Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 January 1912 — Page 2

The RING and the MAN

■ iynopsis. A foo~»h young tenderfoot becomes, fascinated with the bold, artful wife of a drunken prospector in a western mining town. They prepare to elope in a puna!ng blizzard but are confronted by the maudlin husband. He is shot by the wife, but the chivalrous boy pms ®. note to tne body taking the crime upon himself. In their flight to the .•railroad station the woman s horse falls exhausted: the youth puts her bn his own and follows hanging to the . stirrup strap. Seeing he is an impediment, the Woman thrusts her.escort lnto k. snow drift and rides on. Half-frozen he stumbles into the railroad station just as the train bears the woman away. Twenty-five years later, this man, Ge ° Sormly, is a multi-millionaire tn New York. He meets Eleanor Haldane, a beautiful and wealthy settlement worker, and co-operates with her ip her work. Gormiy becomes owner of a steamship line and finds himself frustrated in pier and track extension plans by grafting aidermen. backed by the Gotham Traction company. An automobile accident brings the Haldanes to his country home. Gormiy announces that he will be mayor of New York and redeem the city from # corruption. The political declaration -<rf=the merchant prince produced a trem codous sensation. The whole machinery *of the city’s detective force is to be used to dig up something damaging to Gormiy. The press heretofore unanimously favorable to the merchant candidate, under pressure, divides and the campaign waxes warm! A resolution Is Introduced granting a gratuitous renewal of the traction franchise. Gormiy offers ten million dollars for the franchise. Miss Haldane congratulates Gormiy on what she terms a new Declaration of Independence, and he makes an unexpected declaration of love. He Is shocked by the confirmation of nis suspicions that her father is the head and backbone of the notorious traction company which he is attempting to overthrow. Young Haldane discovers his father’s connection with the Gotham Traction company, and is incensed, in an Interview between Gormiy ana Hal- ' dane the latter practically offers his daughter’s hand as a bribe for Gormiy to withdraw. Gormiy refuses. In an interview with Gormiy Miss Haldane learns of her father’s baseness though Gormiy vainly tries to hide it. Members of the Ring find the woman for whose sake Gormiy declared himself a murderer and decide to force him to withdraw under threat of prosecution. The chief of police visits Gormiy, who makes a full confession of the truth- Young Haldane runs the gauntlet of the police and carries the confession to the newspapers for publication. By accident the newspapers find Bill Hamilton, one of the men who were at “Camp Kill Devil” and knew the truth about Gormiy. CHAPTER XVll.—Continued.

“Good!" exclaimed the editor. “That ain’t all,” said Colonel Bill triumphantly. “I got here a signed paper witnessed before Justice of the Peace Jennings, the only one we had, •Ad signed hy me and several other men, which swears they heerd Breeden say his wife killed him and that they seen this thirty-two bullet took out of his breast, the autopsy bein' public like the fun'ral. And it’s made out in due form.” ‘TVs quite satisfactory,” said the editor, glancing at it and passing it over to Shaw. “So you see we fellers kind o’ thought Fordyce done a man’s part in takin’ the blame on hisself, and I always kept these things. I thought they might turn up handy sometime." “You did well.” “And that ain’t all either,” said Col. Bill Hamilton. “What more have you?” “Well, Fve seen the woman. She’s alive yet” “Naturally she must have been'or they couldn’t have got this story from her,” was the answer. “Course. Well, the end (of the story’s this: Them people plunged south in that blizzard. We looked for ’em In the spring; but never expected to find their remains, ’cause it was more’n human flesh could stand, such a storm as that, and we naturally s’posed they’d both-died and got e’t up by the wolves when they was partly thawed out. But the other night I was takin’ a trip through the tenderloin—for observation purposes,” said Colonel Bill as the ghost of a smile flickered on the face of the night editor —“and I seen this woman and had an Interview with her. She’s plumb scared to death. The chief of police who got this stuff from her ’s frightened her out of her boots. But I, bein' an old friend of hers, managed to calm her down, and I got her to give me her story. She’s always been sorter that she served Fordyce the way she done. “I don’t know how it is, but somehow I got at the good side of her. You see these women are going straight to hell perhaps—although I . no inside information as to that—but however low they git and however bad they are, there’s always a soft spot in ’em somewhere. They're women stilt And I guess I must’ve touched the soft spot in her somehow or other; for she told me the truth. At any rate she confessed the whole thing to me, and she said furthermore than when them two was goin’ south fa the storm, her horse fell down and died, and that Fordyce got off his horse and she mounted ft, and he walked hisself hangin’ to the saddle strap, and she said that seein* that the remainin’ bronco was glyin’ out too, she shoved Fordyce down and galloped away and left him. And I got her signature to a paper confessln' IL” Again Colonel Bill had recourse to i.- “Here It is. Now if them don’t make a complete case for my old friend, I don’t know what else to do." the woman?” asked the afterhfihad examined the. last paper that Colonel Bill had submitted. “Well, you won’t find her,” said the •M miner slowly. “She’s pulled up

