Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 147, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 June 1912 — Page 3

Desperado Duke

By CLARISSA MACKIE

(Copyright, 1912. by Associated Literary ' Press.). "To think that I should come back to Montana again!”' Rose Carson sighed blissfully as Mr. Riddle droye into the yard of the ranch and skill* fully turned the spirited hones around by the side door; ; { i ; "We hope to keep you here this time, my dear!” he said as she sprang to the ground and rushed into the ample embrace of his wife. "My dear child! It's delightful to think that your fobllsh mother decided to go away again, and that you are sent back to us so soon. I am glad that your mother decided to go abroad—otherwise we would have had a lonely winter! Tell me, is Agatha going to marry that good-looking Englishman?” "> - -y Rose Carson laughed merrily at Aunt Ruth’B eager questioning. To both of them, Mrs. Carson’s numerous love affairs were a never-ceasing topic of interest. Rose’s mother was young and ridiculously pretty for a widow with a grown up daughter. She was indeed a frivolous, rather selfish i person, but withal so charming in fler self-interest that one could not be entirely vexed with her. This was the second time she had sent her daughter out to spend the winter with the Rlddles in Montana—Mrs. Carson had y been a Riddle—while th«| little widow calmly appropriated her comfortable Income to purposes of pleasure. , “Do you believe your mother will marry that Englishman?” repeated Mrs. Riddle, sitting down in Rose’s room while the girl removed the dust of the long ride from the railroad station. • ' “Dear Aunt Ruth, I really believe that mother will marry Mr. Chlcester before she returns to New York. I confidently expect to receive from her a perfectly charming little letter announcing that she has decided that It would be best for her future happiness and hoping that I will not feel too badly about It.” Rose’s eyes were very bright as she brushed her brown hair into shiny coils around her head. Mrs. Riddle was perturbed. ”1 hope y oU —you really would feel badly, wouldn't you, dear?” “Yes, and no,” answered the girl slowly. “Mother and I are so very different, you know. We don’t care for the same person or the same things. V could be perfectly happy here with you and Uncle Rob the rest of my lifewhile mother would be miserable if she had to stop here one night There’s the whole description of our characters in a nutshell.” “And you don’t care for New York —it does seem as though 1 people had such a good time there!” sighed Mrs. Riddle. • ' “They do and they get bored with It all. The people who really have a good time in New York are the visitors. I would rather live out here and be one of the visitors sometimes." “ReaHy, Rose?” “Cross my heart!” She smiled sunnily at Mrs. Riddle. “I am so glad, dear, because if your mother does marry her Englishman, Why Ralph and I .want you to come out here and make your home with us for the rest of your days if you wish, but I hope you will marry one of our splendid men and make a home for yourself.” r • i , Roße threw her arms around her aunt and kissed her tenderly. “I shall be so happy if you really want me —somehow I seem to be a misfit in New Y6rk. Out here, I feel as though I had come back home, that I am breathing my native air, that I have come into my own!” “Then If you marry one of our neighbors you will belong to us entirely. V hope there isn’t anybody back in the east”- : w, ~ Rose laughed light-heartedly. “Nobddy there or anywhere else, auntie!” “Then that’s all right!” declared Mrs. Riddle so emphatically that the girl laughed once more. Two months passed and October /■ama with crisp mornings, sunny -L noons, and long golden and pnrple afternoons. Rose Carson rode every day day, sometimes alone and occasionally accompanied by her uncle or one of his trusted men, *> ; I , ' > One. of these men from the Riddle „ ranch was a long, lean, sandy-haired individual! named Phtnny, who usual-, ly wore a dissatisfied frown as though the escorting of lovely young women along meandering trails bored him extremely. On the contrary be was Immensely flattered that Mr. Riddle had chosen him ss body guard to his niece. Mr. Phinney was fond of a Joke. -Who Is that?* ’inquired Rose one day as they met a man riding up the tf Mr. Phinney favored the atraagjr. with a scowl and received in return a look of amusement from a pair of dark bine eyes. ther/gent is none other than the L, greatest desperadc^ftfc*

