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1909.
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TRIBUNE: MONDAY,
We will hear a lot about the fleet
this week and next, and then will pro-
ceed to forget about it for a while.
WHERE IS IT OTHERWISE?
Eagle Pass News-Guide.
A Democratic platform demand
never sincere—in Texas.
’ JUST A SUGGESTION.
Waco Times-Herald.
The legislature should pass the ap-
propriation bills and adjourn sine die.
with the
Galveston’s welcome to the Texas
legislators is being carefully arranged.
The solons are going to lose their
hearts in the Island city.
Any erroneous reflections upon the stand-
frg. character or reputation of any persoi^,
firm or corporation, which may appear in
the columns of The Tribune, will be glad'y
corrected upon its being brought to the
attention of the management.
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It was nice of California to decide to
be good. It’s now up to Nevada to
do a little backing up.
Mexico’s volcanic eruptions and earth
tremblings are a kind of publicity
which the sister republic would gladly
deny herself if she could.
If the accomplishment of various
gastronomic feats makes a good presi-
dent the country is safe for four yars.
Taft is holder of the title.
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Uncle Sam and Venezuela are at last
to cease their quarreling. The agree-
ment has been a long time coming, but
is decidedly welcome.
“Alixe?”
“Yes.”
He looked flown at the book on his
knees and began to furrow the pages
absently.
“Phil,” she said, “have you heard
anything this summer—lately—about
the Ruth vens?”
“No.”
“Nothing at all?”
“Not a word.”
“You knew they were at Newport as
usual?”
“I took it for granted.”
“And you have heard no rumors—
no gossip concerning them—nothing
about a yacht?”
“Where was I to hear it? What gos-
sip? What yacht?”
His sister said very seriously, “Alixe
has been very careless.”
“Everybody is. What of it?”
“It is understood that she and Jack
Ruthven have separated.”
He looked up quickly,
you that?”
“A woman wrote me from Newport.
And Alixe is here and Jack Ruthven is
in New York. Several people have—I
have heard about it from several
sources. I’m afraid it’s true, Phil.”
They looked into each other’s trou-
bled eyes, and he said: “If she has
done this, it is the worse of two evils
she has chosen. To live, with him was
bad enough, but this is the limit.”
“I know it. She cannot afford to do
such a thing again. Phil, what is the
matter with her? She simply cannot
be sane and do such a thing—can she?’
“I don’t know,” he said.
“Well, I do. She is not sane. She has
made herself horridly conspicuous
among conspicuous people. She has
been indiscreet to the outer edge of ef-
frontery. Even that set won’t stand it
always—especially as their men folk
are quite' crazy about her, and she leads
a train of them about wherever she
! goes—the little fool!
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named Spring and another named Win-
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move over to Winter, and if it
gets too cold in Winter one can move
back to Spring. And then, if neither is
satisfactory, he can drop off in the
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UN0HE0N being the chll-
dren’s hour, Miss Er-
H roll’s silence remained
§L unnoticed in the jolly
uproar. Besides, Gerald
and Soots were discuss-
ing the huge house party, lantern fete
and dance which the Orchils were giv-
ing that night for the younger sets,
and Selwyn, too, seemed to take un-
usual Interest in the discussion, though
Eileen’s part in the conference was
limited to an occasional nod or mono-
syllable.
Drina was wild to go and furious at
not having been asked, but when Boots
offered to stay home she resolutely re-
fused to accept the sacrifice.
“No,” she said; “they are pigs not to
ask girls of my age, but you may go,
Boots, and I’ll promise not to be un-
happy.”
Mrs. Gerard gave the rising signal,
and Selwyn was swept away in the
rushing herd of children out on the
veranda, where for awhile he smoked
and drew pictures for the younger Ge-
rards. Later some of the children were
packed off for a nap;*Billy with his as-
sorted puppies went away with Drina
and Boots, ever hopeful of a fox or
rabbit; Nina Gerard curled herself up
in a hammock, and Selwyn seated him-
self beside her, an uncut magazine on
his knees. Eileen had disappeared.
