The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, June 22, 1922, Image 2

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By Grace Livingston Hill- -Lutz
CopyrtEht. 1919. by J B. Lippincott Company
lie was carried back in spirit
to the day be left for camp. To
the look in her eyes as he moved
away on the train. The look had
been real then, and not just a
fleeting glance helped out by his
fevered imagination. There had
been true friendliness in her eyes.
She had intended to say good
bye to him! She had put him on
a level with her own beautiful
self. She had knighted him, as
it were, and sent him forth! Even
the war had become different
since she chose to think he was
going forth to fight, her battles.
What a sacred trust!
Afar in the distance a bugle
sounded that call to duty. lie
had no idea how the time had
flown. He glanced at his wrist
watch and was amazed. He
sprang to his feet and strode over
tlie ground, but the way no long
er seemed dusty ami blinded with
sunshine. It shone like a path
of glory before his willing feet,
and he went to his afternoon
round of duties like a new man.
He had a friend, a real friend,
one that he had known a long
time. There was no fear that she
was just writing to him to get
one more soldier at her feet as
some girls would have done. Her
letter was too frank and sincere
to leave a single doubt about
what she meant. lie would take
her at her word.
Sometime during the course of
the afternoon it occurred to him
to look at the date of the letter,
and he found to his dismay that
it. had been written nearly four
weeks before and had been trav
elling around through various
departments in search of him, be
cause it had not the correct, ad
dress. Ho readily guessed that
she hud not wanted to ask for kis
company ami barracks; she
would not have known who to
ask. She did not know his
mother, and who else was there!
Ilis old companions were mostly
gone to France or eamp some
where.
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1UIU *IUTT, niuvu HU nun tlliu,
had elapsed she would think lie
had not cared, had scorned her
letter or thought it uninuidenly!
He was filled with dismay and
anxiety lest he had hurt her
frankness by his seeming indif
ference. Ami the knitted things,
the wonderful things that she
had made with her fair hands!
Would she have given them to
some one else by this timet Of
course, it meant, little to her save
as a kind of acknowledgment for
something she thought he had
done for her as a child, but they
meant no much to him ! Much
more than they ought to do, he
knew, for he was in no position
to allow himself to become deeply
attached to even the handiwork
of any girl in her position. How
ever, nobody need ever know how
much he cared, had always cared,
for the lovely little girl with her
blue eyes, her long curls, her shy
sweet smile and modest ways,
who had seemed to him like an
angel from heaven when he was a
boy. She had said he did not
know that lie was helping her
when he burst through the hedge
on the cowering Chuck Wood
cock; and he would likely never
dare to tell her that it was be
cause he saw her fright and saw
her bide behind that tree that he
went to investigate and so was
able to administer a just punish
ment. He bad picked that rose
from the extreme west corner of
a great petted rose bush on the
Waimvright lawn, reaching
through an elaborate iron fence
to get it as lie went cross-lots
back to school. lie would call it
stealing now to do that same,
but then it had been in the nature
of a holy rite offered to a vestal
virgin. Yet lie must have east it
down with the grin of aii imp,
boorish urchin that he was; and
he remembered blushing hotly in
the dark afterwards at his pre
sumption, as he thought of it
alone at night. And all the time
she had been liking it. The little
girl—the little sweet girl! She
had kept it in her heart and re
membered v,it!
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uctti» was 11^m. as air as lie
went baek to the barrackB for re
treat. A liuiraele had been
wrought for him which changed
every fling. No, he was not pre
suming cn u friendly letter.'
Maybe there would ‘be fellows
who would think there wasn’t,
much in just a friendly letter to
a lonely soldier, and -a sweater
or two more or 4ess. But then
they would neverjhi.ve Jcnown
what it was to be so lonely for
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friendship, real friendship, as he
WM.
He would hurry through sup
per and get to the Y. M. C. A.
hut to write her an answer. He
would explain how the letter had
been delayed and say he hoped
she had not given the things to
someone else. He began plan
ning sentences as he stood at at
tention during the captain’s in
spection at retreat. Somehow
the captain was tiresomely par
ticular about the buttons and
pocket flaps and littel details to
night. He waited impatiently
for the command to break ranks,
and was one of the first at the
door of the mess hall waiting for
supper, his face alight, still plan
ning what he would say in that
letter and wishing he could get
some fine stationery to write
upon; wondering if there was
any to be had with his caduces
on it.
At supper he bubbled with
merriment. An old schoolmate
might have thought him rejuve
nated. He wore his schoolboy
grin and rattled off puns and
jokes, keeping the mess hall in a
perfect roar.