-What hasn't he done? There yon have the answer,” returned Ift. Phi*“Look out for him. ma’am." he warned gloomily. “Why he would steal the very you’re riding on If I hadn’t been along!” . _ ; -I would run that risk Just the same,” said Rose rather haughtily, but afterwards when she wag in her own room she laughed heartily and later on grew quite sober. “He looked very grave and harmless —except for his blue eyes. I wonder—** ~t r After that Rose did not seem to care* to ride out even under the protection of Mr. Phinney, although she gave no reason for her sudden, resolution. < ■ ; f ' : : After supper one night while Rose s*L; at the piano playing very softly there came the heavy tramping of feet from the piazza and Mr. Riddle entered the room accompanied by the desperado, Duke Henderson. Rose flushed and gave her hand to the stranger as Mr. Riddle performed the introduction. “I’ll go and bring Mrs. Riddle,” said Uncle Rob, and he hastily departed, leaving Rose alone with the desperado.

Rose found herself avoiding the glance -of a pair of sparkling eyes, eyes that under happy circumstances might be very gay indeed; now they searched her face eagerly as If looking at something, and at her aif of constraint the eyes fell to a’ moody contemplation of the carpet. Rose wondered K he knew how handsome he looked sitting there in his cowboy costume, his strong brown fingers twisting his felt hat Into a dozen shapes. If he did know it. It gave him no pleasure, for once fie ; sighed heavily and again he glanced swiftly at her, and as their eyes met he resumed his stare at the floor. “It is a glorious night,” he said at last, —c “Charming.” Riddle says you’re going out for a * ride witfl him —he has been kind enough to say that I may accompany you. I hope you don’t mind?” “Oh, no!” she said hastily. “If you will excuse me I will go and put on my riding skirt.” He held open the door for her and, as she passed him, there might have been the slightest toss of her head. When Rose came down again she was a fair picture in a dust-colored habit with a felt hat perched on the back of her head. Mrs. Riddle waited In the piazza until the three had galloped out of sight, and she smiled with satisfaction as she returned to the parlor. “The little minx!" she chuckled throatlly. .* Henderson rode beside Mr. Riddle and left Rosa in peace on the other side of her uncle, None of them talked much' save the men, who spoke now and then in monosyllables, commenting on the condition of the country, and the abundant rainfall. Overhead the moon rode high in the blue arch of sky and before them stretched a boundless plain. All at once Mr. Riddle uttered * sharp exclamation and dismounted to discover that his horse had gone suddenly lame. There was nothing for them to fld but to return to the ranch. This Mr. T Riddle would not hear of. “I was going to take you on to Silver Springs, Rose. Now Henderson will escort you and I will wait here. R Is only a couple of miles farther on.” tv-

"But Uncle Rob. I’d rather not go,” protested Rose, hut Mr: Riddle Insisted, and so while Duke Henderson rode beßide her In grim appreciation of her grudgingly given companionship they covered the rest of the distance to Sliver Springs, and pulling their horses looked together into the sparkling sliver waters at their feet “Witches are abroad tonight” remarked Mr. Henderson. "Nonsense,” returned Rose sharply. “Ghosts may walk!” “Fiddlesticks.” * “1 knew a girl In New York who had her fortune told, one day—the seer prophesied that the girl would marry a bandit! What do you think of that?” , > y • Rose started violently as she remembered the remark of Mr. Phinney the first time they had met Duke Henderson. T am a bandit, according to Ben Phinney.” went on Mr. Henderson. “He takes pleasure In pointing me out to strangers as the prototype of Jesse James.” “He told me that Jesse James would have been proud to have had your record.” murmured Rose.-looklng down at the silver pooL “Yet you do not seem alarmed,” observed Henderson. “Of course not” ' ~. "That ‘of: course not’ Is the * first symptom I’ve had that you remember w© are old friends and that I kissed you once,” he said quietly. “Duke Henderson! how dare you remember that? Why—why I didn’t know you were going to do It—and I didn’t like it—l told you I hated you— I do—indeed i do! I don’t know what you are doing ant hero 1 -! thought perhaps I might—might—" Her voice trembled ominously. -And I knew that* you loved me all the time. Rose, and I’ve been hoping that you’d be true to yourself and own up that you do! You can run from one end of the world to the other, hut you can’t get away from loving me.” He slipped from his saddle and stood close beside her horse. . She looked down at him through sudden tears.'* , -.- “I’m lyimhiy Duke;” die whispered softly, and slipped down into his arms. When Ben Phinney saw the Uketoyero; he “Well—it didn’t take her long tP tame tfwit there desperado.” -