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stakes and hit the trail. 1 helped her, and I don’t mind sayin’ that I said I'd see her this thing. I don’t believe she could be caught where she's gone. I don't b’lieve there’ll be any pursuit made after her; but If she Is, she’s got tb be let go. Pete Breeden was a dog If ever there was one, and he deserved all he got. That’s all, I guess. Gosh! I’m dry!” "Mr. Abbott,” said the editor, "will you procure such refreshments as Colonel Hamilton is accustomed to take under such circumstances?” “You know the dope, boy. 1 want it straight too. Same's We had the other night.” “Yes, sir,” answered the reporter. “I’ll have It befe in a minute.” "Now, Colonel Hamilton,” said the editor, “you have rendered the people of New York, Mr. George Gormiy, and incidentally The New York Planet about as great a service as we could expect to receive from a human being. What you have said throws an entirely new light upon Mr. Gormly’s letter. He is in. a much more admirable position through you. Why, he appears in this like a hero. Mr. Shaw, will you put this matter in shape to accompany Gormly’s letter; while I comment editorially upon -it?” At this moment the cub reporter entered with bottle and glasses.

"I’m glad,” said Colonel Bill as he poured out a generous portion, "to be of service. After you’re all filled up," he continued as at his suggestion the two editors and even the cub reporter accepted a small drink from the large bottle, “we’ll drink health and success to my young friend Fordyce, which is now named Gormly, and damnation* to the chief of police and his gang!*’ And that was the kind of toast in which they could all heartily join. Whitefield had thought that the incident was completely covered and that nothing more could be added to the amazing story. Before the forms were finally locked, however, and the first edition went to press, the night editor, who still remained at his post, received a communication of such amazing importance that he inserted it after the editorial in large capitals, double leaded, as the completing touch to the most extraordinary announcement that he felt had ever appeared in The Planet CHAPTER XVill.’ Something to Live Up To. Gormly was usually an early riser; but on the morning before election day he slept until an unprecedentedly late hour. He was utterly worn , out with the strain of the campaign, anyway, and the occurrences of this last night had almost prostrated him. There was ordinarily nothing much to be done on the next day, the Monday preceding election day. One final meeting was scheduled for Monday night, and thtf WtW -j It was perhaps nine o’clock when he woke up. He was soon bathed and 'fressed. He had signaled, as was his

By DEARBORN MELVILL

“It’s All Right,” He Shouted.

custom, at the proper time for the serving of his simple breakfast. It was ready for him when he entered the dining room. Somes was there in attendance as usual. A pile of morning papers lay on the buffet. Gormiy made a step toward them; but himsalL --- - - - - ——- - "Why,” he thought, "should I spoil my breakfast by reading what the newspapers have to say on the important subject of my confession? The news will keep. Let me at least eat in peace.” “Beg pardon, sir,” began Somes deferentially; "but aren’t you going to look over the papers, sir, before you eat?” 7