At last he was out in the cool
of the evening with the wonder
ful sunset off in the west, on his
way to the Y. M. C. A. hut. He
turned a corner swinging into
the main road and there, coining
toward him, not 20 feet away, he
saw Lieutenant Wuinwright.
CHAPTER Vr.
There was no possible way to
avoid meeting him. John Cam
eron knew tliat with the first
glance. He also knew that Wain
wright had recognized him at
once and was lifting his chin al
ready with that peculiar, dis
agreeable tilt of triumph that
had always been so maddening
to one who knew the small mean
nature of the man.
Of course, there was still time
to turn deliberately about and
flee in the other direction, but
that would be all too obvious,
and an open confession of weak
ness. John Cameron was never
at any time a coward.
His firm lips set a trifle more
sternly than usual, his handsome
head was held high with fine mil
itary bearing. He came forward
without faltering for even so
much as the fraction of a waver.
There was not a flicker in his
eyes set straight ahead. One
would never have known from
his looks that he recognized the
oncoming man, or.had so much
as iralized that an officer was
approaching, yet his brain was
doing some rapid calculation. lie
had said in his heart if not open
ly that he would never salute
this man. He had many times in
their home town openly passed
him without salute because he
had absolutely no respect for
him, and felt that he owed it to
his sense of the fitness of things
not to give him deference, but
that was a different matter from
camp. He knew that Wain
wright was in a position to do
him injury, and no longer stood
in fear of a good thrashing from
him as at home, because here he
could easily have the offender
put in the guard house and dis
graced forever. Nothing, of
course, would delight him more
than thus to humiliate his sworn
enemy. Yet Cameron walked on
knowing that he had resolved not
to salute him.
It was not merely pride in his
own superiority. It was con
tempt for the nature of the man,
for his low contemptible plots
and tricks, and cunning wrnys,
for his entire lack of principle,
and his utter selfishness and
heartlessness, that made Camer
on feel justified in his attitude
toward Wainwright. “He is
nothing but a Hun at heart,” he
told himself bitterly.
out uie eaoies were rurneu.
Waiuwright was no longer in his
home town where his detestable
pranks had goaded many of his
neighbors and fellowtownsmen
into a eordial hatred of him. He
was in a great military camp,
vested with a certain amount of
authority, with the right to re
port those under'him; who in
turn could not retaliate by tell
ing what they knew of him be
cause it was a court martial of
fense. for a private to report an
officer. Well, ,naturally the
United States was not supposed
to have put men in authority
who needed reporting. Cameron,
of course, realized that these
■ things had to be in order to main
tain military discipline. But it
was inevitable that some un
worthy ones should creep in, and
WainWright was surely one of
those unworthy ones. lie would
not bend to him, officer, or no
officer. What did he care what
happened to himself? Who was
there to care but his mother?
And she would understand if the
news should happen to penetrate
to the home town, which was
hardly likely. Those who knew
him would not doubt him, those
who did not mattered little.
There was really no one who
would care. Stay I A letter
crackled in his breast pocket and
a cold chill of horror struggled
up from his heart. Suppose she
should hear of it! Yes, he would
care for that!
They were almost meeting now
and Cameron’s eyes were straight
ahead staring hard at the big
green shape of the theater a
quarter of a mile away. His face
under its usual control showed
no sign of the tumult in his
heart, which flamed with a sud
den despair against af ate that
had placed him in such a des
perate situation. If there was a
just power who controlled the af
fairs of men, how could it let
such things happen to one who
had always tried to live up up
right life? It seemed for that in
stant as if all the unfairness and
injustice of his own hard life had
culminated in that one moment
when he would have to do or not
do and bear the consequences.
Then suddenly out from the
barracks close at hand with brisk
step and noble bearing came Cap
tain La Rue, swinging down the
walk into the road straight be
tween the two men and stopped
short in front of Cameron with a
light of real welcome in his eyes,
as he lifted his hand to answer
the salute which the relieved
Cameron instantly flashed at
him.
In that second Lieutenant
Wainwright flung past them with
a curt salute to the higher offi
cer and a glare at the corporal
which the latter seemed not to
see. It was so simultaneous with
Cameron’s salute of La Rue that
nobody on. earth could say that
the salute had not included the
lieutenant, yet both the lieuten
ant and the corporal knew that it
had not; and Wainwright’s brow
was dark with intention as he
turned sharply up the walk to the
barracks which the captain had
just left.
