“Here Is Positively the Last Chance to Secure This Magnificent—er—er
—er—Lambrykin.”
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V Joseph C. Lincoln
AtrnoR of "Capn Eri* 'Partners of the Tide"
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SYNOPSIS.
Mr. Solomon Prait began comical nar
ration of story. Introducing well-to-do
Nathan Scuuder of his town, and Edward
Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rich
New York< rs seeking rest. Because of j
latter pair's lavish expenditure of money.
Pratt's first impression was connected
with lunatics. Van Brunt, it was learned,
war the successful suitor for the hand
of Miss Agnes Page, who gave Hartley
up. Adventure at Fourth of July cele
bration at Eastwieh. Hartley rescued a
hoy, known as "Reddy." from under a
horse's feet and th>- urchin proved to lie
one of Miss Page's charges, whom she
had taken to the country for an outing.
Out sailing iater. Van Brunt. Pratt and
Hopper were wrecked in a squall. Pratt
landed safely and a search for the other
two revealed an island upon which they
were found. Van Brum rented it from
Scuuder and called it Ozone island. In
barge of a company of New York poor
•hildren Miss Talford and Miss Page vis
ted Ozone island. In another storm Van
Brunt and Hartley narrowly escaped be
ing wrecked, having aboard chickens,
pigs. etc., with which they were to start
a farm. Eureka Sparrow, a country girl,
was encaged as a cook and Van Brunt
and Hartley paid a visit to her father,
who for years had been claiming con
sumption as an excuse for not working,
i'pon another island visit by Miss Page,
Eureka diagnosed Hartley's case as one
of love for Agnes. At a lawn fete. Van
Brunt shocked the church community by
raffling a quilt for the church's benefit.
CHAPTER XIII.—Continued.
“Ladies and gentlemen." he shouts.
“Here is positively the last chance to
secure this magnificent—er—er—lam
brvkin, made by the deserving poor
to cover the restless rich. Competi
tion has been so strong that no one
person has been able to buy it. The
only solution would be a syndicate,
and the almshouse is opposed to
trusts. Therefore I am authorized to”
—then he bent down and whispered:
“Mr. Morton, kindly give me whatever
small change you have left.”
The minister looked puzzled, but he
handed up a half dollar. Van Brunt
reaches into the hat and takes out one
of the folded slips of paper.
“Here you are sir,” says he. “Treas
ure that as you would your life. Now,
then, ladies and gentlemen, this is a
raffle. The minister starts it. Tickets
are anything you please, provided it's
enough. Come early and avoid the
rush.”
'mere was a Kina or gasp rrom an
the church people. The members of
the sewing circle looked at each other
with the most horrified kind of faces.
The parson, Mr. Morton, run forward.
“Just a minute, Mr. Van Brunt, if
you please,” he sings out.
But Van waved him away. The sum
mer folks come after them tickets like
e whirlwind, laughing and shouting
and passing up dollar bills. ’Twa’n’t
hardly any time afore the hat was
empty and the Twin's jacket pocket
was full of money. Then he fills up
iue hti with more pieces of paper.
“These are duplicates of the num
&e-s sold,” says he. “The drawing
will now take place. Here, Bill!”
He grabs a little shaver by the coat
collar and lifts him up to the chair.
Old lady Patterson, the deacon’s wife,
set up a scream.
“Stop!” she yells. “My child shall
not—”
“It takes but a moment, madam,”
says Van, waving to her. calm and
easy. "Now, Julius Caesar, please take
one of those numbers from the hat.”
The boy reddened up and grinned
and looked foolish, but he stuck a
freckled paw in and took cut a piece
of paper.
“Number 14,” shouts Van Brunt.
“Number 14 secures the—the tapes
try. Who’s the lucky one?”
Everybody unfolded their papers,
but there didn’t seem to be any 14.
Hartley had three, but he wa’n’t in it.
“Number 14,” Van calls. “Who is
14? Mr. Morton, you began this.
Where is your ticket?” i
The minister looked dreadfully
troubled. “Really," he stammered, “I
—I—it was a mistake. I—”
Here's yours. Mr. Morton." says a
little girl. ‘ You dropped it on the
ground.”
The parson looked pretty sick. He
reached for it, but. Van got it first.