“No, thank you, Somes. I can guess pretty well what they will say.” But Somes was unusually persistent as well as greatly agitated. He had been up early and had read every scrap in every paper. “I hope you’ll excuse me, Mr. Gormiy, sir,”.he- began; ''but I really think it’ll add to your appetite if you will at least look over The Planet, sir.” Gormiy shook his head and frowned a little. “That will do, Somes!” he said somewhat shortly. "I will see the papers later.” , After this somewhat peremptory remark, the man naturally subsided, though his Interest and excltgment were plainly visible in his nervous movements. He was usually the most delightfully cool and imperturbable of attendants. ’ „„„„ “You mustn’t take this thing so greatly to heart, Somes,” said Gormiy at last “Indeed, sir,” returned the man, "we’re all so set on having you elected, and other things, sir, that —” What he was going to say remained unsaid, for with that delightful op-, portuneness which can easily be compassed by chroniclers of such veracious tales, I now am pleased to record that the bell of the door of the apartm’ent cut across the further

revelations of Somes with a loud, clear ring. “See who it is, Somes,” said Gormly indifferently. “It’s been ringing all morning, sir,” said the man, turning to leave the room. “There’s been the greatest crowd of people here, reporters and newspaper men, and Mr. Watson, and a number of gentlemen who are campaigning for you, and* the street’s packed with people outside, too.” *Ts my friend the chief of police there?” “No, sir. But there’s aT squad of officers under a sergeant, and they’re making people that haven’t any business go on." ’Well, see who it is this time,” said Gormly as the bell rang again. ' Somes was back in a few minutes. “It’s the janitor, sir. He says the reception room down stairs and the hall’s filled with people asking to see you. He says the tenants of the building can’t get in or out, and he wants to know what to do.” Gormly glanced at the dock. It was half-past nine. ’ “Tell them that I will see them all at the store in the auditorium at halfpast ten,” he replied. “Tell them it’s useless to wait here now; that l can’t see anybody at present” 1 Gormly heaved a deep sigh as he finished his breakfast ‘Wen,” ho thought ‘Thave to face them, and perhaps the sooner the better. Now, for the papers.” He looked around for Somes; but that functionary had not yet appeared. He piisiieu oacK ms cnair, rose, waited over to the buffet and picked ap the first one. Somes bad been careful to see that the top of the pile and the,

place of honor was occupied by Th* New York Planet From the headlines, Gormiy saw, as he supposed he would, that his letter and the accompanying story covered the effffre first page. lie had scarcely glanced at It when Somes re-entered the room, if possible in greater agi ration tfiaaT ever. ’ “Beg pardon, sir,” he began, his usual method of address. "Well, what is it?” "There’s two people in the drawing room asking to see you.” "But I thought I gave you orders not to admit anybody, to tell every-’ body that I would see them at the auditorium in the store at lialf-past ten?" "Yes, siiv’you did, sir. But I couldn’t Very well keep these people out.” “Tell them I am busy,” said Gormiy. “I have no time for anonymous callers.” *Beg pardon, sir," said Somes again; “but really, Mr. Gormiy, If you’ll excuse me, sir, this presumption, you must see them.” “Are you mad?” asked Gormiy. “Nearly, sir,” answered the valet truthfully. Gormiy looked at him curiously. There was so much excitement and nervousness in the man’s manner, and yet it seemed to be a rather cheerful excitement, too, that it seemed to presage something of Importance. At any rate, after a moment’s reflection, the merchant decided from the strangeness of the situation that he would see the people mentioned.

As Gormiy entered the sunny, cheerful drawing room, the occupants rose to greet him. One was young Haldane, the other was his slater. Haldane was intensely excited. He rushed at Gormiy with the enthusiasm of a boy; grasped his hand, and wrung It frantically. “It’s all right,” he shouted. “It's turned out better than anybody could have expected.- It’s killed the opposition dead. Everybody is for you now.” Gormiy heard him as in ’a dream. He allowed him to shake his hand as he might have shaken a pump handle, could that ancient and useful article have been found in New York. He was looking with all his soul in his glance at Eleanor Haldane, who had not come forward, but stood by the chair in which she had sat, her hands tightly clasping the low back of it The color that had flooded her face when she first saw him had subsided almost as quickly as it had coine. She was very pale and trembling. Thoughts, strange, bewildering, rushed through Gormly’s mind. What could Miss Haldane be doing there? What did she want? Why had she come? She bad of the incident. He remembered that her brother had taken her one copy of his letter last night. What did her presence mean?