‘‘I was just coming in search
of you, Cameron,” said the cap
tain with a twinkle in his eyes,
and his voice was clearly distinct
to Wainwright as he loitered in
the barracks doorway to listen,
‘‘I went down to Washington
yesterday and put in the strong
est plea I knew how for your
transfer. I hope it will go
through all right. There is no
one else out for the job and you
are just the man for the place.
It will be a great comfort to have
3'ou with me.”
A few more words and the
busy man moved on eluding Cam
eron’s earnest thanks and leav
ing him to pursue his course to
the Y. M. C. A. hut with a sense
of soothing and comfort. It
never occurred to either of them
that their brief conversation had
been overheard, and would not
have disturbed them if it had.
Lieutenant Wainwright lin
gered on the steps of the bar
racks with a growing curiosity
and satisfaction. The enemy
were pla3’ing right into his
hands: both the enemy—for he
hated Captain La Rue as ein al
WH3rs hates the light.
He lounged about the barracks
in deep thought for a few min
utes and then made- a careful
toilet and went out.
He knew exactly where to go
and how to use his influence,
which was not small, although
not personal. It was character
istic of the man that it made no
difference to him that the pow
er whose owner would have been
the last man to have done what
he was about to do with it. He
had never in his life hesitated
about getting whatever he want
ed by whatever means presented
itself. He was often aware that
people gave him what he wanted
merely to get rid of him, but this
did not allo3’ his pleasure in his
achievement.
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leged character In the high place
to which he betook himself, on
account of the supreme regard
which was held rer the uncle, a
mighty automobile king,
through whose influence he hqd
obtained his commission. far
he had not availed himself of
his privileges too often and had
therefore not as yet outworn his
welcome, for he was a true di
plomat. He entered this evening
with just the right, shade delicate
assurance and humble Effron
tery to assure him a cordial wel
come and gracefully settled him
| self into the friendliness It.At was
readily extended to him. He was
versed in all the ws,y; of the
world and when he chtyK. could
put up a good appearaJM;*. He
knew that for the sake if his
father’s family and more espec
ially because of his unclc’o high
standing, this great official
whom he was calling uptti was
bound to be nice to him for a
time. So he bided his time till
a few other officials had left
and his turn came.
The talk was all persoual, a
few words about his relatives and
then questions about himself, his
commission, how he liked it, and
how things were going with him.
Mere form and courtesy, but he
knew how to use the conversa
tion for his own ends:
“Oh, I’m getting along fine
and dandy!” he declared effu
sively, “I’m just crazy about
camp! I like the life! But I’ll
tell you what makes mo tired.
It’s these little common guys
limiting iuuuiiu lllttttlllg auoui
their jobs and trying to get a lot
of pull to get into some other
place. Now' there’s an instance
of that in our company, n man
from home town, no account
whatever and never was, but he’s
got it in his head that lie’s a
square peg in a round hole and
he wants to be transferred. He
shouts about it from morning till
night trying to get everybody to
help him, and at last I under
stand he’s hoodwinked one cap
tain into thinking he’s the salt
of the earth, and they are plot
ing together to get him trans
ferred. I happened to overhear
them talking about it just now,
how they are going to this one
and that one in Washington to
get things fixed to suit them.
They think they've got the right
dope on things all right and it’s
going through for him to get his
transfer. It makes me sick. He's
no more fit for a commission than
my dog, not as fit, for he could
at least obey orders. This fellow
never did anything but what he
pleased. I’ve known him since
we were kids and never liked
him. But his has a way with
him that gets people till they un
derstand him. It’s too bad when
the country needs real men to do
their duty that a fellow like that
can get a commission when he is
utterly inefficient besides being
a regular breeder of trouble. But,
of course, I can’t tell anybody
what I know about him.”
“I guess you needn’t worry,
Wainwright. They can’t make
any transfers without sending
them up to me, and you may be
good and sure I ’in not transferr
ing anybody now without a good
reason, no matter who is asking
it. He’s in your company, is
het And where does he ask to
be transferred 1 Just give me his
name. I’ll make a note of it.
If it ever comes up I’ll know how
to finish him pretty suddenly.
Though I doubt if it does. Peo
ple are not pulling wires just
now. This is war and every
thing means business. However,
if I find there has been wire
pulling I shall know how to deal
with it summarily. It’s a court
martial offense, you know.”
They passed on to other top
ics, and Wainwright with his lit
tle eyes gleaming triumphantly
soon took himself out into the
starlight knowing that he had
done 15 minutes’ good work and
not wishing to outdo it. He
strolled contentedly back to of
ficers’ quarters wearing a more
complacent look on his heavy
features. He would teach John
^ttiueroii iu iguure muii
Meantime John Cameron with
his head among the stars walked
the dusty camp streets and for
got the existence of Lieutenant
Wainwright. A fjlow of grati
tude had flooded his soul at sight
of his beloved captain, whom he
hoped soon to be able to call his
captain. Unconsciously he
walked with more self-respect as
the words of confidence and trust
rang over again in his ears. Un
consciously the little matters of
personal enmity became smaller,
of less importance, beside the
greater things of life in which
he hoped soon to have a real part.