“Number 14 it is,” he says. "Our
esteemed friend, Rev. Mr. Morton, se
cures the prize. That’s as it should
be. Three cheers for Mr. Morton l”
The summer folks give the cheers,
but the church folks looked pretty av
erage wild, I thought.
I forgot how much was in Van
Brunt's pocket. That bedquilt fetched
in enough money to pretty nigh buy
the poorhouse itself.
The Twins felt good. They figgered
that they'd made a hit at that “lawn
fete.”
"Great success, my raffle idea,
wasn't it, skipper,” says Van Brunt,
on the way home.
I didn’t answer right off. Eureka
spoke up.
"Well,” she says, "it sold the bed
quilt. but I wouldn't wonder if it made
the new minister lose his job. You
see. 'twas gambling, and that church
is dreadful down on gambling. Mrs.
Patterson told me that she should
have her husband call a parish meet
ing right off. I guess you won't be
invited to no more sales this year.”
And we wa'n’t. Poor Morton had
an awful time explaining, and the only
way he could get out of it was to lay
it heavy on the Twins. He had to
preach a sermon giving gambling fits,
and all around town ’t--as nothing but
how dissipated and wicked the Heav
enlies was. We wa'n’t fit for decent
folks to associate with.
mn i am i oeen able to learn, even
yet. that the bedquilt money was re
turned to the ticket buyers.
Van got a long letter from Agnes
Page a little later, saying that she
had heard of him as a “disturbing in
fluence" and that she was shocked and
grieved. He thought ’twas a great
joke and didn't seem to care much.
Nate Scudder was glad of the whole
business. He didn t want nobody else
to be milking his own pet cows.
Me and Eureka was glad, too, in a
way. We judged that Van's being in
disgrace with his girl would help Hart
ley’s side along. And in a few days
another idea begun to develop that,
when I found it out, seemed to me
likely to help him more.
Eureka told me that she’d seen a
dress pattern at the church sale that
she wanted awful. I asked her why
she didn’t buy it and she said
'twas two dollars and a half and she
ci jldn’t afford it. Hartley heard her
say it and he loafed out into the kitch
en and begun to ask questions, pump
ing her. sort of quiet, to find out what
she done with her money. After she'd
gone home he says to me:
“Skipper, that girl is robbing her
self to support that old loafer, her fa
ther.”
“That’s right,” says I. “It’s my
opinion that she ain’t never told him
that she ain’t getting that extry two
dollars a week. I guess she pays
every cent into the house.”
“It’s a shame!” says he. “Can’t we
make the old vagabond earn his own
living?”
“When you do,” I says. “I’ll believe
that black's the blonde shade of white.
Making Washy Sparrow work would
be as big a miracle as the loaves and
fishes.”
lie thought a spell. “Well, I mean
to lock into the matter,” he says. “Sol, j
i want you to find out who owns that
apology for a house they live it. Don’t
ask Eureka. We must keep it a secret
from her or she'll interfere. And we
may as well not tell Van, either. He's
so careless that he might give it
away.”
“All right,” says I. “I’ll ask Scud
der. He knows 'most all of every
body's business and Huldy Ann knows
the rest.”
So when Xate come, after breakfast
next morning, I asked him.
"What do you want to know for?”
says he, suspicious as usual.
“Oh, nothing. Jnst curious, that's
all.”
“They ain’t going to move out, are
they?” He seemed mighty interested.
“No, no!” says I. “Where'd they
move to? Think they're going to
Washington to visit the president or
the diplomatic corpse?"
“Well,” he says, “you needn't get
mad. 1 didn’t know but they might be
coming ever here. I don't mind tell
ing you. Huldy Ann, my wife, owns
the place, if you want to know.”
I was surprised. He was a regular
sand-flea for bobbing up where you
didn’t expect to him.
"She does?" says I. “Say. Xate, for
the land sal.es how much more of this
country4 belongs to you and Huldy?
And how much did you pay for it?”
He went on with a long rigmarole
about a mortgage and a second mort
gage and “foreclosing to protect him
self,” and so on. All I see in it was
more proofs that lambs fooling with
Nate Scudder was likely to lose, not
only wool, but hoofs, hide and tal
low.
When I told Hartley he seemed real
pleased.
