly developed sense of caution,
pitched bis tone low. so that ouly an
occasional word that he uttered was
clear and distinct. And so the two
glr'» -lid not realize that Tom would
bj* •> peril even before he left New
\Vrk; they thought that for him the
danger would begin to be acute when
he reached the coal fields. As soon as
tbey could they stole out am! managed
to get away unobserved.
“Suppose we went down?" suggested
Dorothy. "Down to Pennsylvania? I
don't believe Tom realizes tiie dangers
he will face down (here—and we might
save his life! I’m sure we could be of
some use.”
"I'm willing,” said Kitty, eagerly.
Tom. meanwhile, had gone unsus
pectin• toward his Hat. lie meant
to accept Stone's invitation. Stone
could, be knew, give him valuable in
formation as to conditions in the
coal fields, and he had offen d to do so.
He did not see the spy who lurked in
the lower hallway of bis apartment
house; it was with the utmost uncon
cern that he inserted his key in the
door. He stopped for a moment, hold-
ing the door o|M*n with his foot, and
bent down to stroke a cat that bad
rubbed against bis leg.
guess<|'. must belong to his neighbors.
Then be straightened up. and pushed
the door open. But just then a mouse
ran across the doorsill; the cat sprang
aft« it. in hot pursuit. Instantly there
was a blinding flash; a deafening roar,
and a great explosion hurled Tom half
way down the stairs. He was bruised
and shaken, but he was not seriously
hurt; no bones were broken. And. even
as be picked himself up the spy. hear
tug the explosion, ran off to report that
he had w; t *1 into the trap.
Stone was appalled and astonished
when T- ••» cn o. as he had promised
to do. U nt he v .«s able to conceal his
astonishment and b's dismay.
“You must s' end ' o night." he told
Tom. “You c:n get an early morning
train—you mig'.t as well have one
more night of con fort. I'm afraid
you’ll find it pretty rough down in
the coal fields. The hotels are poor,
and everything is upset and disor-
ganized by the strike, so that it will
be even worse than usual."
Torn agreed, and Stone, after Toi
had retired, sent for Dunn.
“He’s fooled us aga’n." he said, bit
terly. "I don’t know how—and I don
< are! But—I’ve arranged a last chant e
for you! lie's in this apartment,
asleep! You can get through the win
dow—and this time take no chances!”
“Suppose I'm caught—it's murder
you're asking me to do!" gasped DUnn.
growing pale.
"You've done it before—and I still
have the proofs!" said Stone, fiercely
“Which would you rather do—have me
hand those pnsifs to the prosecutor,
with the certainty that you'll be Von
victed. or take the chance that you
won't Im* caught? Who is going to
catch you? There's no one to give the
alarm except myself!"
Dunn hesitated. But he knew that
Stone held the whip band.
•HI do It.” said Dunn, gloomily.
"All right," said Stone. “There's the
way you can get in.”
I And at once be went downstairs and
notified the hall boy that he bad seer
“Let him come! I’ve got ways of
taking care of him!”
district attorney of New York, and It
would Im* a strange thing if we couldn't
put these two sons of Ills out of the
running
Stone
The Temper of the Miners Daily Was
Growing Uglier.
•' a burglar, trying to get into his rooms!
I Treachery was the very breath of life
I to Stone.
“I caught a burglar for you, Mr.
Stone," said Tom, when be saw Stone
returning, with two or three of the em-
ployees of the house. “He’s tied up in
there!"
"Good work!” said Stone. The man
bad missed his vocation; anyone who
bad seen him then, and had known,
too, what his real plan would have
been, would have been convinced of
tbat. In him a great actor was last to
the stage. He concealed his liiy. his
dismay at the sight of Tom La.'figan,
who had once more escaped. T- .:i bad
been too much for Dunn, that w as all.
Down in the coal country Dorothy
and Kitty saw much of the ID ery in-
evitably attendant upon a strike. The
miners were grim and determined; cer-
tain elements among them bad begun
to riot and to try to destroy the prop-
erty of the mining companies. The mi-
litia and the state police suppressed all
violence ruthlessly, but the temper of
the men was growing uglier, and there
could be no doubt that, sooner or later,
tbey would organize and seek to settle
the matters in a pitched battle.
But the two girls, although they saw
much that was of vital interest, did
not, for a long time, discover where
Tom Larnigan was, nor what he was
doing. Tom, as a matter of fact, knew
that he could not hope to accomplish
niueh unless he was able to discredit
Weisner. It was Weisner’s claim that
the shortage of coal, and the resultant
“Old King Coal”
Suggested by
JAMES FRANCIS DWYER. Author
of “The Spotted Panther," "The
White Waterfall." and "The
Blue Moon"
front door will
Ain! 1 say—it’s
him make good."’
And an
he telephoned to Stone,
there- and you never
job!" be reported, en
"He’s got the whole
and every wire leads to
•• UNN—this sort of nonsense
■ ■ lias got to stop!" said I Im
^’r(l Stone. with a grim io.»m
iug in his tone. "Every tllne
these Larnigans escape from your
traps. I'm beginning to think that
forget tbat I’m in a position to
force the orders I give you."
“Well—I got an idea.” said Dunn.
.looks good. Bean's sore—he’s afraid
he won't get any more money, lie
thinkg^om Larnigan put over s< >.e
thing pretty raw. and lie’s got it in for
him. So here's tin* lay out. Bean sjys
that if he can get into the Larnigans*
tint he can fix things so that anyone
who goes inside the
never come
worth while.
I num went off to find Bean,
hour or so later
GRAFT
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