If he got this transfer it meant a
chance to work with a great man
in a great way that would not
only help the war but would be
of great value to him in this
world after the war was over. It
was good to have the friendship
of a man like that, fine, clean,
strong, intellectual, kind, just,
human, gentle as a woman, yet
stern against all who deviated
from the path of right.
The dusk was settling into
evening and twinkling lights
glopmed out amid the misty,
'dust-laden air. Snatches of wild
song chorused out from open
windows:
She’s my lady, my haby,
She Vcock-eyed, she's crazy.
(To Be Continued Next Week)
RETURNS
SLOW IN
COMING
Possible Defeat of Mrs. Anna
Olesen, Democratic Candi
date for U. S. Senate, Is
Forecast on Early Reports.
Universal Service.
St. Paul. Minn., June 20.—Possible
defeat of Mrs. Anna D. Olesen, candi
date for the United States Senate on
the democratic ticket, who had been
conceded the nomination over two
men opponents, was forecast on early
returns from Monday's primary elec
tion, which showed Mrs. Olesen re
ceiving a slight plurality in a light
democratic vote. Those reports were
from the city of Minneapolis, where
Mrs. Olesen tvas believed to be espe
cially strong.
Frank 13. Kellogg, republican candi
date for United States senator, urns
leading his ticket with 263 votes
against 22 for Mrs. Olesen in the first
precinct reporting.
The first three precincts to report
on United States senator and gov
ernor give Kellogg, republican. 445;
Lundeen, republican, 124; Mrs. Anna
I>. Oleser, democrat, 44; Thomas J.
Meighen, democrat, 11.
For governor, Preus is leading by
a large majority against the inde
pendent candidate, Ellsworth, and the
entire ticket is following Preus.
Miss Grace Kaercher is defeating
Herman Mueller, present clerk of the
supreme court. In three precincts she
has 296 to Mueller's 116.
A
HALE WINS BY GOOD
MARGIN, INDICATION
Augusta, Ale., June 20.—Early re
turns in the Alaine primaries Mon
day night indicate the re-nomination
of Frederick Hale to the United States
Senate by a good margin.
On the basis of returns received up
to midnight Hale had 54,000 votes
as to 13,000 for Davies and 7,000 for
Guernsey.
Despite a last hour fight on the re
ligious Issue, Governor Baxter has
been re-nominated, it is indicatetV
This is the first time that women
have voted in the state-wide primar
ies in this state. This fact, coupled
with the heavy down pour of rain that
fell most of the day made the total
vote uncertain. It is believed, how
ever, that it will fall below the esti
mate of 75,000.
Mildred Harris Lets
Munson Kiss Her But
Denies She’s Engaged
Universal Service.
Chicago, June 20.—Mildred Harris
denied her reported engagement to
Arthur Knox Alunson on Monday.
But when the former wife of Charlie
Chaplin stepped from a New York
Crain It was Munson who greeted her
with a kiss and she did not resist.
Miss Harris, accompanied by her
mother, arrived for a theatrical en
gagement here.
"1 think it Is horrid of the papers
to say I'm engaged to Byron Mun
son,” she said. I don't Intend to
marry anyone—not until I'm 24, at
least. I was only 17 when I married
Mr. Chaplin. He wanted me to give
up my work then. Now, just when
I ni beginning to climb the heights I
don't mean to give any one the right
to make such a request of me again.”
Miss Harris was accompanied by
her mother, who greeted Mr. Alunson
warmly.
Mr. Munson Is a Chicago broker
and wealthy.
♦ DEAN BANS “SIREN” t
Miss Gertrude Hayes, a burlesque
queen, was to have performed at the
senior banquet of the college of Lib
eral Arts of Boston university, but
Dean William M. Warren, of the uni
versity, got wind of it and absolutely
refused to permit the appearance ol
the burlesquer at the final get-to
gether of the students.
WOULD CONTROL FLYING.
Washington, June 20.—Declaring
tha,t not a single life was lost ir
straight commercial flying last year,
the aeronautical chamber flf com
merce, In a repo, t to Secretary of
Commerce Hoover, made public Mon
day. urged limitation and control of
stunt flying
A. O. tL W. CONVENTION ON.
Des Moines, la., June 20.—The Su
preme Lodge of the Ancient Ogder of
United Workmen convened at the A
O. U. W. home here Monday for a
five day session. The order Initiated
tOO candidates Monday night.