For awhile Nina swung there in si-
lence, her pretty eyes fixed on her
brother. He had
nearly finished
cutting the
leaves of the
magazine before
she spoke, men-
tioning the fact
of Rosamund
Fane’s arrival
at the Minsters’
house, Brook-
minster.
The slightest
frown gathered
and passed from
her brother’s
sun bronzed
forehead, but he
made no com-
ment.
“Mr. Neergard
observed.
“What!” exclaimed Selwyn in 'dis-
gust.
“Yes;
Fanes.’’
Selwyn flushed a little, but went on
cutting the pages of the magazine.
When he had finished be . flattened the
pages between both covers and $aid,
without raising his eyes:
“I’m sorry that crowd is to be in evi-
dence.”
“They always are and always will
be,” smiled his sister.
He looked up at her. “Do you mean
that anybody else is a guest at Brook-
minster?”
“Yes. Phil.”
provoked murder and while it is hope-
less to undertake the banishment alto-
The Panama canal knockers are
doomed to occupy places beside the in-
dividuals who ridiculed the telephone,
the wireless telegraph and the flying
machines.
“And now, if it’s true that there’s go-
ing to be a separation, what on earth
will become of her? I ask you, Phil, for
I don’t know. But men know what be-
comes eventually of women who slap
th© world across the face with over-
ringed fingers,
"If—if there’s any talk about it—if
there’s newspaper talk—if there’s a di-
vorce, who will ask her to their houses?
Who will condone this thing? Who'will
tolerate it or her? Men, and men only,,
the odious sort that fawn on her now
and follow her about half sneerlngly.
They’ll tolerate j£, but their wives
won’t, and the kind of women who will
receive and tolerate her are not includ-
ed in my personal experience. What a
fool she has been! Good heavens, what'
a fool!”
A trifle paler than usual, he said:
“There is no real harm in her. I know
there is not.”
“You are very generous, Phfl.w
“No, I am trying to be truthful. And
I say there is no harm in her. I have
made up my mind on that score.” He
leaned nearer his sister and laid one
hand on hers where it lay across the
hammock's edge.
"Nina, no woman could have done
what she has done and continue to do
what she does and be mentally sound.
This, at last, is my conclusion.”
"It has long been my conclusion,” she
said under her breath.
He stared at the floor out of gray
eyes grown dull and hopeless.
"Phil,” whispered his sister, “sup-
pose—suppose—what happened to her
father”—
"I know.”
She said again: "It was slow at first,
a brilliant eccentricity that gradually
became something less pleasant. Oh,
Phil, Phil!”
“It was softening of the brain,” he
said, “was it not?” ,
“Yes; he entertained a delusion of
conspiracy against him, also a compla-
cent conviction of the mental insta-
bility of others. Yet at intervals he
remained clever and witty and charm-
ing.”
"And then?”
"Phil—he became violent at times.”
"Yes. And the end?” he asked
quietly.
"A little child again, quite happy
and content, playing with toys, very
gentle, very pitiable.” The hot tears
filled her eyes. "Oh, Phil!” she sob-
bed and hid her face on his shoulder.
Over the soft, faintly fragrant hair
he stared stupidly, lips apart, chin
loose.
A little later Nina sat up in the ham-
mock, daintily effacing the traces of
tears. Selwyn was saying: “If this is
so, that Ruthven man has got to stand
by her. Where could she go if such
trouble is to come upon her? To whom
can she turn if not to him? He is re-
sponsible for her—doubly so if her con-
dition is to be—that! By every law of
manhood he is bound to Etand by her
now. By every law of decency and
humanity he cannot desert her now.
If she does these—these indiscreet
things, and if he knows she is not alto-
gether mentally responsible, he can-
not fail to stand by her! How can he,
in God’s name?”
“Phil,” she said, “you speak like a
man, but she has no man to stand loy-
ally by her in the direst need a human
soul may know. He is only a thing-
no man at all—only a loathsome acci-
dent of animated decadence.”
