Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 30, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 February 1912 — Page 2

The Daily Republican Every Day Except Sunday HEALEY A CLARK, Publisher*. ' ' *?-.■ : RENSSELAER, INDIANA. .J - -

THE GIRL from HIS TOWN

By MARIE VAN VORST

llhXr.tfaa. by «. G. KETTNER

{Copyright, 1910, by The Bobbs-Merrill Co.) SYNOPSIS. Dan Blair, the 22-year-old son of the fifty-mlllion-dollar copper kin* of Blairtown, Mont., la a guest at the English home of Lady Galorey. Dan’s father had been courteous to Lord Galorey during his visit to the United States and the courtesy is now being returned to the young man? CHAPTER I.—Continued. On the day of the shoot at Osdene, Dan dropped sixty birds. He tried very haijd not to be totri. pleased. "Gosh," he thought to himself, “those birds fell as though they were trained all right, and the other sports were mad, I could see it” He then fell to whistling softly the air he had heard Lady Galorey play the night before from the new success at the Gaiety, and finished It as his toilet completed Itself. He took up a gardenia from his dressing table and fastened it in bls coat stopping on the stairs on the way down to look over Into the hall where the men In their black clothes and the women in their shining dresses waited before going Into the * dining-room. The lights fell on white arms and necks, on jewels and on fine proud heads. Dan Blair had been in San Francisco and In New York, on short journeys, however, which his father, the year before, had directed him to take, but he had never seen a “show” like this. He came slowly down the broad stairway of the Osdene Park House, the last guest In the corner, where, behind her, a piece of fourteenth century tapestry cut a green and pink square against the rich black oak paneling, the Duchess of Breakwater sat waiting. She wore a dress of golden tulle which was simply a sheath to her slender body, and'from her neck hung a long rope of diamonds caught at the end by a small black fan; there was a wreath of diamonds like shining water drops linked together in her hair. She'was the grandest lady at Osdene, and renowned in more than one sense of the word. As Dan saw her smile at him and rise, he thought: “She is none too sorry that I made that record, but I hope to heaven she won’t say anything to me about it” And the duchess did not speak of it Telling him that he was to take her In to dinner, she laid first her fan on his arm and then her hand. And Dan, one of those fortunate creatures who are.born men of the workl when they get into it gave her his arm with much grace, and as he leaned down toward her he thought to himself: “Well, it’s lucky for me I have my head on tight; a few more of those goo-goo eyes of hers and It would be as well for me to light out for the woods ” Dan liked best at Osdene Park his chin-chins with Gordon Galorey. The young man was unflatteringly frank In his choice of companions. When the duchess looked about for him to ride with her, walk with her, to find the secluded corners, to talk, to play with him, she was likely to discover Dan had gone off with Lord Galorey, and to come upon them later, sitting enveloped In smoke, a stand of drinks by their side. . To Galorey, who had no heir or child, the boy’s presence proved the happiest thing that had come to him for a long time. He talked a great deal to Dan about the old man. Galorey was poor, and the fact of a fortune of ten million pounds possessed by this one boy was continually before his mind like an obsession. It was like looking down Into a gold mine. Galorey tried often to broach the subject of money, but Dan kept off. At length Galorey asked boldly: “What are you going to do with it?” On this occasion they were walking over from the lower park back to the house, a couple of terriers at their heels. “Do with what?” Blair asked innocently. He was looking at the trees. He was comparing their grayish green trunks and their foliage with the .California redwoods. A little taken aback, Lord Galorey laughed. “Why, that colossal fortune of yours."

And Blair answered unhesitatingly: “Oh, spend it on some girl sooner or ■ inter.” ; Galorey fairly staggered. Then he took it humorously. . “My dear chap, I never saw a sweeter, bigger man than your father. If he had been my father, I dare say I might have pulled off a different yard of hemp, but I must confess that I think he has left you too much money." »tere are a lot of fellows idy to look after it for me,” ered coolly. Before his could redden, he cohtinsee, dad took care of me AV ' . 5*J - -'i ■>'.

