The Daily Leader. (Orange, Tex.), Vol. 5, No. 114, Ed. 1 Tuesday, July 23, 1912 Page: 3 of 4
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CHAPTER XVII
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Barron ft Friedlander,
' Dealers.
Building.
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Ytiur Shirt*. Collar* and Cuff*; alio
r Linen and Counterpane!
than yon can do it at home
ragon Laundry
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ÍL1NG HOTEL
Plan
iimt,Texa8i
Brick Bulldiug. Newly Fur-
Hot and Cold Bath* Free
Electric Fan* in Each
t Extra Charge. Call and
Bell*. Iced Lithia Water
v* Throughout the Hotel. ; "
ad Work
Cotintyii
in Orange
„ ,,J1 «titt- Jow* when Mallotar
•voice. Into bis last moments of heavy
sleep Intruded a voice Tike a town-
crier's voice, crying: ~ V "' '*■
"Lass call for breakfuss In the Rta-
tag Rar," and then, ^í^Bk&oudii^
"Lass call for breakfuss in Rlnta-
rar," and, finally and faintly, "Lass-
call breakfuss rt'rar."
Mallory pushed up hta window-
shade. The day was broad on rolling
prairies like billows established In the
green soil.: He peeked through his
curtains. Most of the other passen-
ger*: were up and about, their beds
hidden and beddings stowed away be-
hind the bellying veneer ot the tipper-
works of the car. All the berths were
made up except his own and number
two, in the corner, where Little
mla Wellington's nose still
Ijbe «on was
the world good, and the very
train ran with jubilant rejoicing. They
could not doubt that «few more hours
would see them legally ntgn and wife.
Mallory restored Marjorie to her
place ta their car, and with smiles ot
assurance, left her for another par-
son-hunt through the train. She wait.
«¿ for him in a bridal agitation. He
ransacked thé train forward in vain,
and returned, passing Marjorie with
a shake of the head, and a sour
countenance. He went out to the ob-
servation platform where he stumbled
on "Ira Lathrop and Anne (tattle, en-
gaged in a conversation of evident
intimacy, for they Jumped when he
opened the door, as if they were guilty
of some plot.
Mallory mumbled his usual, "Ex-
ime," whirled on his heel, and
bagpipe monody, and one other berth,
which he recognized as MarJorte's.
His belated sleep and hers had
•pare* them both the stares aád
laughing chattel' of the passengers.
But this bridal fcouple's two bertha,
standing like towers among the seats,
had provided conversation for every-
body, had already united the easual
group of strangers Into an
gosalp-bee.
-Mallory got into his shoes and ha
much of his clothes as was necessary
for the dash to tie washroom, and
took on his arm the rest ot his ward-
robe. Just as he Issued from his
lonely chamber, Marjorie appeared
from here, much disheveled add
heavy-eyed. The bride and groom ex-
changed glances of mutual terror, and
hurried in opposite directions. . ' • -
. The spickest and apanneat of lieu-
tenants soon realised that hewss re-
• dragged Ms discouraged steps back
■- through the Observation Room, where
various women and a tew men of evi-
dent unclerlcallty were draped across
arm chairs and absorbed in lasy con-
versation or bobbing their heads over
magazines that trembled with the mo-
tion fit the train.
Mrs. Wellington was busUy writing
■t the desk, but he did not know who
•he was, and he did not care whom
•he W*s writing to. He did not ob-
serve the baleful glare of Mrs. WMt-
comb, who sat watching Mrs. Welling-
ton, knowing all too well who she
was, and suspecting the correspond-
ents-Mrs. Whltcomb was tempted to
spell the word with one "r."
Mallory Mumbled tato the men's
portion of the composite car. Here
he nodded with a sickly cheer to the
sole Occupant. Dr. Temple, who was
looking less ministerial than ever in
an embroidered skull cap. The old
Laundéí SZ^T ™
duced to wearing yesterday's linen as rascal wat sitting far bate* on hla
well as yesterday's beard. This wo
intolerable. A braVe man can endure
héartbreaks, loss of love, honor add
place, but a neat man cannot abide
the traces of time ta hla toilet Lieu-
tenant Mallory had seen rough serv-
ice in camp and on long hlkes, when
he gloried In mud and disorder, and
tie was to see campalgna In the Phil-
ippines, when he should not take off
his shoes or his uniform tor three
that-war the
car was a drawing
(oom. ' K• -V a,'-:'¡i*-.-" \, •
In this crisis la his- «Mrs, Little
Jlmmle Wellington waddled into the
men's room, foundering about with
every lurch of the trata. Mke a Cannon
lumbar vertebrae. One of hla hands
clasped a long glass filled with ■
liquid of a hue that retemblad some-
thing stronger than' what it
mere ginger ale. ' The other
toyed with a long black cigar. The
smoke curled round the old man'a
head like the fumes of a sultan's
narghile, and through the wisps his
face was one of Oriental luxury.