He looked up quickly, amazed at her
sudden bitterness, and she looked back
at him almost fiercely.
"I may as well tell you what I’ve
heard,” she said. “I was not going to
at first, but it will be all around town
sooner or later. Rosamund told me.
She learned—as she manages to learn
everything a little before anybody else
hears of it—that Jack Ruthven found
out that Alixe was behaving very care-
lessly with some man—some silly, cal-
low and probably harmless youth. But
there was a disgraceful scene on Mr.
Neergard’s yacht, the Niobrara. I
don’t know who the people were, but
Ruthven acted abominably. The Nio-
, brara anchored in Widgeon bay yester-
day, and Alixe is aboard, and her hus-
band is in New York, and Rosamund
says he means to divorce her in one
way or another. Ugh, the horrible lit-
tle man, with his rings and bangles!”
She shuddered. “Why, the mere
bringing of such a suit means her so-
cial ruin, no matter what verdict is
brought in. Her only salvation has
been in remaining inconspicuous, and
a sane girl would have realized it
But”—and she made a gesture! of de-
spair—“you see what she has done;
And, Phil, you know what she has
done to you, what a mad risk she took
In going to your rooms that night.”
“Who said she had ever been in my
rooms?” he demanded, flushing darkly
in his surprise.
“Did you suppose I didn’t know It?”
she asked quietly. "Oh, but I did, and
it kept me awake nights worrying. -
Yet I knew it must have been all right
—knowing you as I do. But do you
suppose other people would hold you
as innocent as I do? Even Eileen—
the sweetest, whitest, most loyal little
soul in the world—was troubled when
Rosamund hinted at some scandal
touching you and Alixe. She told me,
but she ,did not tell me what Rosa-
mund had said—the mischief maker!”
His face had become quite colorless.
He raised an unsteady hand to his
mouth, touching his mustache, and. his
gray eyes narrowed menacingly.
“Rosamund—spoke of scandal to—
Eileen?” he repeated. “Is that possi-
ble?”
“How long do you suppose a girl can.
live and not bear scandal of some
sort?” said Nina. “It’s bound to rain
some time or other, but I prepared my
little duck’s back to shed some things.”
“You say,” insisted Selwyn, “that
Rosamund spoke of me—in that way—
to Eileen?”
“Yes. It only made the child angry,
Phil, so don’t worry.” (
“No; I won’t worry. No, I—I won’t.
You are quite ri^ht, Nina. But the
pity of it, that tight, hard shelled wo-
man of the world to do such a thing
to a young girl.”
“Rogamund ia Rosamund,” said Nina,
with a shrug. “The antidote to het
species is obvious.”
“Right, thank God I” said Selwyn
between his teeth. "Mens sana in cor-
pora sano! Bless her Utile heart! I’m
glad you told me this, Nina.”
He rose and laughed a little, a curi-
ous sort of laugh, and Nina watched
him, perplexed. x
“Where are you going, Phil?” she
asked.
“I don’t know. I—where is Eileen?”
“She’s lying down—a headache, prob-
ably too much sun and salt water.
Shall I send for her?”
“No; I’ll go up and inquire how she
is. Susanne is there, isn’t she?”
And he entered the house and as-
cended the stairs.
The little Alsatian maid was seated
in a corner of the upper hall, sewing,
and she informed Selwyn that made-
moiselle had “bad in ze head.”
But at the sound of conversation in
the corridor Eileen’s gay voice came
to them from her room asking who
was, and she evidently knew, for there
was a hint of laughter in her tone.
“It is I. Are you better?” said Sel-
wyn.
“Yes. D-did you wish to see me?”
“Yes.”
The pretty greeting she always re-
served for him, even if their separa-
tion had been for a few minutes only,
she now offered, hand extended, a cool,
place.
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^Younger Set
GALVESTON’S THE PLACE.
Bryan Eagle.
The tide of commerce is turning
gulfward and in a few years the south-
ern import emporum pre-eminent will
be within a few hours ride of Bryan.