for twenty-one years all right, and whenever I-am up a stump, why all 1 have to do is to remember the things ho did.” . For the first tlmeaince his arrival at Osdene Dan's tone was serious, interested as he was in the older man, Dan’s inclination was to evade the discussion of serious subjects. With Blair’s slang, his conversation was almost incomprehensible. “Dad didn’t gas much," the boy skid, “but I could draw ’a map of some of the things he did say. He used to say he made his money out of the ■earth." The two were walking side by side across the rich velvet of the immemorial English turf. The extreme softness of the autumn day, its shifting lights, its mellow envelope, the beauty of the park—the age, the stability, the harmony, served to touch the young fellow’s spirits. At any rate there was a ring In him, an equilibrium that surprised Galorey. •‘Most things,’ dad said to me, 'go back to the earth.’ ” He struck the English turf with his stick. “Dad said a fellow had better buy those things that stay above the ground.” Dan smiled frankly at his companion. “Curious thing to say, wasn’t it?” he reflected. “I remembered it, and I got to wondering after I saw him buried, ‘what are the things that stay above the ground?’ The old man never gave me another talk like that.” After a few seconds Galorey put in: “But, my dear chap, you did give me a shock up> there just now when you said you were going to spend ‘all your money on some girl.”’ The millionaire took a chestnuffrom his pocket. He held it high above his head and the little dog that had been yelping at his heels fixed his eyes on it Blair poised it, then threw it as

far as he could. It sped through the air and the terrier ran like mad across the park. "I like girls awfully, Gordon, and when I find the right one, why, then I’m going to feel what a bully thing it Is to be rich." Lord Galorey groaned aloud. “My dear chap!” he exclaimed. The spell of the day, the fragrant beauty of the time and place and hourwere clearly upon Dan Blair. Lord Galorey was sympathetic to him. The terrier came tearing back with the chestnut held between his thick jaws. Dan bent down to take the not from the dog and wrestled with him gently. “Swell little grip he’s got Nice old pup! Let it go now!” And he threw the nut far again, and as the terrier ran once more Blair thrust his hands down in his pockets and began softly to whistle the tune of Mandalay. He said slowly, going back to his subject: “It must be great to feel that a fellow can give her jewels like the Duchess of Breakwater’s, ropes of 'em” —he nodded toward the house — “and a fine old place like this now, and motors and yachts and all kinds of stuff." His eyes rested on the suave lines of the Elizabethan house, with its softened gables and its banked terraces. Possibly his vivid imagination pictured “some nice girl” there waiting, as they should come up, to meet him. “I have always thought it would-be bully to find a poor girl—pretty as a peach, of course —one who had never had much, and just cover her with things. Hey, there!” he cried to the terrier, who had come running back, “bring it to me.”

They had come up to the terrace by this, and Dan’s confidence, fresh as a gush of water from a rock, had ceased. His face was placid. He didn’t realize what he had-said. From out of one of the long windows, dressed In a ( sable coat,her small head tied up in a motor scarf, the Duchess of Breakwater appeared fibe greeted them severely, and Lord Galorey heard her say under her breath to Dan: _ />'

The Duchess of Breakwater Appeared.

“You promised to be back to drive with me before dinner, Dan. Did you .forget?" " . s And as Galorey left the boy to make Tiis peace, the first smile of amusement broke over his face. He felt that the duchess had between her and her capture of Dan Blair’s heart the elusive picture of some “nice girl”—not much perhaps, but It might be Very hard to tear away the picture of the ideal that was ever before the 'blue eyes of this man who had a fortune to spend on her! CHAPTER 11. The Duchess Approves. His attentions to the Duchess of Breakwater had not been so conspicuous or so absorbing as to prevent the eagermothers—who, true to her word. Lady Galorey had invited down—from laying siege to Dan Blair... Lady Galorey asked him: "Don’t you want to marry any one of these beauties, Dan?” And Blair, with his beautiful smile and what Lily called bis inspired candor, answered: “Not on your life, Lady Galorey!" And she agreed: "I think myself you are too young." “No," Dan refuted, “you are wrong there. I shall marry as fast as I can." His hostess was surprised. “Why, I thought you wanted your fling first” . . _ And Dan, from his chair, in which, with a book, he had been sitting when Lady Galorey found him, answered cheerfully: “Oh, I don’t like being alone. I want to go about with some one. I should like a fling all right,, but I want to fling with somebody as I go.” The lady of the house was not a philosopher nor an analyst She had

