Dakota County herald. (Dakota City, Neb.) 1891-1965, September 01, 1921, Image 6

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CHAPTER XII Continued.
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"Right. Throw your gun on the
floor." Drummond picked up the wea
pon and put it In his pocket; then he
rang the bell. "I had Uoped," he mur
mured, "for a larger gathering, but
one cannot have everything."
Save to Peterson, who understood,
If only dimly, who had happened, the
thing had come as such a complete
surprise that even the sudden entrance
of twenty masked men, who ranged
themselves In single rank behind their
chalks, failed to stir the meeting. It
merely seemed in keeping with what
had gone before.
"I shall not detain you long, gentle
men," began Hugh, suavely. "Your gen
eral appearance and the warmth of the
weather have combined to produce In
me a desire for sleep. But before I
hand you over to the care of the
sportsmen who stand, o patiently be
hind you, there are one' or two remarks
I wish to make. Let me sny at once
that on the subject of Capital and La
bor I am suprqmely Ignorant, l'ou
will therefore' be spared any disserta
tion on the subject. Itut from an ex
haustive study of the ledger which nqw
lids' 'upon the table, and a fairly Inti
mate knowledge of Its author's move
ments, I nnd my friends have been put
to the Inconvenience of trending on
you.
"There are many things, we know,
wJitch are. wrong fir 'this Jolly old coun
try, of ours; but given tiny. and the
right, methods I am sufficiently op
timistic to believe that they could be
put right That, however, would not
suit your book. You dislike the right
method, because it leaves all pf you
much where you were before. Every
cringle one of you with tho sole pos
sible exception of you, Mr. Torrance,
and you're, mad is playing with revo
lution for his own ends: to make mon
ey out of it to gain power. , . .
"Lot us start with Peterson your
leader. How much did you say he de
manded, Mr. Potts, as (ho price of rev
olution?" With a strangled cry Peterson
sprang'up as the American millionaire,
removing his mask, stepped forward.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand
pounds, you Bwlne, wns what you asked
me." Tho millionaire stood confront
ing his tormentor, who dropped bnck
in .his chair yWUi a groan, "And when'
i rciusca, you tortured me. Look nt
my thumb."
With a cry of horror tho others sit
ting at tho table looked nt the mangled
flesh, and- then at tho man wlo had
done it. This, even to their mind, was
going too far. .
"Then thero wns tho same sum,"
continued Drummond, "to come from
Hocking, the American cotton man
half German by birth t Stelnemann,
theGerman coal man; Von Gratz, the
Gorman stoel .roan. Is that ri6t 'so,
Peterson?" It was an arrow qt a
venture, but it hit the mark, and Pe
terson nodded.
"So one million pounds was the
"take this benofactor of hummanlty
, fvas playing for," Bneered Drummond.
"One million pounds, as tho mere
price of a nation's life-blood. . . .
But at any rate he had the merit of
playing big," whereas the rest of -you
cum, and tho other beauties so ably
catalogued n that book, messed about
at his beck nnd call for packets of
bull's eyes, Perhaps you labored un
der the delusion that you wero fool
Ing him, but' the whole lot of you arc
so' d d crooked that you probablv
thought of nothing but your own filthy
skins. ,
"Listen to me." Ilugh Drummond's
volco took on a deep, commanding
ring, and against their will the four
men' looked nt tho broad, powerful
soldier, whoso sincerity shone clear
In his face. "Not hy revolutions nnd
direct action will you mnlcX) this Island
or ours right though I nm fully
,awaro that Uiat Is the last thing you
would wish to see happen. Hut with,
your brains, and for your' own un-'
scrupulous ends, you gull tho work
Ingmai) into bpllevlng It. And he, be
cause you con talk with your tongues
In your chwks, Is led away. He be
lieves you will give him Utopia;
wheroai. ,Jn reality, you ara leading
hlnlftto H 1. And ybulmow It. Evo
lution Is our only 'chance not revo
Jutlon; but you, and others like
you, stand to gain more by the
latter. , . ."
nis hand dropped to his side, nnd
he grinned.
"Quite a break for me," ho re
marked. "I'm. getting hoarse, I'm
mow going to hand you four over to
the boys. There's an ndmlrable, but
somewhat muddy pond outside, and
I'm sure you'd like to look for newts.