Automobilists claim it costs no more
to own a machine than it does to own
The price is about the same
Gov. Patterson of Tennessee is in
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hard luck. None of his vetoes stick
and the legislature plans to take a lot
of power from the executive besides.
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Eileen curled up among the cushions
fragrant hand which lay for a second
in his, closed, and withdrew’, leaving
her eyes very friendly.
“Come out on the west veranda,” she
said. “I know what you wish to say
to me. Besides, I have something to
confide to you too. And I’m very im-
patient to do it.”
He followed her to the veranda. She
seated herself in the broad swing and
moved so that her invitation to him
was unmistakable. Then when he had.
taken the place beside her she turned
toward him very frankly, and he looked
up to encounter her beautiful direct
gaze.
“What is disturbing our friendship?”
she asked. “Do you know? I don’t. *1
went to my room after luncheon and
lay dowm on my bed and quietly delib-
erated. And do you know what conclu-
sion I have reached?”
“What?” he asked.
“That there is nothing at all to dis-
turb our friendship and that what I 1
said to you on the beach was foolish.
I don’t know why I said it. I’m not
the sort of girl who says such stupid,
things, though I was apparently for*
that one moment. And what I said
about Gladys was childish. I am not
jealous of her, Captain Selwyn. Don’t a
think me silly or perverse or sentimeu-
'tai, will you?” s.
“I wish to ask you something.”
“With pleasure,” she said. “Go
ahead.” And she settled back, fearless-
ly expectant.
"Very well, then,” he said, striving
to speak coolly. “It is this: Wilkyou
marry me, Eileen ?”
She turned perfectly white and
stared at him, stunned. And he re-
peated his question, speaking slowly,
but unsteadily .
(Continued.)
At Houston, Miss., last week a negro
murderer was taken from the jail and
hanged by the angry citizens of that
■'Lynching has become so
! this country that it scarcely
provokes more than passing comment,
unless there should happen to be some
attending circumstances that differ-
entiate it from the many other deplora-
ble affairs of its kind that annually dis-
. grace our civilization and mock our
pretentions of being law abiding peo-
ple. But this Mississippi lynching was
attended-by a circumstamce which of-
fers a suggestion whereby it is pos-
sible this crime added to crime may be
lessened, if not entirely averted. It
appears that the mob deferred wreak-
ing vengeance on the negro upon prom-
ise by the county officials that a speedy
trial would be given the murderer, but
upon the judge refusing to give the
case immediate attention the lynching
followed.
Baseball hunger is having its effect
in fandom and is developing many
cases of acute impatience. But the
season will really be opened.
How far away they were: Gerald
was with them. Curious that Selwyn
had not seen her waiting for him,
knee deep in the surf—curious that he
bad seen Gladys instead! True, Gladys
had called to him and signaled him,
white arm upfiung. Gladys was very
pretty—with her heavy, dark hair and
melting, Spanish eyes and her softly
rounded, olive skinned figure. Gladys
had called to him, and she had not.
That was true, and lately—for the last
few days or perhaps more—she her-
self had been a trifle less impulsive in
her greeting of Selwyn—a little less
sans facon vith him. After all, a man
comes when it pleases him. Why
should a £4rl call him—unless she—un-
less—unless—
Perplexed, her grave eyes were fixed
on the sea where now the white canoe
pitched nearer, close on now.
When the cafloe suddenly capsized,
Gladys jumped, but Selwyn went with
it, boat an man tumbling into the
tumult over and over. As Eileen looked
she saw a dark streak Imp across his
face—saw him stoop and wash it off
and stand, looking blindly about, while
again the sudden dark line crisscrossed
his face frotn temple t<^ chin and
spread wider like a etaln.
“Philip!” she called, springing to her
feet and scarcely knowing that she had
spoken.
He heard her and came toward her
in a halting, dazed way, stopping
twice to cleanse his face of the bright
blood that streaked it.
"It’s nothing,” he said,
nal thing hit me.
“Do you remember what I told you
—one day in early summer?’ he re-
turned coolly.