"That makes it easy,” he says.
“Scudder will accommodate me by do
ing a little favor, won't he?”
"Sure thing!" says I. sarcastic.
“Ain't he been accommodating you
ever since you struck town?”
“Yes," he says, "he has. Scudder is
a generous chap.”
And he meant it. too! Why the
good Lord lets such simple innocents
as him and his chum run around loose
for it—but there! No doubt he has
his reasons. And what would become
of the summer hotels without that
kind?
Him and Nate was pretty thick for
the next few days. Something was
up. though as yet I wa'n't in the se
cret. Hartley made one or two trips
to the village and he took neither me
nor Van with him. He asked me
where the doctor lived and a lot more
questions.
Van Brunt, too, was getting pretty
confidential with Nate. I caught the
two of 'em off alone by the barn or
somewheres quite a good many times.
They was always whispering earnest,
and when 1 hove in sight they'd break
away and act guilty. There was
something up there, too, and again 1
wan t in with the elect. I begun to
feel slighted.
But in a little while Hartley's
secret come out. One day Van took
a notion to go down to Half Moon
Neck gunning after peeps. He wanted
Hartley to go with him. but Martin
said no. He said he didn't feel like It.
somehow. Why didn't Van put it off?
But Van wa'n't the put-off kind. He
was going and going right then. He
wanted Scudder to sail him down, but
Nate was too busy, so he hired Eu
reka’s brother. Lycurgus. The two
sailed away in the Dora Bassett to be
gone all night. I wa'n't invited. The
Twins had no use for me as gunning
pilot.
That afternoon late Hartley comes
over from the main, rowed by Scudder.
The pair of 'em seemed mighty tickled
about something.
“Well. Mr. Hartley,” says Nate,
“we'll see you to-morrow morning. It'll
work all right; you see.”
“Will he wrork?” laughs Hartley.
“That's the question.”
“I cal'late he'll make the bluff."
snickers Scudder. “I don’t know where
he'll sleep nights if he don’t. Land of
love! Did you see his face when you
sprung it on him? Haw! haw!”
When we got to the house Hartley
calls in Eureka.
“You're going to stay here to-night,”
he says to her. “Mr. Pratt and I have
an errand ashore early in the morn
ing and Mr. Van Brunt will be back
soon after, and hungry, I imagine. So
you must be ready with his breakfast.
It's all right. Y'our father under
stands.”
Eureka was some surprised, but
she said she'd stay.
All through supper Hartley was
laughing to himself. Just afore bed
time he calls me out on the porch.
“Sol,” he says, “what would surprise
you most in this world?”
"To see Mr. Van Brunt shoot at* a
bird and hit it,” says I. Leaving me
out of all these gunning trips jarred
my pride considerable.
“Humph!” he says. “He shot a
dozen the other day.”
“Yes, but I didn't see him shoot
'em.”
He laughed. “You countrymen are
jealous creatures." he says. “Well,
this is more surprising than that.
V<’hat would you say if Mr. Washing
ton Sparrow consented to go to work?”
I looked at him. “I wouldn't say
nothing,” I says. “I’d send for a
strait-jacket. What are you talking
about?”
He turned around in his chair.
“You remember I told you I was
going to try to make him?” he says.
“Well, I think I’ve succeeded. Come
with me to-morrow morning and see.
I'm doing it for the sake of that
plucky daughter of his, and it has re
quired some engineering and diplo
macy. But I think I win. Don’t men
tion a word to Eureka, though.”
I promised to keep mum. I tried
to get him to tell me more, but he
wouldn't. “Wait and see” was all I
could get out of him.
I turned in a kind of trance, as you
might say. Washy Sparrow work!
Well, I'd have to see him doing it with
my own eyes. I wouldn't believe even
a tintype of the performance if 'twas
tcok by Saint Peter.
CHAPTER XIV,
"The Best Laid Plans.”
We left the island early next day. I
rowed to the main and anchored the
skiff. Then me and Hartley walked
up to the Neck road. I didn’t ask no
questions. He could speak first or be
still. I'd had my dose. Nobody can
ct.ii me nosey.
He did speak first. “Well, skipper?”
he says, finally.
“Well, Mr. Hartley," says I.
“Why don't you ask me what my
j scheme is? Aren't you curious?”