“I just came down here,” continued young Haldane, “to tell these things to relieve your anxiety, and to bring Eleanor. She wanted to see you about —well, you know about what, of course, and —” Gormly did not know at all; blit he nodded vaguely. “Of course, by this time you’ve read all about it in The Planet. That old miner came in like a scene in a play. It was perfectly splendid, and I suppose,” he looked meaningly at his sister, his glance calling the color once more to her pheek, “that you have read the other communication, which is scarcely less important.” Gormly stared at him in utter amazement. “I must say,” he continued mischievously, “that for a man who is getting everything he wants as you are, you are singularly undemonstrative about it.” “Mr. Gormly,” Interposed the woman, “I don’t believe that you have read the morning papers?” “Not yet, Miss Haldane.” “Oh!” cried the girl In great die may. “By Jove!” exclaimed the young man, “to think of it! I should have had the first copy from the press brought to me if I had been in your place. Well, then, I’ll tell you the whole story. Or you’ve got it in The Planet can read it yourself. We’ll excuse you while you glance over it; won’t we sis?” *T don’t understand,” said Gormly, lifting the paper slowly. He had not yet taken his eyes off Miss Haldane. “On second thoughts,” said the young man, “I guess Eleanor had better tell you herself. If you’ll excuse me, you two, for a few moments, Hl go into the library.” “Livingstone!” cried the girl Imploringly; but her brother only laughed a> he left the room, carefully closing the door behind him. “What is it that I am to be told. Miss Haldane?” asked Gormly, stepping toward her, paper still in hand. Miss Haldane was in a dilemma. She had been surprised when he had entered the room that Gormly had not greeted her differently. Her position was a tremendously difficult one at best, and his failure to read the paper had rendered it almost insupportable. J “1 think.” She faltered at last, "that I had better go. You can see me later in the day, and—’’ “No,” said Gormly resolutely, “you must not go yet You came down here for some purpose That fact that I have not read the papers seems to have affected you strangely. If you will give me five minutes, I can look them over and perhaps obtain some clue to your conduct; but I would rather you would tell me xhat it ia, do what you were going to do, say what you were going to say when you came in, than try to find out froiq the newspapers." r - -- (TO BK COMTINUKD.) The man who believes ignorance is bliss, isn’t “wise” to his own folly. V-i

TRIFES OF THE WARDROBE

USEFUL LABEL CASE ARTICLE THAT WILL BE APPRECIATED BY TRAVELER. Directions for Making a Simple Little Case for Holding Luggage Labels —Art Linen May Be Used to Advantage. It Is a carious coincidence that lug; gage labels never seem to be at hand when they are required, and for that reason only it is well worthy while to make a case for them that may be hung up at some particular spot on the wall in a spare room or box-room, where they may be always found whenever they are Wanted, and the case WQuld make a very nice little present I We give, therefore, a sketch of a handy case for this purpose, that may be carried out in art linen, colored for preference, as it'will show marks less easily. It can be cut out entirely in one piece, and the two ends folded over so that they form pockets, and then sewn down at the sides. The case should be lined and is bound throughout at the edge with narrow ribbon. The two sides shoujd be stiffened with pieces of cardboard sewn in between the cover and the lining. In the center, for the space of about an inch, there should be no cardboard, and this space is indicated in the left-

hand sketch by “A,” and it is at this point that the two sides of the case fold together. At B and Br-a loop of silk cord is sewn, for suspending the case from a nail in the wall. The right-hand sketch illustrates the case closed and hung up. The words “Tie-on” are worked on one pocket and “Adhesive” on the other, while on the front of the case, the words “Luggage Labels” are embroidered, and the remaining space filled up with a small conventional design. A little case of this kind is not only of use at home, but for traveling purposes it will also be found very valuable.

A Use for Old Stockings.