“Don’t talk this way!” she said, ex-
asperated under a rush of sensation's
utterly incomprehensible — stinging,
eonfusod emotions that boat chaotic
time to the clamor of her pulses.
“Why d-do you speak of such things?”
she repeated,' with a fierce little in-
drawn breath. “Why do you—when
i know—when I said—explained
everything?'” She looked at him fear-
fully. “You are somehow spoiling our
friendship,” she said. “And I don’t
exactly know how you are doing it,
but something of the comfort of it is
being taken away from me, and
don’t, don’t, don’t do it!”
She covered her eyes with her clinch-
ed hands for a moment, motionless;
then her arms dropped, and she turn-
ed sharply, with a gesture which left
him alone there, and walked rapidly
across the beach to the pavilion.
under discussion was
g-ether of this awful crime we can not
doubt that the number of instances
It is believed that right here may be
found, in the law’s delay, one explana-
tion of man’s disregard for the institu-
tion he has erected for jjjs own safe-
guarding, and the inference is but
natural that if delay provokes impet-
uosity, promptness in dealing with
case£,where a community has been out-
raged would tend largely to lessen
these overt acts on the part of
wrought and indignant citizens. '
is precedent for arguing to this
elusion while day after day the news-
papers convey to their readers in-
stances of vengeance superseding law
where the law played the laggard. 1
judge who clings too tenaciously to es-
tablished usage will some day awake
to learn that those who created usage
are superior io what they have framed
for the safety of society and are not
above being incited to brush aside
what they Jiave called into existence,
and for the moment return to the sav-
agery from which they have patiently
worked through a hundred generations.
The suggestion then is simply that
where cases of known urgency develop
it might be well to set aside ordinary
affairs for the moment and give atten-
tion to that which threatens to breach
the wall we have reared so carefully
about our civilization; this would be no
blow at our institutions or evasion of
a line of practice set down as funda-
mental. No man waits for an introduc-
tion to the woman he would resuce
from drowning: a life is at stake and
life is of infinitely more value than
the preservation of a precedent or the
observance of a conventionality. Every
good citizen deplores the mob yet were
it not for a few otherwise good citizens
found in the mob there would be no
such assembly; the fact of there being
shows an effect back of which
the cause in the in-
For a/while Nina
swung there in
silence.
"The infer-
Gh, don’t use that!”
as she drenched her kerchief in cold
sea water and held it toward him with
both hands.
“Take it, I—I beg of you,” she stam-
mered. “Is it s-serious?”
“Why, no,” he said, his senses clear-
ing. “It was only a rap on the head,
and this blood is merely a nuisance.
Thank you; I will use your kerchief if
you Insist. It’ll stop in a moment any-
way.”
"Please sit here,”
where I’ve been sitting.”
He did so, muttering: “What a nui-
It will stop in a second. You
needn’t remain here with me, you
know. Go in. It is simply glorious.”
"I’ve been in. I was drying my
hair.”
He glanced up, smiling; then, as the
wet kerchief against his forehead red-
dened, he started to rise, but she took
it from his fingers, hastened to the
water’s edge, rinsed it and brought it
back cold ajid wet.
“Please sit perfectly still,” she said.
"A girl likes to' do this sort of thing
for a man.”
"If I’d known that,” he laughed,
"I’d have had it happen frequently.”
She only shook her head, watching
him unsmiling. But the pulse in her
had become very quiet again.
“It’s no end of fun in that canoe,” he
observed. "Gladys Orchil and I work
it beautifully.”
“I saw you did,” she nodded.
“Oh! Where were you? Why*didn’t
you come?”
"I don’t know. Gladys called, you.
I was waiting for you—expecting you.-
Then Gladys called you.”
“I didn’t see you,” he said.
“I didn't call you,” she observed se-
renely, and after a moment she added,
"Do you see only those who hail you,
Captain Belwyn?’
Senator Knox will doubtless become
secretary of state, but he had a goodly
scare just the same. Incidentally the
expected has happened and there are
numerous claimants to the honor of
having discovered the senator’s inelig-
ibility.