JOHN BULL,
UNCLE SAM '
BE CLOSER
—TAFT
At Pilgrim Society Banquet
Justice Says Britain and U.
S. Should Act Together for
Good of World.
Universal Service.
Special Cable Dispatch.
London, June 20.—“The united ac
tion of Great Britain anl the United
States in world matters is sure to
make for world peace" said Chief
Justice William Howard Taft, in a
speech at the Pilgrim society ban
quet in his honor Monday night.
The former president carefully
avoided con traversal politics, explain
ing that supreme court justices must
not publicly discuss them. Regard
ing American participation in Euro
pean questions, Justice Taft said:
“We are making progress. We are
acquiring a consciousness of our part
nership with the nations of the world
and our share of the responsibility
for what the world does.
\juyo i i cctiius oicp.
“A great step forward has been
made by the signing of the treaties
affecting the Pacific and Far East.
This is most significant not only bet
cause of the importance of what the
treaties really achieve, hut because
of the moral effect upon us and upon
the nations who joined with us in as
serting the interests of all in respect
to each and of each in respect to all.
"We have suffered from the war,
but we suffered less than our Euro
pean allies and our wealth and prop
erty have been much less affected.
While that increases our comparative
powers, it also increases our respon
sibility. Our people know this. They
know too that united action between
Britain and the United States in
world matters is sure to make for
peace.
“Of Utmost Importance."
"They know, therefore, that It is of
the utmost Importance that the
friendly relations between the two
great countries which have been main
tained, sometimes under the most Hy
ing conditions for a century or more,
should be made closer, not only for
the benefit of both, but for the wel
fare of the world. *
"As a citizen with no official man- .jtt
date, 1 beg the Britons whom 1 am
addressing not to be misled by the
temporary ebullitions of one faction
or another but to count on a funda
mental public opinion in the United
States in respect to our foreign rela
tions which will always prevail In a
real exigency, and which regards the
maintenance of friendship with Great
Britain as most necessary for the
peace of the world."
PAVEY MAY KNOW <■
FATE BY TONIGHT
Iowa Supreme Court to Pass
Upon His Appeal and
Other Slayers.
Des Moines, la., June 20 (Special)—
The Iowa supreme court has con
vened for the June term, the last be
fore Its adjournment for the summer
—to pass upon the appeals of three
murderers and the release of Ernest
Rathbun.
Ira Pavey. of Sioux City, convicted
to hang for the murder of Claude
Letner of that city, Eugene Weeks and
Orrle Cross, sentenced to die for the
murder of George Fosdlek, Des Moines
grocer, probably will know their fate
by Tuesday night. The Weeks ap
peal is to be ruled on, and Cross, al
though he has no case pending in
court, is an important gdtness. so his
execution has been delayed pending
the decision on Weeks' appeal, Ernest
Rathbun, sentenced to life in prison
for statutory offense and then par
doned by the then Governor Harding
will be in court again.
WARD’S SISTER TELLS
OF BLACKMAIL PLOT
White Plains, N. Y., June 20,—The
sweeping inquiry instituted by Jus
tice Joseph J. Morschauser to ascer
tain whether George 9. Ward, Walter,
his son, the confessed slayer of Clar
ence Peters, and others conspired to
defeat the ends of justice got under
way late Monday.
Shortly after 5 o’clock Mr. and Mrs.
I,eland Stanford Wood, brother-in
law and sister of the accused young
millionaire, arrived in White Plains,
and were immediately taken before
Justice Morschauser for interroga
tion.
They were met by Allan R. Camp
bell, attorney for Ward.
According to rumors circulated
about White Plains, Mrs. Wood, a
horsewoman of some note, told Jus
tice Morschauser a detailed story of ^
the blackmail plot against her family
which culminated on the morning of
May 16; when her brother sent a bul
let crashing through the breast of
Clarence Peters on the lonely Ken
isoo road.
"TOUGH” DAY FOR HIM.
Washington, June 20.—Tlds was a
busy day for A. M. McDonald, of the
Patterson and McDonald Ship Build
ing compaa** of Seattle.
lie receiver a check for $277,POO in ^
settlement of his claims against the
United States shipping board.
He was advised that claims for a
sum almost as large against the Com
monwealth of Australia have been al
lowed.
And last, but not least, he was pre
sented with twins, a boy and a girl,
by Mrs. McDonald, who Is In Garfield
hospital here.