CHIEF MYERS IS MOST NATURAL BATSMAN

Manager McGraw of the Giants, says of* Chief Myers; “Myers is the most natural fitter I ever saw, even a more natural slitter than Wagner or Lajole. In spite of the fact that the chief cannot beat out slow hit balls, I look for him to bat around .400 this •year. Myers seems to hit the ball ;almost at will and drives out safeties

STORIES OF THE DIAMOND

Joe Kelly has been made captain of the St. Joseph team. Kansas City ha s released Chick Brandon to New Orleans. Joe McCarthy, Indianapolis*. utility man, has been passed down to Wilkesbarre. Catcher Higgins, former Chattanooga player, has been sent by Brooklyn to Toronto. Arthur Devlin, the Boston Brave, plays first base as if he takes to the position naturally. - Catcher A 1 Shaw has again notified Manager Isbell that he does not intend to play ball this year. \ r Catcher Fitzpatrick, sent by St. Paul to Mansfield in the Ohio State league, balks on going. * Look for Fred Clarke to get back in the game with the Pirates If that losing streak Isn't checked. Connie Mack Is sorely tried for pitchers. What of the many youngsters. we heard so much about? Jay Kirke of Boston surely is play-* Ing a great game. He is a speedy little player and can also swat that pill. The Mid-Coast , league, which has been “organizing" for six months, finally dropped Its plans for this season. In a game that lasted nearly three hours recently Kansas City and Milwaukee hurlers issued twenty passes. Manager Franfl lsbell twice In succession injected himself as a pinch hitter and in each case delivered a hit. It might be a good thing for the other clubs if McGraw would give Bugs 1 Raymond “just one more chance.” - _ .. -• v / Seven home runs and three donbles recently were made in a U. S. league game. Sounds like poor pitching hr a live ban. ' • ’ ? At the rate postponements are piling up there won’t be anything hut dou-ble-headers during the latter part of the season. With Red Dooin behind the bat, the Phillies seemed to reoover their lost backbone, playing and hitting -like real athletes. DBnny Claire, secured by Des Moines from Wichita, looks better in a Booster Uniform than he did in that of the flugbes team. ~ '* Pittsburg fans are wen pleased with their present line-up, but stm keep on hinting that Fred Clarke should get back in the game. - , - Vean Gregg, the Cleveland American pitcher, hart his left shoulder at New York ‘ while wrestling with George Kahler, a teammate. The Cleveland Naps are surely short on baseball, but they have some long names, Hohnhorst, Birmingham, Blanding and then some. C J Louis Bachant, secured by St Jo. eeph from Des Vetoes, is doing all tie Drummer’s hackstopping while <Gopeft and Castle are laid up. The freak game of the season to I data. was played by Jersey City and Toronto on May #, when ten pitchers were used, six by Jersey City and four fly Toronto. The Skeeters won by a {score of II to Improbably because tfeey used more pitchers.