Corea, with a population of 20,000,-
000, a^|umes 840,000,000 cigarettes
yearly.^^
Cut This Story Out and Keep It; You’ll Want
He laughed. “In this life’s cruise a
good sailor always answers a friendly
hail.”
"So do I,” she said. “Please hail me
after this—because I don’t care to take
the initiative. If you neglect to do it,
don’t count on my hailing you any
more.”
The stain spread on the kerchief.
Once more she went to the water’s
edge, rinsed it and returned with it.
“I think it has almost stopped bleed-
ing,” she remarked as he laid the cloth
against his forehead. “You frightened
me, Captain Selwyn. I am not easily
frightened.”
"I know it.”
“Did you know I was frightened?”
"Of course I did.”
“Oh,” she said, vexed, “how could
you know it? I didn’t do anything
silly, did I?”
“No; you very ^ensibly called mp
Philip. That’s how I knew you were
frightened.”
A slow, bright color stained face and
neck.
“So I was silly, after all,” she said,
biting at her under lip and trying to
meet his humorous gray eyes with un-
concern. But her face was burning
now^-tand, aware of it, she turned her
gaze resolutely on. the sea. Also, to
her further annoyance, her heart awoke,
beating unwarrantably, absurdly, until
the dreadful idea seized her that he
could hear it. Disconcerted, she stood
up—a straight, youthful figure against
the sea. The wind, blowing her di-
sheveled hair across her cheeks and
shoulders, fluttered her clinging skirts
as she rested both hands on her hips
and slowly walked toward the water’s
edge.
“Shall we swim?” he asked her.
She half turned and looked around
and down at him.
“I’m all right. It’s stopped bleeding.
Shall we?” he inquired, looking at her.
“You’ve got to wash your hair again
anyhow.”
She said, feeling suddenly stupid and
childish and knowing she was speak-
ing stupidly: “Would you not rather
join Gladys again? I thought that—
that”—
“Thought what?”
“Nothing,” she said, furious at her-
self. “I am going to the showers.
Goodby.”
"Goodby,” he said, troubled. “Un-
less we walk to the pavilion to-
gether”—
"But you are going in again—are you
not?”
“Not unless you do.”
"W-what have I to do with it, Cap-
tain Selwyn?”
“It’s a big ocean and rather lonely
without you,” he said so seriously that
she looked around again and laughed.
“It’s full of pretty7 girls just now.
Plunge in, my melancholy friend. The
whole ocean is a dream of fair women
today.”
" ‘If they be not fair to me, what
care I how fair they be?’” he para-
phrased, springing to his feet and
keeping step beside her.
“Really, that won’t do,” she said.
“Much moonlight and Gladys and the
Minster twins convict you. Do you
remember that I told you one day in
early summer that Sheila and Dor-
othy and Gladys would mark you for
their own? Oh, my inconstant courtier,
they are yonder! And I absolve you.
Adieu!”
IT’LL BE PROSPEROUS.
Liberty Vindicator. /
If the coming year is not the most
prosperous in the history of the coun-
try it will be the fault of you people
with pessimistic views and kicking
qualities.
can be greatly lessened and here lies
our task. If swift punishment inevitably
follows the perpetration of a deed of
lawlessness it is believed that it will
act as a deterrent; here then is where
the machinery Of justice and the citi-
can act together. For the peace
officers the mob appears to have scant
respect but reverence envelopes the
judiciary; the office of judge carries
with it a potency to calm the mob spirit
greater than that possessed by almost
any other state official, and right here
comes his opportunity to stand be-
tween the outraged citizen and the law
he represents. The proposition has
been tried with gratifying results and
it is more than probable that the Mis-
sissippi judge erred in refusing to give
the idea another opportunity to demon-
strate its efficiency toward lessening
the number of lynchings, a crime in
itself becoming altogether too common.
Texas will excuse the legislature
from furnishing any of the week’s
thrillers if it sticks to its knitting.
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