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The Rights of Feathered Folk.
"These two legged creatures called
men are queer." said Mrs., Quack.
"Most of them are,” agreed Peter
Rabbit.
"All of them are.” declared Mr.
Quack. "They seem to think that no
one has any right* hut themselves."
i "I gues* you don’t know Farmer
Brown’* Boy," said Feter. "He never
forgets the rights of the rest of us."
“Then he's very different from the
rest of these two-legged creatures,"
dee lar'll Mr*. Quark tn a very decided
tone. “First, thry try tn kill u* wilh
dreadful gun*. Not satisfied with
that, they destroy our food supply,
and do not seem to rare how many
of us die. We feathered folk have
some right*. Yes, sir, we have some
right*. We have the right to live at
leant. It we didn't. Mother Nature
would never have put ua Into the
Great World. #ltut a lot of theee two
legged creature* seem to think we
haven't any rights at all.
‘‘If they go on draining the
marshes and lake* and swamp* at the
rate they have tieen doing It the time
i* coming, and coming soon, when
there will be no water bird* left. If
we li^'ks could stay up In the far
north where we *pend our summers
it would be all right. But we can’t
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stay there. We have to spend the
winters where there I* no ire, for
where there is he we cannot get
food. We have to do It. It ^n t be
cause we want to do it, but because
we must do it. And now these two
legged creatures are taking away our
feeding grounds by taking away all
the water.
"And we Ducks and other water
birds are not the only ones who are
suffering. When Ked Wing the
Blackbird gets here ask him what
kind of a winter he spent. He'll tell
you the same thlpg. Ask Welcome
Robin. The grasses and rushes that
used to grow in our winter home in
the sunny south gave shelter to many
of the feathered people of the green
forest and the green meadows and
the old orchard all through the winter
months. This last winter they had to
And other shelter, and it wasn’t easy.
And always there Is the fear that
H.Cam
“I guess you don’t know Farmer
Brown’s Boy,” said Peter.
when a place has been found it will
be taken away from them.
‘‘It would be different if man really
needed these places. But man doesn't.
I know. Mr. Quack and I fly over
great stretches of land which man
might use and isn’t using, and which
is of no use to us feathered folk. He
doesn’t need those marshes and
swamps and the land under the water
of those ponds and lakes. He doesn’t
need those places at all, and we do.
They are ours rightfully. Old Mother
Nature gave them to u*. I thought
that when hunters Mopped shooting
at us on our say north In the spring
things were going to be better for us.
But the taking away of our winter
homes is many times worse than th#
shooting In tire spring.
"I have heard that the same thing
Is happening in some northern places
especially In the west, where water tf
blrda have made their summer home*
and nested since the beginning of
things. Down there in the sunny
south I heard dreadful stories of lake*
and marshes whers always thousand*
and thousands of birds have mad*
their homes, which these two-legged
creatures have drained, so that not a
nesting place is left. And now that
the water, which the tarda needed,
has been taken away, there la left
just great masses of land on which
nothing will grow. It nerves th# sel.
fish two-legged creatures right, but
that doesn't help th# feathered foil*
any.
"Well, what's the use of talking
about it? There is nothing we can do
about it. I’m afraid the day Is com
ing when there will be no more Duck*
and few other water birds. We can
not fight for our rights, and there a
no one else to do it for us.”
The right to Ur# btlonrs to all—
Tbo great an«3 strong, tbs weak and srralL
—Mrs. Quack.
The next story: "More Troubles ”
(Copyright, 1IJ4.)
Table Rock School Head
Accepts Post at Franklin
Table Rock, Neb.. March 24.-E. D.
Trump, superintendent of the Table
Rock schools, has been elected super
intendent of schools at Franklin, Neb ,
at an increase in salary of 1250 a
year. He has been connected with
th# schools of Table Rock for seven
years, two as principal and five as
superintendent. ^
Farmhouse Burns.
Nebraska City, Neb.. March t4.—■
The house on the Moffat farm, north
of Arbor Dodge, has burned to the
ground. It was one of the landmarks
of the vicinity. The present owner
of the farm is W. H. Pltger.
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CORDELIA THE MAGNIFICENT
By LEROY SCOTT.<coprrui>t. m«.)J
SYNOPSIS.
Cordelia Marlowe, most striking flrure
In society’s youngest set. whose mother
had lost hrr annual income of $30,000 by
had intestmentc, accepts a position as lu
testlgator with Kedmnre 3 Franklin,
lawyer*. L'nder agreement with Cor
delia, Mr. Franklin notifies Mrs. Mar
lowe that she had been defrauded by
her brokers and he had effected a settle
ment under the terms of which she would
regularly rreeire $3,300 monthly, f ordr
lia’s first assignmrnt Is to visit Rolling
Meadows, the country home of Oladya
Norwortli, the richest young woman In
her social art. and "obserte" conditions
and doings (her#. Sbs noirs that Mitchell,
the hatlrr, holds a commanding position
in the household and overhears a roater
sation between him. Miss Norworth and
her step-sister. Emily Metros, from which
she Infers there had been a secret mar
riage and that one of the women is mother
of Francois, a boy whom the* represenmd
to he a French orphan the* had adopted.
Itladys orders Cordelia to lease the bouse
after seeing her kissed by Jerry Plimpton,
a guest whom both girls desired to mere*.
Cordelia charges t.lad's with heinr mother
of Francois, which she finally admits is
true.
(Contfnnrd from Yesterday.)
"All the same." said Esther, with
a grim sigh, "I wish it would all
come out somehow, so we'd be
through with this business.”