Catcher Myers of New York Giants.

with the same ease a pitcher drives out fungo hits in batting practice. The National league twlrlers have all grown afraid of the chief, and whenever he comes up in a pinch he is walked. The chief dislikes such tactics, as he dearly loves to get a swipe at the ball and will hit it out if given a chance. (

M’GLYNN IS SOLD TO MOBILE

Famous Milwaukee Icon Man Is Re* leased to Southern Aaociatlon f Team by Manager Duffy. Btoney McGlynn, tfle famous iron man that was, whose steel arm almost pitched Milwaukee to a championship four years ago, is no longer a Duffydifl The veteran has been released outright to the Mobile club of the Southern association by Manager Duffy, McGlynn was the sensation of the league when McCloskey brought him here from St. Louis four years ago, and but for an accident the old boy sustained during the last trip the club

made, when he sprained his ankle In Louisville, would undoubtedly have pitched the Mackmen to a pennant. The enormous amount of work he did that year knocked him off his stride, and he'has been on the decline ever since. McGlynn still possesse a lot of his old cunning, however, and he* ought to shine in the southern country, where the weather may pot the iron hack in his arm.

Tigers Keep Their Promise.

What the Detroit players said after the strike was declared off: “We’re not going to loee anything; oar lines are going to tie paid; Cobb is going to be back with us soon; they’re going to protect us against insults from the stands—and we’re going to show the fans a real ball-playing club. We hope Washington works Walter Johnson tomorrow, the best pitcher they’ve got Watch us.” Well, didn’t they show it? They beat Walter Johnson, StoO. ... T

McGraw’s Salary.

John McGraw’s salary as manager of the New York Nationals for the next five years will total reasonably close to 1100,000. That sounds pretty big, but the SIB,OOO that McGraw receives for hi* salary in 1017 will no doubt seem pitifully smAll in comparison with what some of the moguls win get The salaries of managers are going to advance in the sett iff

EDDIE FOSTER A STAR

His Work Has Been Beneficial to ■ - Washington. -i.:.-.-Former Rochester Player Not Thought Good Enough for Now York Giants Has Proven Tower of Strength for Griffith. There are Innumerable instances where good ball players have been let out by one major league club only to become stars for another after a little experience in a minor league. Eddie Foster is one of these. The question Is often asked how Foster came to get away from New York. That club sept him to Rochester with the agreement that it would have the pick of the team in the fall. It is said that John Gansel, the manager of that club, gave it as his opinion that Foster would not be of any help to his team, and he then consented to the sale of Foster to Washington, a deal which he undoubtedly has had reason to regret. Maurice Rath furnishes another Instance pf where a good ball player was allowed to slip through the hands of two major league clubs and is now making good for the White Sox with a vengeance. Philadelphia and Cleveland both had Rath, but he made good for neither because he was not played at the position where he belonged. They tried him at third and be failed, while he appears to be & wonderfully clever player at second. What a wonderful difference the addition of one man can make in a ball team is proved in the case of Foster. While of course there have been many other changes in the make-np of the Nationals since last season, none of these appears to have been as beneficial to the team as the acquisition of Foster. He has filled a place where the team, has always been weak and by his clever work at the bat has filled even a greater gap. TO Foster belongs the credit for most of the victories the Nationals have earned this spring. When he has not taken a part In the offensive end of the game he has prevented disaster by his remarkable fielding around third base. With a player less capable than he covering that position, it can be easily figured that three or four of the games which have been won would have been defeats. On what he has shown this spring Foster Is a remarkably clever ball player in every respect, One wonders that a man of his ability should have spent so long a time in the minor

Eddie Foster.

leagues. Few third basemen have shown themselves In the same class with the little fellow, nor does it seem Reasonable to suppose that his showing has been a flash in the pan, tor he is keeping up his good work at a consistent rate. ; . \

Art of Stealing Bases.

"Stealing bases is not tor the fact of stealing bases alone,” said Fred Clarke In discussing Die running end of baseball. “It is a double-headed ax that works for or against you two ways. The fast man who steals bases not only advances himself toward the plate, but be unsteadies an opposing pitcher more or less and often helps the man who follows him to a base on balls. Stealing bases may bring bases on balls, bad throws and other fortunate points to your side, but the attempt may waste a run for you and cost the game.”