certain affairs of her own and was engrossed in them and lived in them. As far as Lady Galorey was concerned the rest of the world might go and hang itself as long as it didn’t do it at her gate-post But Blair couldn’t leave any one indifferent to him very long, not unless one could be indifferent to a blaze of sunlight; one must either draw the blinds down or bask in its brightness. She laughed. "You’re perfectly delicious! You mean to say you want to be married at once and let your wife fling around with you?” “Just that" “How sweet of you, Dan! And you won’t marry one of these girls here?” "Don’t fill the bill, Lady Galorey.” “Oh, you have a sweetheart at home, then?" “All off!” he assured her blithely, and rose, tail and straight and slender. The Duchess of Breakwater had come in, indeed she never failed to when there was any question of finding Blair. Dan stood straightly before the two women of an old race, and the Americas: didn’t suggest any Hue of noble ancestors whatsoever. His features were rather conglomerate; his muscles Were possibly not the perfect elastic specimens that were those muscles whose strain and sinew.had been made from the same stock for generations. He was, nevertheless, very good to look on. Any woman would have thought so, and he bent his blond head as he looked at the Duchess of Breakwater with something like benevolence, something of his father’s kindness in his clear blue eyes. Neither of the noble ladies vaguely understood him. His hostess thought hint “a good sort,” not half bad, a splendid catch, and the other woman, only a few years his senior, was in love with him. The duchess had married at. eighteen, tired of her bargain at twenty, and found herself a widow at twenty-five. She held a telegram taker hand. “We’ve got the box for Mandalay tonight at the Gaiety, and let’s motor In." . ■ : r . cro CONTDrtnOAi .. i.’.l

NEW NEWS of YESTERDAY

Tale of Broken Appointments

Strange Way in Which Public Came to Learn of Operation on Presldent Cleveland’* Jaw While - Aboard Benedict’s Yacht In August, 1893, there was printed a newspaper report that told In detail of a serious operation performed •upon the upper left jatf of Presidqpt Grover Cleveland tyiiile he was at sea on the yacht of his friend, E. C. Benedict of New York. The report was in the best sense of the word sensational; the operation was the sole topic of national discussion. For some time thereafter the truth of the report was disputed by several newspapers, and it was thought advisable by those who were near President Cleveland at his summer home at Buzzard’s Bay to give out a qualified denial of its accuracy. But later, the late Daniel S. Lamont, then Cleveland’s private secretary, who was with Cleveland at- the time the operation’ was performed, confessed to, me that my account of the operation on the president was so amazingly accurate that it was impossible not to believe that It had been described to me by some one who was in the presidential party at the time of yie operation. The president had been taken to sea upon Mr. Benedict’s yacht chiefly for the purpose of surrounding the operation with secrecy. I have been asked many times how I obtained my information of the operation. This is the story,, which I am now at liberty to tell: Upon my return to my home from a brief vacation in August, 1893,1 found my family physician, the late Dr. Leander P. Jones o£ Greenwich, Conn., waiting to see me. Dr. Jones Was the physician of E. C. Benedict, of Henry O. Havemeyer, president of the Sugar trust; of Andrew Carnegie, when he lived in Greenwich, and of the Rockefellers when their home was in that town. He said to me as we met: “In the most extraordinary way I have learned that a vfiry difficult operation has just been performed upon President Cleveland. I can tell you the. story in detail without any violation of professional confidence. 4 “It so happened that I had a' patient on whom an Important, almost heroic, surgical operation, was to be performed. I engaged the services of one of the ablest surgeons in New York and the day and hour were fixed for the operation. I was greatly alarmed when this surgeon did not appear at the time set, nor did he appear until two days later, when the