"Scheme?” says I. “Scheme? I ain't
much of a schemer, myself. Nice
weather we're having, ain't it?”
He laughed. “Sol,” says he. “I like
you. You're the right sort—you and
Scudder.”
Drat him! Why did he want to spoil
it all by that last?
“Virtue must be its own reward,
then, far's I'm concerned," I says, pret
ty average dry. “I don't seem to be
getting no other kind. Pity me and
Nate couldn't divide the substantials
more equal.”
His face clouded right up. “Money!”
he says, disgusted, kicking a stick out
of his way. "Don't you for one minute
believe that money means happiness.”
“All right," 1 says. “I ain't contra
dicting you. You've had more ex
perience with it than I have. Some
times it seems as if I could manage
to bear up under a couple of thousand
or so without shedding more’n a buck
et of tears: but I'm open to convic
tion—like the feller that said he stole
the horse, but they'd got to shotv i>roof
enough to satisfy him."
‘Twas some minutes afore he come
out cf his blue fit. Then he says:
“The scheme is this: I determined
to see what could be done to make
things easier for the Sparrow -girl.
The only solution Beemed to be the
getting rid of papa.”
“If you'd waited long enough,” I
says, “maybe his consumptive dys
pepsy would have saved you the
trouble,”
“I wish I had veur faith." says he.
"You have. The same kind. Washy's
is different. His doctrine is faith with
out work. Go on.”
“So I tried to think of some way to
bring it about. When you told ms
that Scudder owned the Sparrow place
I saw my chance. Scudder and I
consulted. He was willing to lose hl3
tenants provided he didn't lose the
rent. The rent was nothing; 1
promised to make that good until our
season here was over and Eureka
could return home. But I made it
clear that when she did return home
her father mustn't return with her.
He must be provided for somewhere
else. Then we saw the doctor and
Morton the minister. Morton was
somewhat prejudiced, owing to Van's
raffle, but he's a pretty decent fellow
and seemed to think what he called a
good action on my part might offset
even a bedquilt gamble. So between
us we fixed it up.
“Old Sparrow is ciTerel a job as
general shoveler and brick carrier
over there at the hotel. They’re build
ing a new addition, you know. Brown,
the manager, said he'd take him on.
as a favor to me. He has been offered
the place. If he doesn't accept, why,
out he goes. Scudder has told him he
can't stay in his house any longer.
You should have seen him when we
broke the news last night.”
“S'pose he don't accept,” I asks.
“What about the children?”
“They'll be looked out for. Lycurgus
will beard at Scudder's. Eureka will
stay with us. Editha and the baby
will be roomed and fed by the minister.
The others are to have good boarding
places and go to school. Every one
is willing to help the family, but they
won’t keep the old rascal. It has
worked out beautifully.”
"Hold on a minute,” says I. “It's
all right, as a clam. But Eureka
won't let her dad suffer even though
she knows there ain’t nothing really
the matter with him. And who's going
to pay all the young ones' board? She
can't.”
"I’ll attend to that." says he. im
patient. “It isn't enough to signify.
And it will be all settled before Eu
reka knows it. The old man will take
the job.”
"I'll bet a cooky he don't,” I says.
“But It'll make him scratch gravel one
way or 'nother. Bully for you, Mr.
Hartley! I'm glad I'm along to see
the fun.”
“The fun was last night,” says he.
“Caesar! how he did cough and groan.
And then swear! But here's the rest
of the crowd."
They were waiting for us on the
corner. Dr. Penrose was there, and
Mr. Morton, and Cap’n Benijah Pound
berry, chairman of selectmen, and
Scudder, and Peter T. Brown, manager
of the Old Home house. They was
all laughing, and thinking the whole
thing a big joke.
“Mr. Hartley,” says the doctor. “I
wish you were to be a permanent
resident. There are a few more more
cases of this kind I'd like to have you
tackle.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
He Took Them Home.
The suburbanite stood on the back
platform of the car, smoking his morn
ing cigar. He struck up a conversa
tion with the conductor, when that
brass-buttoned gent was not busy.
"Whatever became of that baskV
of eggs that was left on your car?” lie
inquired.
"I took them home," gloomily replied
the conductor.