If any of you want to summon mo for
assault .nd battery, my name Is
Drummond Captsln Drummond of
Half Moorf street. Hut I warn you
that that book will be handed into
Scotland Yard tonight. Out with 'em,
boys, nnd give 'em h 1, . . .
"And now, (!nrl Peterson," he re
marked, as tlio door closed behind tho
last of tho struggling prophets of a
new world, "It Is time that you and I
ettled our little account, Isn't it?"
The master-criminal, rose and stood
facing hlin. Apparently he had com-j-li'telr
vovered himself: the hand
with which he lit his cigar was as
steady as & rock.
"I congratulate you, Captain Drum
mond," ho remarked suavely. "I con
fess I have no Idea how you managed
to escape from the somewhat cramped
position I left you In last night, or
how you have managed to Install your
own men In this house. But I have
even less Idea how you discovered
about Hocking and the other two."
Hugh laughed shortly.
"Another time, when you disguise
yourself as tho Comte de Guy, remem
ber one thing, Carl. For effective con
cealment It Is necessary to change
other things besides your face and
figure. You must change your man
nerisms and unconscious little tricks.
No I won't tell you what It Is that
gave you away. You can ponder over
It in prison."
"So you mean to hand me over to
the police, do you?" said Peterson
slowly.
"I see no other course open to me,"
replied Drunlmond.
The sudden opening of tho door
made both men look round. Then
Drummond bowed, to conceal a smile.
"Just In time, Miss Irmn."
The girl swept past him nnd con
frpnted Peterson.
"What has happened?" she panted.
"The garden Is full of people whom
I've never seen. And there were two
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"But Where Is He?" Said the Girl,
Through Dry LI pi.
men running down the drive covered
with weeds and dripping with wa
ter." Peterson smiled grimly.
"A slight setback has occurred, my
dear. I have made a big mistake n
mistake whtch has proved fatal. I
have underestimated the ability of
Cuptajn Drummond; and as long as I
live I shall always regret that I did
not kill him the night ho went explor
ing In tills house." '
Tearfully tho girl faced Drum
mond; then she turned again to Peter
son. "Whcro's nenry?" she domnnded.
"That again Is a point on which I
nm profoundly Ignorant." answered
Peterson. "Perhaps Captain Drum
mond enn enlighten us on that also?"
"Yes," remarked Drummond, "I cun.
Henry has had an accident. After I
drove him buck from tho duchess' Inst
night" tho girl gave a cry, and Po
torson stondled her with his nrm
"we had words dreadful words. And
for a long time, Carl, I thought It
would be hotter Jf ymi und I hnd simi
lar words. In fact, I'm not sure even
now that It wouldn't be safer In the
long run. . . ,"
"Hut where Is lu7" saN the girl,
through dry lips.
"Whew you ought to be, Carl," an
swered Hugh grimly. "Where, sooner
or Inter, you will be."
Ho pressed the studs In the niche
of the wnll, and the door of the big
safe swung open slowly. With a
scream of terror the girl sank hnlf
falntlng on Jtho floor, and even Peter
son's cigar dropped on tho tloor from
his nervous lips. For, hung from tho
celling by two ropes ettnehed to his
arms, was the dead body of nenry
Laklngton. And oven as they watched
It, It sagged lower, ond one of the
feet hit sullenly against n beautiful
old gold vose. . . .
"My Godl" muttered Peterson. "Did
you murder him?"
"Oh, no I" answered Drummond.
"no Inadvertently fell In tho bath he
got ready for me. and then when ho
ran up tho stnlrs In considerable pnln.
thnt Interesting tnechunlcnl dovlre
broke his neck."
"Shut the door," screamed tho girl:
"I can'tjstnnd It."
dhe covered her face with her
hands, shuddering, while the door
slowly swung to again.
"Yes." remurktfSrt Drummond thought
Cyril McNeile
"sapPer"
Copyright by Geo. XL Dor&n Oo.
fully, "It should bo an interesting
trial. I shall have such a lot to tell
them nbout the llttlo entertainment
here, nnd all your endearing ways."
With the big ledger under his ana
he crossed the room and called, to
some men who were standing outsldo
in tho hall; and as the detectives,
thoughtfully supplied by Mr. Green,
entered the central room, he glanced
for the last time at Curl Peterson and
his daughter. Never had the cigar
glowed more evenly between the mas-tor-criminal's
lips; never hnd the girl
Irma selected a cigarette from her
gold and tortoise-shell ense with more
supreme .Indifference.