Death Merciful to A. T. Rice

Appointed Minister to Russia, He Could Not Have Maintained That =■ Position, for His Onee Large Fortune Was Dissipated. Very few persons probably now remember the late Allen Thorndike Rice, and to the younger generation the name means absolutely nothing. Yet twenty-five years ago Allen Thorndike Rice was thought to have the most promising future of any young Republican of New York state and was deemed a more interesting and piquant character than even Theodore Roosevelt, with whom Rice was intimately associated in politics of the late eighties. He was Boston born, but lived for tri Any years in Europe and was a graduate of one of the English universities. He returned to the United States about 1876 when he was only 23 years of age. He was reported to be the possessor of a very large fortune, and of a scholarly as well as a practical turn of .mind, a reputation that be justified by buying the North American Review, the oldest and staidest of American periodicals, and by entering upon a career of practical politics. He was a candidate for congress in 1886, in a New York city district, but was defeated, and he gained national notoriety by his advocacy of the Australian ballot. He want in fact, the-first to bring that form of ballot to the attention of the American people.* Benjamin Harrison was one of Mr. Rice’s intimate friends and after Harrison entered the presidency be nominated Mr. Rice minister to Russia and the nomination was promptly confirmed. Rice, however, never went to Russia. He was taken ill three days before the date fixed for his sailing and died from some acute intestinal trouble. Mr. Rice was a personal friend of “the late William R. Grace, who was twice mayor of New York, and it was from Mr. Grace" that I learned the following incident of Mr. Rice’s last hours. “Late one afternoon I was in an elevated railroad train on my way home when I saw, across the aisle, but some distance from me, someone beckon to me,” said Mr. Grace. "In an instant I realized that it was Allen Thorndike Rice and that he seemed to be In distress. I hurried to him and saw that he was seriously til. He was suffering Intense pain. He toM me that had been stricken after

By E. J. EDWARDS

condition of my patient was desperate indeed. I asked him for an explanation of his delay and he gave it to me in these words: “ 1 went by appointment to New London, Conn., five days ago to perform a last resort operation. I had engaged Dr. Hasbrouck of New York city to meet me at New London and administer nitrous oxide gas to the patient Dr. Hasbrouck assured me that he would be in New London on a certain train, but he did not,come. I telegraphed to his office in New York and in reply was informed that his assistants did not know where he was. All they knew was that he had gone away a few days earlier to administer gas in a surgical operation, that he had gone "with the expectation of returning in the evening, but be had not come. » “ "The next day Dr. Hasbrouck appeared in New London. He found me In a very angry frame of mind; but he asked me not to criticise him until he had told his story. He then said he had been efigaged to go upon Mr. Benedict’s yatch to administer laughing gas to a patient who was to be

McKinley in Misfortune

William 8. Hawk’s Story of the Fortitude With Which the Ohioan Met Financial Disaster That Seemingly Ended His Caredr. William S. Hawk, president of the Ohio’ Society of New York city, one of the largest nf the state organizations of the metropolis, was for many years as intimate a personal friend as William McKinley had. The intimacy began in Canton, Ohio, which was the boyhood and early manhood home of Mr. Hawk. How close that intimacy was may be judged from the fact that Mr. and Mrs. McKinley invited Mr. Hawk and his family to become their personal guests at the White House at the time of McKinley’s inauguartlon as president Probably no one now living had better opportunities for observing McKinley in the privacy and the charm of his domestic life, or of learning what McKinley’s real personal character was, than had Mr. Hawk. “I always knew that McKinley had strength enough of character to meet courageously, without flinching, any emergency, however, serious; I was perfectly prepared for the fortitude and the beautiful resignation which

he entered the car aqd that he was afraid he would not be able to reach - his, hotel, “He seemed grateful when I offered to accompany him to the Fifth Avenue hotel, where he lived. I had to support him upon my arm down the elevated station stairs, and lift him into the carriage which I summoned. I feared that he would lapse into unconsciousness before he reached the hotel. After we got him to his room and put him on his bed he seemed a little easier, and when the physician came Rice brightened up a little, so that I felt justified in saying to him that I hoped he would-recover from the attack by the next day so that he would be in good shape to sail for Russia. “He looked at me with a pathetic expression and motioned me to bend over him; and when I bad done so he told me in a whisper that he never would get to Russia, and that it was probably just as well. v "After I left him I thought there was something unusually significant in his remark that it would probably be just as well if he did not go to Russia. I did not, however, fathom the meaning until two pr three weeks after Rice’s death. Then every one of his friends was surprised at the revelations* which were made when the examination of his estate was finished. We bad all supposed that Rice was a very rich man; we found that there was little or nothing left of his estate. He had some personal belongings—books and brica-brac—and he owned the North American Review, which 1 think cost him more to run 4han he received from It In the way of income. He must have realized, therefore, that as minister to Russia he would not be able to maintain himself In the style to which he was accustomed and which was necessary at the Russian court, for he was not the kind of man who could live upon his salary. So I have always believed that when he realized that he Was stricken with a mortal illness he also felt that he would by it be spared tiie humiliation of being unable to maintain tfip luxury and entertainment at the Russian court which his manner of life and his reputation as a man of wealth would have exacted “We were never able to tell how great a fortune he brought to Ifce United States, or how he had used whatever wealth he bad obtained.”! (Copyright, 1911, by EL J. Ed wares. AH