• Mallory's eyes were caught from
this picture of beatitude by the en-
trance, at" the other door, of a man
who had evidently awung aboard at
the most recent stop—for Mallory had
not seen him. His gray hair ' was
crowned with h «oft black hat, and
his spare frame was swathed in a
loose to the hold of a ship, He turn- frock Mat that had seen better days.
is hereby given that bid
I foe received by.the commission-
¡era* court ot Orange County, Texas,
'' until 9 o'clock.*, m., July 20; 1912,
and not thereafter, for the follo v-
: work on what is known as the
part of the "Lower Orange and
nont Public Road," to-wit, be-
lt ¡Ferry bridge on
fife with ..the Tefrj|
, .ower Orange andBeaa-
£ " tp^Ü££«_the TpÉftj
wmmm.
nsfíeld Ferry; thence with ¿aid
r to the etid of the dump it
and except
for" which has
stumps
; other obstfutions to beja-
road and survey ac-
l specifications a*
r civil engineer in charge;
na . and • plans of said
in the county cjerk's
house for ins^ x-
rties desiring to b..1
bled with the handles on a basin, and
made a crasy toilet, trying to find
some abatement of his fever by filling
a glass at the Ice-water, tank and
emptying It over hla hdad.
These drastic measures restored
him to some sort of coherency, and
Mallory appealed to him for help in
the matter of linen. Wellington ef-
fusively offered him everything he
had, and Mallory selected from hi*
store half a dozen collars, any one of
Which wdttld have gone round {üs
neck nearly «wice.
Wellington also proffered his safety
razor, end made him • present of a
virgin wafer of steel for hie very own.
With this assistance, Mallory waa
enabled to make himself fairly pre-
sentable. When he returned to his
seat, the three curtained rooms had
been whisked away by the porter.
There wias no place how to hide from
.the passengers. •i'"
- He eat down faetag the feminine
end oí the car, watching for Marjorie.
k snxri-rr: s
heard-of incident could have pro-
voked the quarrel that separated •
bride and gToom at this time, of all í «W again:
Mis soft gray eyes seemed to search
timidly the smoke-clouded atmos
phere. and be had a bashful air which
Mallory tranalated as one of dlOdence
ill • place where Uduors and cigars
Were dlapenaed.
With equal diffidence Mallory aa-
▼anced and ta • taw tone accosted the
newcomer cautiously:
"Excuse me—you look like • clergy-
The hell you say!"
Maliory pursued the
further,
question no
• CHAPTER XVIII.' '
In the Cemposlts Car.
It wáa the - gentle stranger's turn
to miss his guess. Hp bent over the
chair into which Mallory had flopped,
and «aid in artense. low tone: "You
like a t'oroughbred sport. I'm
to make up a game of stud
poker. WUl you Join met"
Mallory shook his heavy head to re-
fusal, and with dull eyed watched the
man, whose professioú he no Meer
misunderstood, saunter up to the" hi! -
fhl Doctor from Ypsilantl, and mur-
sfield retry,
ñ "C*'«ont
beMfeived/.ytl
sections thereof, ap-
a mfle, more or less,
the plans and specifi-
[ "Vengkie^ri A reason-
H|fequired firom
Hi ¿eave your
Jty clerk. The con
' éoúrt reserves the righ
^ commi«sfMÚ-_
L. JOE T. GÓODMA
County Cbt/rt, Orange,
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and she
or that suggested a
tat'lfi
more arden
times.
%'to the
Marjorie
ruihed
Willi;
for _,
how they would make up *u
_dfdl feud. But alf they'heard
wes: "Well have to hurry, Marjorie,
U we want to get any breakfast."
"All right, honey. Come along."
Then the inscrutable couple scur-
ried up the aisle, and disappeared in
the corridor, leaving behind
mighty riddle J?Tb# kissed in
.. * at that ear, l^d jh | e v
tlbule, kissed In the two corridors of
the next car, and were
'" "'In the i |
two; and the w«ter
,them with extraordinary
They had «plenty to talk of ta proa-
pect and retrospect. They both felt
aure that a minister lurked among the
cars somewhere, and they ate With a
zest to preparé for the ceremony, ar-
guing the best place f<
reltag amorously
h#r uná tot mé vt
the scene of théir untan, but
was for the baggage car. UU
laed that Snoozleumk might be
to attend. Then «e «rung
vestibule, but MaUory shifted
•Will you Join met" V
"Join you in What, alrT" said Dr. ^
Temple, with alert courtesy.
licué laHBiw.**
T don't mind," the doctor smfled.