Save all old stockings, and. when you have a number collected, cut off the feet and cut open the legs; stitch four or five legs together according to the size cloth you desire. They make excellent cloths to use around the stove or for oiling or waxing floors. After using these my maids don’t care to use any other kind. — Harper’s Bazar.

HOW TO CLEAN SILK GOWNS

Gin and Water Cure Among the Infallible Remedies for Soiled Silk and Satin. Now that black and dark colored silks are again in fashion it is wise to use our grandmothers’ remedies tor cleaning them —in the days when a silk gown was a real possession. Among the infallible remedies so s cleaning black satin or silk which they knew of there was the gin and water cure. A sponge dipped in a mixture of this was used to remove the shine and clean it thoroughly, the silk being afterwards ironed while still damp. In order to keep woolen dresses and skirts in good condition and freeing them from dust, every woman kept a cato’-nlpe-tails of ingenious manufacture, with which she flagellated the gowns which were used for street wear. This instrument of torture was made of a short stick, to the end of which narrow strips of leather were attached. With It the material received a thorough beating on cleaning day. An old-fashioned method of cleaning white kid gloves which had lost their first freshness as the result of a ball or a visit to the play, without being absolutely soiled, consisted in cleansing them with white soap. Pure eastile soap, procured at drug stores, was merely dipped In water and then rubbed over the finger tips, the gloves having In the first instance been drawn over ! The soap, without being wet, clung to the kid, and this was finally rubbed off with a piece ul very soft flannel,

HANDY HOT WATER CAN COSY

panying sketch, and it is cut out in fbur pieces and edged at the seams with a blue and white cord. The letters contained in the words “hot wir ter,” can be cut out of any thin colored material and appliqued In their places on the blanketing before the cosy is made up. It should be large enough to lit loosely over the can, and the piece of blanketing which is sewn in betweer the two side pieces should be a little wider than the width of the can.

Black and White Hats.

Crowns of white felt with black velvet brims, vice versa, are among the simplest developments In the modiste black and white hats. Numbers of picturesque velvet hats, which' would otherwise be sable-hued throughout, show crown coverings of heavy white lace or brim trimming of the same lace. A typical example of black and white millinery has the high, conicalshaped crown of ermine, and this is welded to the narrow brim op black velvet by a deep bamd>pf coarse, very slightly tinted lace, a smgle erect and particularly handsome black ostrich plume uprising from a coquettish rosette of velvet. . -

Claret Colored Revers.

Another charming costume in the showrooms is of gray diagonal tweed, with a faint red line running through it and collar and cuffs of the genuine old world claret velvet, while there are tall pyramid buttons in carved red and black pebble in different sizes. A beige costume, worked in a thick wool embroidery, is fashioned with a Louis XVI. coat and has lapis lazuli collar and revers and a flottant panel edged with wool fringe, while a rich ottoman costume, with a dainty chiffon corsage to match, is carried out in a lovely cold shade of bluish purple, and is heavily trimmed with, silver fox.

the result being sufficiently satisfactory- to enable them to be worn once more without undergoing cleaning with beniine or other spirit.

BRAIDED TOUCH FOR GOWN

Ingenious Girl Produces an Original and Unique Effect In Her Afternoon Gown. i *. Seeing in the shops the tiny narrow bands of folded' black satin, with their long silken or heavily beaded tassels, used as a neck finish, a cerorlglnallty. to her new afternoon gown by making, to go with It, a tie and girdle of braided folds of black satin. , ' The little tie was of the usual three strand braiding, the satin strips being very small and carefully blfndstitched along the entire length, It. was long enough to go around the neck and hang almost to the waist, the ends being worked into a clever little “rosette,” with a.jet beaded center. Another tiny medallion covered the black motel “snap fastener” which held the tie together at the base of the collar in front. For the girdle slightly wider strips ofsatln were prepared, and she rubbed up her memory of lessons taken in raffia braiding for baskets. The braid, when finished, was more than an inch wide, was fastened at one side under a medallion similar to but larger than the ones used for the tie, and the ends hung neaflytO the edge of the drees skirt, being also finished with rosettes, from which hung black silk tassels.