■. -•-. —* —7.. * operated upon there for some trouble. When the yacht was out at sea, he found that the patient was President Cleveland himself. He administered the gas and kept the president under the influence of It for several hours. Then jie wished to go ashore, but no pleading of his that they land him was listened to, since it was thought possible that another operation on the president might be necessary.* “Dr. Hasbrouck then described the operation in detail, and why it was made, to the surgeon who had employed him and whom I had employed,” continued Dr. Tones, “and this surgeon, in turn, described the operation to me. Now, I will tels you exactly what I have been told, and you are at liberty to use it publicly or not as you see fit I would advise you, how? ever, to see Dr. Hasbrouck, at his office in New York, before you write your story.” The next day I called upon Dr. Hasbrouck and told him the story of the operation as I had heard ft from Dr. _ Jones. He listened to me in amazement and the he said: “Some of the

he displayed after he was laid low by the assassin’s bullet His conduct at that time was exactly what I would have' predicted,” said Mr. Hawk recently. ■-M s '• “But I think, after looking back over my years of close intimacy with him, that possibly the finest example of his courage, of his ability to stand up against most grievous emergency, and embarrassment, occurred at a time when he was a guest at my home in New York city. "McKinley was then governor of Ohio. He looked forward to the future with confidence; he felt assured that the setback he had received through his defeat for-congress was only temporary. He was in the best of health and spirits. He was never more buoyant. And then, suddenly, there came a dispatch from Ohio informing him of the disastrous failure of a business associate. "I was with him when the came. He did not flinch when he read it. Yet I knew from his attitude the thought that was dominating his mind: this failure would make it necessary for him to give up his cherished public career—he would have to begin life all over again--he would have to make determined efforts to meet the obligations which his associate had assumed, for, whatever the law might say about some of them, nevertheless there was a moral responsibility attached to all of them. > "It was at this moment that Mrs. McKinley, to whom McKinley had Shown the dispatch, declared that he must take all of her personal fortune, or so much of ft as was necessary, in orfier to meet these obligations immediately. McKinley's only, reply was that it was incumbent on them to pack up their things ImmedP ately and take the first train for Ohio. And he said it smilingly and as calmly, outwardly, as though no great shadow had settled down upon him, as though his 'cherished political ambitions had been realized instead of shattered. “An hour or two later he bade me goodby. I knew that he was going back to Ohio confident that his public career was ended and with the full knowledge that be must begin all over again—that he had actually to go to work to earn an income sufficient to support Mrs. McKinley and himself. Yet in his countenance I could not detect the slightest hint of resentment, the slightest trace of sorrow, or any indication whatsoever of the crushing fiense. of disappointment that he must inwardly have felt to his belief that all his high hopes of a public career had been shattered. "Fortunately, as is well known, there were friends whp-were able to finance McKinley out of Iris difficulty; and how great was McKinley’s happiness when he found that it was not necessary for him to give up his public career no one need to be told.” (Copyright, 1911. by E. J. Edwards. All Rights Reserved.)

“Catching” Measles.

Paul D. Brooks, Norwich, Conn., states that the microorganism that causes meagles has not yet been discovered, but one may assume that it lives for a very short time outside of the body. Measles is about always communicated by the presence of an Infected person and rarely through clothing, a third person, or house infection. It is infectious from the be> ginning of the catarrhal stage. At present satisfactory , results are not obtained in its control by distofeotion. One should not neglect the catarrhal stage but must isolate cases as ’ soon as the first catarrhal symptoms appear.—Medical Record.

Wise Man.

“Why are you so particular to get a hearty supperr w<m ’ t ** hungry before I turn. quet tonight.”