-The
checkers are In the next room."
"Quit your klddin'," the stranger
coughed. "How about a little freeze-
f said Dr. Temple. -It
sounds interesting. Ü it something
likeauthoraf . v; ' .
shot • quick glance
manpwhose Innocent air he
aapected. But be merely drawled:
Well, you play it With' carda."
«Would you mind teaching me the
ndéer said the old iport'from Tpsl-, Nhd.'
Innfit
of^toi/too, too childlike innocence.
H« Whined: "Say, what's yoür little
game. Oh?" but decided to risk the
Venture. He sat down at * tsible; and
Dr. Temple, bringing along hla glas*.
a chair. The gambler took
of carda from hla pocket, and
th>
ur. T«m
lighted him.
• "Qo on.
snap that startled
that de-
dinnply.'tltax
took up tw|
Ave card* to each
the
about to I
of
Sp v.j*, Mfüé
«¿¿■ft 1 !■ ^
toaeer.be
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•then, turned on the be- ¡
you. too." f
-'Me, tdof" the preacher gasped.
"Yes. ypu too," the conductor re-
peated, shaking an accusing forefln^ .
under hla hose. "Your actions h v. •"
been auspicious from the begin,'ng.
We've all been watching you."
Ur. Temple was so agitated at
neariy let fall his secret. "Wu/, do
you realize that I'm a—"
"Ah', dont atari that," sneered the
conductor, '1 can apot a gambler as
far aa I can see You and ytjur
side partner here watft- to took out,
that** all,' or 111 drop you at the next
tank.'.' Theu be walked out, hla very
ahoulder blades uttering threats.
Dr. Temple stared after him. but
the gambler stated at Dr. Temple
with a homage. "So you're one of ua."
he said, and seizing the old man's
limp hand, shook it heartily: "I got
to slip It to you. Your make-up is
great You nearly had me for a come-
on. Great 1"
And then he sauntered out, leaving
the clergyman's head swimming. Dr.
Temple turned to Mallory for explana
tiona, but MaUory only waved him
away. He was not quite convinced
himself. He Waa convinced only that
whatever else anybody might be, no
body apparently deatred to be a clergy-
man In these degenerate days.
The conductor returned tad three
into Dr. Temple the glare of two basil;
ink eyes." The old man put out a be-
seeching hand and began:
"My good man, you do me a grave
Injustice." *
: The conductor «napped back: "You
aay a word to me and 111 do you worse
than that. And if I apot you with a
pack of cards in your hand again, 111
i tie you to the cow-ketcher."
Then he marched Off again. Tb«
doctor fell back into a chair, trying tc
figure it out, Then Ashton and Fob
dick and little Jlmmle Wellington anjd
Wedgewood. strolled in and, dropping
'into chairs, ordered drinks. Before
the doctor could ask anybody tp ex
plain; Ashton waa launched on a story
Hla mind waa á suitcase full of anec-
dotes, mostly. of the smoking-room
order. ■
Wherever three or tour m«n an
gathered together, they rapidly organ
lze • clearing-bouse of Off-color stories
The doctor listened in spite of him
self, and In aplte of himself be wai
amused, for. storiea that, would bt
stupid if they were decent, take On a
certain verve and thrill from theii
very torbiddenneas.
The desr old clergyman felt that It
would be priggish to take flight, but
-he could not make the corner* of hit
mouth behave. Strange twitchtaga ol
the Hps and little steamy escapes ol
giggle-Jets disturbed him. And when
Ashton, who Was a practiced racon
tetir, finished a drolatlc (adventure
with the epilogue, "And "tire next
morning they were at Niagara Falls,'
the eld doctor was helpless with laugh
ter. Some superior forse, the devil
no doubt, fairly ahook him with glee
"Ob, that's bully," he shrieked,
"r
I
mérm
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(m
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mmm
wwm
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havent heard a atory like that foi
•jjefc^'s , * ^ " *v ■■ >*
"Why, where have you been, Dr
Temple T" asked Ashton, who could
not imagine where a man could have
concealed himself from such stories
But he'laughed loudest of all when
the doctor answered:. "You see, I live
in Ypsilantl. They, dontv tell me
•tortea like that"
"They—whot" aald Fosdick.