Demaree Wins Again.

Another thlrteen-lnnlng game was played in the Southern league, this one in Mobile, and it wa» won by the Gulls from Chattanooga, with Demaree pitching. In thirteen innings be allowed five hits. CbapeUe pitched a good game for the Lookouts.

If Cincinnati Wins Pennant.

"What would happen to this town If the Reds should happen to win the pennant?” asked one Cincinnati bug. “They’d have to. put a rubber roof on Longview” answered his friend between frantic cheers.

M§DK$ : wqm/R p.NESEnri C.Cotntiiq. Mrs. Winona B. Abbott, who has raised five, children, recommends putting the baby on snow or Ice to make It happy. Rest, little dear, in the Ice chert now, Snug as a chop, or a steak, or a roast; Mamma will sing you to somehow--Wonder which of us win chin the most! Tupk up your toes where the chilblains J Dear little nose—lt is nice and blue! Baby must go to the Sleepland afar; m Listen and mamma will sing to you. Woo-00-oo! Br-r-r-r! Woo-00-oo! The dear little chickens have found the: No beautiful Ice coaxes them to their rest;! The warm little calf In the pasture bawls; * And for a cold hummock of snow It Mils. Woo-00-oo! Br-r-r-r! Woo-00-oo! Shut, little eyes, while X crack more ice*,; Bleep thee, O sleep thee, my precious; Papa Is scolding each day of the price;' Think! It Is nearly eight plunks per; Mamma will sing to her pride and pet; Hark how her teeth chatter ”clack-ty- ! Just like an air on a castanet W Slumber, my darling, get sleepy quick!: Woo-00-oo! Br-a-r-r! Woo-00-oo! | The bees have gone home to their honey-. The drowsy June bug to his own perch; Bleep, little’ one, you are bard to hold And poor mamma’s arms are Intensely} Woo-00-oo! Br-r-r-r! Wbo-00-oof '1 ~ Rest thee, my angel; the Ice man comes! (I mean the sand man!) to shut you*Bleep, for poor mamma’s right arm now! And she would store you beside the pies.; Hush, now, my pet. You should not ob- j Therel ee frow she cries! And my theory* Come In the house and be sung to sleep.' Woo-00-oo! Br-r-r-r! Woo-00-oo! Mamma don’t know how It seenu^to^you You have melted the Ice—half.a. hundred-Woo-00-oo! Br-r-r-r! Woo-00-oo!

Pie.

There never hare been enough good; words said about pie. The late William Shakespeare expressed himself vividly upon almost! every other subject In the world except pie. Moses and Aaron, and Coke and} Blackstone gave us laws that are val-i uable in our daily lives, but they did; not consider pie in its relationship to the welfare of the human race. i Charles Dickens, Victor Hugo, Cervantes, Booth Tarkington, Baddington Macaulay and others have written the romance of life, hut none them has given pie its rightful place in the scheme of things. J|£ Pie has brought happiness and unhappiness into the family circle. Pie rightly made is a benlson and a blessing to the system that absorbs it Men who are running for office should appeal to the voters on the plank of “Free Pie,” and they cannot fail to win. . All pies are good, hot some are better than others. Some day a woman will run for president on her piemaking record and the suffrage ffiMgkifg tlon will be solved forthwith. ki|ga . —fa

A Mixed Gathering.

“Isn’t it a mixed crowd?” aafcefl l Madame ds Pompadour of Madame, dto.j S.a.l, .. the garden partr on th. Styx. “Yea, indeed” blithely responded Madame de StaeL "But what CO#f | you expect? All shades of society

A New Excuse.

Si-bool T cher—And why did the fact that Samson had bis hair Johnny—He hn * i to wait tor his tufll aS de shop an’ missed da battle. « -