At the astonished look from the
passenger the conductor explained:
“You see, any article left in my car
is mine if no one puts in a claim for
it within six weeks. The six weeks
were up yesterday, and the company
told me to take the eggs away.”
“Too bad." said the passenger.
"Rotten,” said the conductor.
Getting Square.
A tight-fisted man in a small town
in Pennsylvania, who . until recently
had never been observed to take any
interest in church matters, suddenly
became a regular attendant at ser
vice. greatly to the astonishment of
his fellow townsmen.
“What do you think,” said cne of
the business men to his friend. “Is
it true that Jones has got religion?”
"No," was the reply; “it is entirely
a matter of business with him. About
a year ago he loaned the pastor $50.
The preacher was unable to pay it
back, so there was nothing for Jones
to do but to take it out in pew rent.”
As for the talkers and futile per
sons, they are commonly vain and
credulous withal: for he that talketh
what he knoweth, will also talk of
what he knoweth not. Therefore, set
it down, that a habit of secrecy is both
politic and moral.—Francis Bacon.
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“SOUTHERN ALBERTA IS A
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through the solicitation of a Canadian
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"Carmangay, Alta.. Canada, 12-15-'08.
“Mr. C. J. Broughton, Canadian Gov
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"Yours very truly,
(Signed)
“JAMES S. AIXSLIE AXD SOXS.”
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Cause for Complaint.
Jones, the dairyman, loved his little
bouts occasionally, and at such times
celebrated riotously. He was pre
vailed upon to sign the pledge, and
this piece of news was given wide
publicity. But in a few weeks Jones
turned upon his temperance friends
and again sought old-time friends and
acquaintances.
"The ideal’’ grieved Jones, as he
told the waiter to duplicate an order.
"Me driving a milk wagon, and those
fellows advertising* that I am on the
water wagon!"—Judge.
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—other starches onlf 12 oonces—-sainc price and
“DEFIANCE” 18 SUPERIOR QUALITY.
S Thompsen’s Eye Water
W. N. U., OMAHA, NO. 6, 1909.
CURED IN ONE DAY
Munyon's Cold Remedy Relieves the
head, throat and tongs almcc-t Immediate
ly. Checks Fevers, stops Discharges of
the nose, takes away all aches and polos
caused by colds. It cures Grip and ob
stinate Coughs and prevents Pneumonia.
Price 25c.
Have you stiff or swollen joints, no mat
ter how chronic? Ask yonr druggist for
Munyon’s Rheumatism Remedy aind see
how quickly vou will be cured.
If you have' any kidney or bladder trou
ble get Munyon's Kidney Remedy.
Munyon's Vitallzer mates weak mea
strong and restores lost powers.
Billion $ Grass
Therreetest trass
Cf the century.
Same crews
everywhere and
yields from 12 to
IS tans of bay,
and lots cf pasture
besides per acre.
Clovers
Largest growers
cf Clovers .Alfalfa,
Timothy & Grass
Seed in America.
Sdzer'i Citato*
IVi the moet orlfl
ral seed book pub>
Uihtxi.andlif lodiy
rustled totntenUlAf
purcja*wT*fr©a; or
remit too and act
lota of remarkable
farm eeed aun^lca,
iuuuuiu( »iuiuu v
I'lJM
John A. Salzer Sood Co. witconsm
Grama, worth a *1 ttle
farm to sot » start
with.
I>R. McINTOSH celebrated
NATURAL UTERINE
SUPPORTER
Sires immediate relief. Sold hy all surgical instru
ment dealers and leading dmaristA in United States
& Canaria. Catalog & price list sent on application.
THE HASTINGS A M< INTU6H TRUSS CO.f
S12 alnut 8U. Philadelphia. Pa., man a facta rers ol
tnjssen and solo maker* of the genuine slam pod
“MCINTOSH ' Supporter.
FKgKgB»a—
IHAIK BALSAM
Cleamc* and bcautiftea the ha.fr.
Promote* a luxuriant prmwth.
Kever Fai l* to Beatore Gray
Hair to ita Youthful Color.
Cure* *caip diMM ft hair ialllxM,
Registered
C. S. I'M. utcs
Ask for the
Baker’s Cocoa
bearing this trade
mark. Don’t be
misled by imitations
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