"Good-by, my ugly one I" she cried,
with n charming smile, as two of the
men stepped up to her.
"Good-by," Hugh bowed.'nnd a tinge
of regret showed for a moment In his
eyes.
"Not good-by, Irma." Carl Peterson
removed his cigar, and stared at
Drummond steadily.' "Only nu revolr,
ray friend ; only nu revolr."
EPILOGUE.
"I simply can't believe it, Hugh."
In the lengthening shadows Phyllis
moved a little nearer to her husband,
who, quite regardless of the publicity
of their position, slipped nn arm
around her waist.
"Can't believe what, dnrllng?" ho
demanded lazily.
"Why, that all that nwful night
mare is over. Lnklngton dend, and
tho other two In prison, and us mar
ried." "They're not actually In Jug yet, old
thing," snld Hugh. "And somehow
. . ." ho broke off and stared thought
fully at a man sauntering past them.
To all appearances he wns a casual
visitor taking his evening walk nlong
tho front of the well-known seaside
resort bo largely addicted to honey
moon couples. And yet . . . was
ho? Hugh Inughed softly; he'd got
suspicion on tho brnln.
"Don't you think they'll be sent to
prison?" cried the girl.
"They mny bo sent right enough,
but whether they arrive or not Is a
different matter. I don't somehow see
Carl picking oakum. It's not his
form."
For n whilo they were silent, occu
pied with matters quite foreign to
such trifles as Peterson and his dnugh
ter. "Are you glnd I answered your ad
vertisement?" Inquired Phyllis nt
length.
"The question Is too frivolous to
deserve an answer," remarked her hus
band severely.
"But you nren't sorry It's over?"
she demanded.
"It Isn't over, kid; It's Just begun."
Ho smiled at her tenderly. "Your life
and tntno . , . Isn't It Just wonder
ful?" And once again tho man sauntered
past them. But this time he dropped
a piece of paper on the path, Just at
Hugh's feet, and the soldier, with a
quick movement which he hardly
stopped to analyze, covered It with his
shoe. The girl hadn't seen the action ;
but then, no girls will do after 'such
remarks, she was thinking of other
things. Idly Hugh watched the saun
terer disappear In the more crowded
part of the esplannde, and for a mo
ment there enmc onto his face a look
which, happily for his wife's peace of
mind, sho failed to notice.
"Lot's go nnd eat, and nfter dinner,
I'll run you up to the top of the head
land. . . ."
Together they strolled bnck to their
hotel In his pocket wns the piece of
papei ; nnd who could be sending him
messages In such a manner save one
man a man now awaiting his trial?
In the hull ho stayed behind to In
quire for letters, and a man nodded to
him . '
"Heard the news?" he Inquired.
"Nu," said Hugh. "Whnt's hap,
pened?"
"That man Peterson nnd the gin
hnve got away. No trace of 'em."
Then ho looked at Drummond curious
ly. "By the way, you hnd something
to do with that show, didn't you?"
"A little," smiled nugh. "Justfa lit
tle." "Police bound to catch 'cm again,"
continued the other. "Can't hldo your
self these days." ,
And once again Hugh smiled, as ho
dww from his pocket tho ploco of pa
per: "Only au revolr, my friend ; only nu
revolr."
He glance'd at the words written In
Poterson's neat writing, nna the smile
broadened. Assuredly life wns still
good; assuredly. ... t
And Into nn nsh tray nearby ha
dropped n piece of paper torn Into a
hundred tiny fragments.
"Wns that n love-letter?" she de
umii'Pil with assumed Jealousy.
.nt exactly, sweetheart," h
laughed back. "Not exactly." And
over tho glasses their eyes met.
"Hero's to hoping, kid; here's to
hoping."
(THE END.
Falsehood, like the dry rot, fh.ur
Ifilies the more In proportion ax all
and light are excluded. Whuteby
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SOMETHING TO
THINK ABOUT
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WORD "GENTLEMAN."
A FRENCH critic, discussing the
recent famous battle for the
boxing championship of the
world, expressed surprise that so
many Americans should havo favored
the challenger from abroad.