- "Why, my pa—my pattenta," the
doctor explained, and laughed so hard
that be forgot to feel guilty, laughed
so hard that hla wife in the next room
heard him and giggled to Mrs. Whit
comb:
"Listen to dear Walter. He hasn't
laughed like that since be waa a—a
medical student." Then she buried
her fate guiltily In a bodk. ^ ~
"Wasn't it good?" Dr, Temple de
manded, wiping his streaming eyes
and nudging the solemn-faced English-
man, who underatood his own nation's
humor, but had not yet learned the
Yankee qulrka. -V""'^ í
Wedgewood made a hollow effort at
laughter and answered: "Extremely
r—very droll, but what I don't qnl"
get wa«—why the porter said—" T
others drowned him in a roar of laugh-
ter, but Aahton wae angry, "Why, you
"¡ ú, that's wher the joke
Dont you see, the bride-
said to the bride—'' then he
tow« ed hla voice and dtagramed the
story on his fingers.
Mrs. Temple was still shaking with
sympathetic laughter, never ^ dreaming
what her huaband
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She turned to Mrs. Whttcomb, but
Mrs. Whltcomb was atlU glaring at
Mr*. Wellington, who wa* stiU'writ-
ing with flying linger* and underscor-
ing every other word.
Some people seem to think they
own the trata," Mrs. Whitoomb raged.
"That cr«atare has been «t the writ-
ing desk an hour.' Tbe worst of it i«,
I'm sore she's writing to my hus-
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Mrs. Temple looked shocked, but an-
other peal of laughter came through
the partition between the male and fe-
male sections of thai car, and she
beamed again. Then Mrs. Wellington
Stashed her letter, glanced it Over, ad-
dressed an envelope, sealed and
Itamped It with a deliberation that
maddened Mrs. Whltcomb. When at
last she rose, Mrs. Whltcomb was ta
the seat almoat before Mrs. Welling-
was out of It
Wellington paused at another
of laughter from tbe men'a
room. She commented petulantly:
"What good times sien have,
they've formed a club fat there al-
ready. We women can only slt arOfind
each' others . - ^
I dont hate anybody, do
Temple exclaimed, look-
the novel sh« had found
. -tftelvei. Mrs. Welling-'
falto the next chair: «.
that*
Jour-
ind I saw Sim flaying cards with' a
itranger, and smoking and drinking,
o, all at once."
"Boys win be boys," said Mrs. WU-
Ungton.
"But for Dr. Temple of all people—";
"Why shouldn't a doctor? It's a¡
ihame the Way men have everything.,
Think of It, a special smoking room.,
ind women have no place to take a
uff except on. the aly."
Mrs.*Temple stared at her in awe*.;
'The woman in this book smokes!—,
perfumed things!"
"All women smoke nowadays," said
Mrs. Wellington, carelessly. "Don't
rout"
The politest thing Mrs. -Temple
20uld think of in anawer was: ¡ "Not
"Really!" aald Mrs, Wellington,
Don't you .like tobaccoT"
"I never tried it."
"It's time you did. I smoke cigars
-nyself." „
Mrs. Temple almost collapsed at:
his double shock: "CI—cigars?"
"Yes; cigarettes .are too strong for
torn-, will you try one of my pets?"
Mrs. Temple was about to express
Her repugnance at tbe thought, but'.
Mrs. Wellington thrust before her •'
portfolio in which nestled such dainty'
ihapea of such a warm snd winsome*
Drown, that Mrs. Temple paused to
itare, and, like Mother Ere, found the.
trttit of knowledge too interesting;
mce seen to reject with scorn. She.
hung Over the cigar case in hesitant;
Udtement one moment too long Then i
ibe aald-ta-ar trembling voice: "I—I'
ihould like to try once—Just to see
•hat lfs like. But there's no place."
Mrs. Wellington felt that she, had,
liready made a proselyte to her own'
beloved vice, and ahe rushed her vio-;
41m to the precipice: "There's the ob-j
tervatlon platform, my dear. Come,
#n out."
Mrs. Temple was shivering with dis-
may at the dreadful deed: "What
irould they say in Ypsilantit"
"What do you care? Be is sport,
four husband smokes. If It's right
tor him, why not for you?"
Mrs.. Temple set her teeth and
crossed the Rubicon with a resolute
T willl"
Mrs. Wellington led the timid
neophyte alon'g the wavering floor of
the car and flung back the door of the
obaervatlon car. Bhe found Ira Lath-
rop holding Anne (tattle's hand and;
evidently explaining something of
great importance, for their Mads
•ere very close together* They rose
nd with abashed faces and confused
umbllngs of half swallowed explana-
ons, left the platform to Mrs. Wel-
lington and her new pupil.