The very idea was too much for
Gladys' raw nerves. She again lost
herself in panic anj seized Esther's
arm.
"Esther, if that ever happens, you’ll
stand my me! Remember, you prom
ised; You'll stand my me, Esther!
Like you aaid!"
"On the condition we agreed upon."
“You mean Francois?"
"Yes."
"But, Esther—”
‘You know Francois is ths only
thing that keeps mo here in your
house. I care for him more than you
do, and I'm a better mother to him.
lie's to be mine—all mine, remember.
Y’ou still promise that?"
“Gladys wet her lips. Her green
eyes were still bright with their fran
tic apprehension.
"Yes—yes." she whispered.
Before Cordelia could even won
der what this unknown compact
might be, Gladys had whirled about
and had cringing fawning hands upon
her.
“You eee, I'm Just the victim of
had luck, Gordie, don't you? You
understand tha*. don't you, dear? And
you'll never tell what you've heard
tonight! Promise me you'll never tell!
Think how it would hurt me! Give
me your word!"
Cordelia remembered her mission
in this house, her obligation to Mr.
Franklin. Her reply was carefully
evasive.
"I give you my promise that I
shall never say a word to Injur# you.”
"Thank you, Gordie—oh. thank
you!” And then at once, her handi
menacingly crooked. she was glaring
at Cordelia in furious, euspicloui
hatred. “I don’t believe you! It'll be
just like you to tell Jerry Plimpton!
You’d play any trick to get him away
from me!”
'•Gladys!” Esther caught her arm
and pulled her backward.
Once more there was a awlft change
in Gladys. Again she cringed and
cowered.
"1 didn't mean It. Cordi*. I Just
went out of my head. That’e all—I
just went out of my head. If you'd
been through all I've been through
you wouldn't blame me for forget
ting myself occasionally.”
''You're coming straight to bed!”
ordered Esther in undisguised disgust,
and with a "goodnight” to Cordelia,
she led Gladys toward the door.
A Polite Mitchell.
Mitchell held the door open for
them, and bowed and whispered a
courteous, pleasant-toned "goodnight”
as they passed. Then be turned and
moved quickly back to Cordelia, and ^
smiled at her his provokingly Ironic
but good-natured smile.
“There are a few things si eiiil
have to say. you and I, Misa Mar
lowe. I shall call for you In 10 min
utes. I d rather like a ride in that
car of yours. You might change into
something suitable.”
With that Mitchell moved swiftly
out and closed the door.
CHAPTER XIV.
Mitchell's request, or command, ac
corded perfectly with Cordelia's own
desire. He bad not half revealed his
true character, she was sure of that.
She changed rapidly into a auit,
her thoughts racing exultantly. At
last she had the full secret of Rolling
Meadows which she had been commis
sioned to secure. Mr. Franklin w*ould
be surprised—she could imagine his
surprise when she told him—at the
promptness of her work, as well as at
the clever manner in which she had
stilled all suspicion by pretending
that her discovery was a pure acci
dent precipitated by a pardonable loss
of temper.
She wondered Just how Mr. Frank
lin was going to handle the formid
able yet indefinite force Mitchell was.
Of course, he would somehow quickly
rid Gladys of her incubus: that was
Mr. Franklin's business. She felt re
gret that she necessarily would re
ceive no public credit for her great
share in this service.
When a cautious knock sounded.
Cordelia opened her door and stepped
into the hall. Mitchell had exchanged
bis butler’s coat in favor of a dark
sack suit.
"Xo one will see us.” hs said,
"there'll be nobody stirring for hours.
But if we are seen, you can mention
casually that you had a headache,
thought a ride might cure it and ask
ing me to go along as a sort of foot
man to guard against the busy ubiqui
tous bandit who is making New York
famous. Of course," he added with
his mocking smile, "we might have
talked in your room—but a tete a
tete in your room at S a. m. with l
a man, and a butler at that, might
possibly have led to a scandal, and
God knows, we re not starving for
another scandal at Rolling Meadows."
Five minutes later the roadster was
flitting through the pearl-gray dawn.
They drove inland a few miles, turned
into a dirt road, tSen swung into a
track which led into an unfenced
woodland of the low scrub pine which
<m most of I.ong Island is the onto
i xcuse for forest. A hundred yards
within Cordelia stilled the motor in
Jit little spot that had been cleared
by fire. Above the scrawny, ignoble
trees the morning was stealthily push
ing up Its edge of salmon-pink.
She turned to her strange paseen
trer. Ills manner was courteous
enough, but he was regarding her
with that Ironical, whimsical, .chal
lenging smile which that night *b*
had seen for the first time bresl*
through his butler's mask.
A t}uiet Place.
"la this place quiet enough foe
your purpose"" she asked.
"It is perfection." he answered. " I
wish to compliment you on your cv.ic
,go in coming to so secluded a spot
with » man of my* character.
"Don't talk rot 1' she said shortly,
"Why do you wish to see toe
"Because 1 knew you wished ta
see me. and it Is my instinct to grai
Ify a lady 's ever wish. No. no-ex
cuse me—don't be angry. ' he sa t
quickly, as he noted the hot flash
in Cordelia's eyes. "I in sc used to
charting GUriys-lhat 1 get s'.atted \ m
tb.it manner before 1 think. 11 '«
asrioua No. no- too sertons, bill I 1
try to talk sense. 1 wanted to « *
yon. and sec you pixwnptly, bevau-e
I l thought we might bin- some w
terests in common. At least, n> r
|d -coxery 111. do y u a |x>«* ole • id i •
to my Intel,-- - So 1 thought we t
better talk things out "
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