Perhaps if be had stopped to think
for a moment ho would have realized
thnt, after all, this Is .In tho true
sporting spirit.
That spirit is' at times hard to cul
tivate. It. la natural for a city to
want Its homo team to win In baseball,
nnd for a col I ego to wish to see Us
young giants sweep all beforo them
on tho diamond, the links and the
gridiron.
"To hnve and to hold" Js tho motto
of national or International sport from
ynchtlng to polo.
It Is reasonable for n nation not to
wish to lose any championship once
It has obtained It.
Vurious explanntfons have been
given of the popularity of Carpentler,
the best small man who stood up to
the best big man in their business in
the world today.
A ray of light Is thrown on the
matter by n word that was used by
several experts In describing the af
falr. They said that the Frenchman
fought like a gentleman and lost like
ono.
This Involved no reflection on tho
chnmplon, because nothing of an "un
gentlomnnly" nature was done by any
body on the memorable occasion In
question.
The Interesting thing Is the use of
the word "gentleman."
It is nn expression that Americans
have been shy of from the earliest
days, partly because it conveyed a
suggestion of class distinction In n
country thnt hns no "classes" and
partly becuuse tho word wns hnrd to
define even In countries where It
wns In common use.
Thero Is no doubt that In the
strictest sense of tho expression,
George Washington, Thorans Jefferson
nnd John Adnms were "gentlemen."
Yet thero can bo equally little doubt
MOTHER'S
COOK BOOK
The glory of our life below
Comes not from what wo do .or what we
know, '
But dwells forevermore In what we are.
GOOD THINGS FOR THE FAMILY.
FOR those who enjoy hot cakes nnd
gems for breakfast, tho following
recipe will be one to try:
Popovers.
Mix nnd sift one cupful of flour,
one-fourth teaspoonful of salt, seven
eighths of a cupful of milk, one-half
teaspoonful of butter, and two eggs.
Bent the batter with a Dowr egg
beater until light. Pour Into deep
THE ROMANCE OF WORDS
"TARTAR."
'Tti
ARTAR," as applied to I;
the wild tribes which 1;
Inhabit middle and cen- !;
tral Asia, Is ono of thoso words I;
In which a wrongly assumed
derivation has modified tho 1;
spelling and the very shape In j!
which wo now have It, for tho jl
people usually deslgnnted by j.
this name are not "Tartars," ;!
but "Tutors." ' ;;
The Interpolation of the "r" ;
In tho first syllabic came nbout
when theso hordes hurst Into ;;
Europo during tho Thirteenth ;
century nnd swept everything
before them. Mnny persons !:
claimed that tho ravages of tho !;
Invading cavalry constituted a !;
fulfillment of tho prophecy In .
Hir ninth rltnnter of Ttovplntlnn !!
X concerning tho opening of tho '',
bottomless pit nnu tno loosing of .
tho Inhabitants of the Infernal '
regions. From ths belief en- ;l
sued the chnngo of their name
from "Taters" to "Tartars," the
latter being nn outgrowth of ;
Tartarus, or hell, whence theso ;
Implacable hordes wore sup- j:
posed to havo come.
Tho braverj of the lnvnders, I
together with their stole dlsro- ;!
i-nrrt for iinln nml tho mnnner In !
! which they turned upon their
guards when captured, also gave ;
rlso to tho expression "catch n ;
; ; Tartar- or "he cnugnt a Tartar," : ;
; which is In U80 to this day as, ;
; a synonym ror oeing lunen oy ;;
; surprise, particularly when a :;
person thinks that he has made ,;
(Copyright.)
As 9
Walker
thnt the first would have corrected
anybody who defined him In that wny
by saying that he was a soldier, while
the other Illustrious two would havo
preferred to be called statesmen.
As for Benjamin Franklin, If any
body had called him a gentleman, ho
would have remarked probably that
he preferred to be a printer.
Daniel Webster was entertained at
the Jockey club In Richmond on a
famous occasion. He surprised his
hosts by saying thnt, though born In
New Hampshire nnd a senator from
Massachusetts, he could give three
good reasons why ho could claim to
be a "Southern Gentleman." And ho
gave these amid a storm of laughter.
SCHOOL DAYS
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Heavens gaie
hissing-hot Iron gem pnns well
grensed and bake In a hot oven for
thirty minutes. If baked In buttered
earthen cups the popovers will have a
glazed nppearance.