Slibrtly afterward • Little Jimmle
Wellington grew restive and set out
for a brief constitutional and a brea,th
of air. He carried a siphon to which
he had become greatly attached, and
made heavy going for the observation
room, but reached the door in fairly
good order. He swung it open and
brought in with it the pale and waver-
ing ghost of Mm. Temple, who had
been leaning agatast it tor mtich-need-
ad support. Wellington was stupefied
to observe smoke pouring round Mrs.
TensnU'e #amh and HtditvaJI' «M
Temple's
perform
decided that
• Bids for Road Work in Or-
ange County.
Notice is hereby given that bids
will be received b)¡ the commission-
ers' Court of Orange County, Texas,
until 9 o'clock a. ni. July 25th, 1912,
and not thereafter, for the follow-
ing work on the road leading from
the Cove road bridge to the inter-
section on the road knawn as the
Foreman road; Beginning at the
south side of tbe Cove road bridge
on the bank of Adams Bayou;
Thence " in a south and south-west
direction with the public road ¡.to
the public road running in front of
Dave Foreman'* place. This road
to be graded,' finished, ditches dug
and all obstructions removed as
stated in the plans and specifications
how on fUe in the Couiity Clerk's
offiie at the court house in Orange.
The . plans-, and specifications for
said work are now op file with the
county clerk for inspection by all
parties who may desire to bid on
this w^rk. Leave your bids with
the county clerk. Bids can be made
by the section or for the entire
work or both. A reasonable bond
will be required of eách successful
b.idder. The commissioners' ocurt
reserves the right, to reject any and
all bids JOE T. GOODMAN,
Clerk of tie County Court, Orange,
Co. Texas. 17-8t
Beware of Ointments for Catarrh
That Contain Mercury.
as mercury wiir surely destroy the
sense of smell and completely de-
range the whole system when enter-
ing it through the mucous surfaces.
Such articles should never be used
except on prescriptions from reput-
able physicians, as the damage they
will do i* tén fold to the good you
can possibly derive from them.
Hall's Catarrh Cure, manufactured
by F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, 0..
contains no mercury, and is taken
internalty. acting directly upon the
blood and mucous surfaces of the
system. In buying Hall's Catarrh
Cure be sure you get the genuine.
It is taken internally and made in
Toledo. Ohio, by P. J. Cheney & Co.
Testimonials free.
Sold by Druggists. Price, 75c
■ >t
Ps8
bottle.
Take Hall's
stipation.
Pills fbr con-
1
When you reel uncomfortably
warm and in need of refreshment,
visit Carnes' Confectionery] Always,
cool, always clean. I 7-ítf
Dr. Bell's Antlseptlcfalve
Good for «0 Skin Diseases.
READ THE LEADER— :
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KITCHEN COMFORT \<
There's kitchen comfort in plenty,
If the room's only tidy and brig| t,
And wife, in her clean gingham apron
Cooks the, ham just right.???..rig
Cooks the . ham and potatoes just
right. ■ ".f! ¿*3;,
An . oilcloth cover's
If a bowl of hot
it
*
china
no hardship,
drink holds
L ir j A
And -stoneware'3 as pretty as
If the corn cake's the right shade
SÍ'iióf brown. - ■
m
The
(bt
cat, stretching, there in
cornea , ,
And the young'ones all etfger
food, 1
And the clock marking time on the
mantel—
I tell you it looks pretty good.
It
doesn't %ouble me, not a minute,
Because the folks over the way
Have r motor car and keep helpers
And use their front door every
. a.r.
No sign, cause he isn't doing my way
My neighbor's a fool or a
There arc lots of goo¿ ways to be
No young woman, in
coming motherhood, should neg-
lect to prepare her system for the
physical ordeal she is to undergo.
Tile health of both hfljfself and the
coming chiid depends largely upon
the care she bestows Upon herself
during the waiting months. Moth*
erV Friend prepares the expectant
mother's system for the coming
event, aftd its use makes her com-
fortable during all the! term. Il
works With and for nature, and
by gradually expanding all tis-
sues, muscles and tendons in-
volved, and keeping the breasts
in good condition, brings the wo-
man to tbe crisis in splendid phys-
ical condition. The baby, too, is
more apt to be perfect and strong
Where the mother has thus pre-
pared herself for nature's supreme
function. No better advice could
be given a young expectant moth-
er than that she use MotherV
Friend; it is a medicine that has
protfen its value in thousands ol
case . Mother's
Friend is sold
at drift st
book for <
do 'em all, all. at once.
try bis way,
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Walthall, S. H. The Daily Leader. (Orange, Tex.), Vol. 5, No. 114, Ed. 1 Tuesday, July 23, 1912, newspaper, July 23, 1912; Orange, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth182845/m1/3/: accessed April 26, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Lamar State College – Orange.