Apple Fritters.
Sift one cupful of flour with ono
tenspoonful of powdered sugar and
one-fourth teaspoonful of salt. Add
two-thirds of n cupful of water, beat
ing constantly. Add one-half table
spoonful of olive oil and the white of
one egg beaten stiff. Core and pare
tart apples, sprinkle with lemon Juice,
dredge with sugar and let stand half
an hour. Dip In fritter batter and
fry In deep fat. Serve with lemon
sauce.
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THE GIRL ON THE JOB
How to Succeed How to Get Ahead
How to Make Good
By JESSIE
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FARM OPPORTUNITIES I
I AM constantly In receipt of letters
from women tired of olllce work
who nsk what chance they would
hnve In Investing their savings In a
small farm. They want a home, they
want to he their own masters, they
long for tho country nfter years of
confining labor at a desk.
Success In farming requires train
ing and experience as well as a wish
for that type of work. A good busi
ness training and lnltlntlve nre excel
lent as stock In trade, but there should
bo more than that. Fonnlug Is no enBy
Job.
Two young women tell me that they
are making monoy with a small sheep
farm. There Is plenty of demand both
for the wool nnd the meat. But these
two women also run an nplary, mar
keting their honey, In n distinctive
package. It is the finest honey, and
they charge a high price for It They
havo worked up a trade with a list of
private purchasers, and sell through
tho mall.
The thing Is to have only tho very
highest class of produce, to charge
high for It, to put It Into attractive
and striking packages that are an ad
vertisement In themselves, and to sell
direct to tho consumer. With tho par
cel post this s possible. We find It
better to specialize In several things
rather than In one. Establish n mar
ket for one of your Items and you es
tablish It for all.
This pound like good talk, nnd I
In fact, It Is only In the army end
the navy thnt the word "gentleman"
I survives In a technical sense. For
"conduct unbecoming nn oflker nnd n
j gentleman" Is the ground for one of
I the most serious charges thnt cun be
brought against anybody who holds a
, commission.
nn.n t-rnnt John Henry Newman,
afterwards cardinal, In discussing ' tho
Idea of n university" guvo a consid
erable part of his time to the effort to
deflno a "gentlemnn."
He, of course, hud no more sym
pathy than any American would havo
with tho view, not uncommon In parts
of Europe, that a "gentleman" is a
man who has no profession or busi
ness ; who has nothing to do but noth
ing. in olden days n "gentleman" was
supposed to he like Buynrd, "without,
fear and without reproach; kind to
women nnd children; gentle In peace,
and careless of his own safety when,
duty called Mm."
It Is an Interesting thing to find tho
word used In the case of a profession
al boxer.
(Copyright.)
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Trifles.
Break one egg Into a bowl, add one
fourth of a teaspoonful of salt, and
ono nnd one-hulf tnblcspoonfuls of
powdered sugar. Add flour, stirring
until tho mixture will take no more.
Turn on to n floured board, divide Into
three parts and roll ns thin as possi
ble. Cut Into narrow strips or
squares and fry in deep hot fat.
Sprinkle with powdered sugar- mixed
with cinnamon.
Fritter Batter.
Mix and sift together one cupful of
flour nnd one-fourth of a teaspoonful"
of Bait. Add two-thirds of a cupfut
of milk gradually, nnd two egge
beaten thick, ono tnblespoonful of
olive oil nnd the whites of the egg
folded In after being beaten stiff.
Bananas cut in quarters, sprinkled
with lemon and sugnr, let stand hlf
an hour, then dipped In the batter and
cooked as the apple fritters, are de
licious. In fact any fruit may be
used for fritters.
(, 1921, Western Newspaper Union.)
ROBERTS
recommend It to my renders who may
bo thinking of turning to the farm bet
a source of Income.
(Copyright.)
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Shrewd Traveler.
An Englishman traveled from Pet
rograd to Moscow with no other pnss-i
port than an English tailor's receipted
bill. This document Of Identification
had a big printed heading with tho
name of tho tailor, some English post
age stamps attached and a nourishing
signature In red ink. Ho flaunted the
document In tho face of the officials,
assuring them It was a diplomatic
pussport Issued by the British em
bassy. 0
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