Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 224, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 September 1912 — Page 2

AS SEEN UNDER A TARNISHED MOON

Neither Water Sprite Nor Spirit of Lake.

By KATHERINE HOPSON.

Wh en\K en n eth Maldon, tennisgarbed and carrying a racket, passed down the sandy, pine-bordered road leading from Sandoon hotel to the tenis court, he saw, instead of the athletic figure of Jean McNarth, who had agreed to join him there in a game,' a sunny-haired, organdy-clad vision seated on the bench in an attitude of strained expectancy. At his approach she rose and began to spell rapidly on her fingers and to motion across the lake. “Deaf and. dumb!” he ejaculated, and mentally called down - maledlctions on the faculty for not including the mute alphabet in his college course. “Where are your friends?, May I not see you to the hotel?” he began confusedly, and motioned in that direction. Her blue eyes watched' his hands, and she shook her head, again pointing toward the lake. He motioned inquiringly in the direction of Glen Echo, a small summer nodded a relieved smile breaking over her face. r~ “If I could only find out who she Is, and why she happens to be here alone!” he exclaimed, and vainly searched his pockets for pencil and paper. “Of course those articles are missing when I most need them. Well, anyway, it’s evident she wants to go across the lake.” By the water’s edge was tied a small rowboat and he led the way thither, pointed toward it, then again motioned questionlngly toward Glen Echo. She nodded, so he helped her into the boat, untied it, took the oars, and they started in that direction. The boat was supplied with cushions, and she leaned back like a confiding child. Though hatless, she carried a pale green parasol which brbught out the exquisite shell tint of her cheeks. Occasionally she glanced up with a smile, but for the most part kept her blue gaze downcast and watched the water, aB she trailed one little hand among the lily pads. After Maldon had guided the boat into the current, he put down the oars, rested against the cushions, and took out his pipe which he held up inquiringly. She shook her head, so he lighted it, and watched her through .the smoke. - “I don’t care to stare her out of countenance Just because she cannot speak or hear, but the temptation is jgreat,” he breathed. Perhaps her ‘fluffy femininity made a stronger appeal because of the fact that khaki and camping outfits were the rule, among the girls at the mountain resort where he was spending his vacation. ' “Such loveliness, and such an affliction!” he said. Every once in awhile, forgetful of the fact that she could not hear, Maldon broke out with a remark; but she paid no heed, unless she happened to be glancing that way, then she would give a . brave, pathetic little smile. Drooping, silver-leaved poplars bent over the water’s .edge, and the two seemed alone together on the heart of the lake. Over all was that peculiar silence, which, in lonely places, precedes the sunset All too soon for Maldon, they gained the opposite shore, and regretfully he helped her to alight He started to lead the way in the direction of the settlement of Glen Echo, but she shook her head and started down a winding path leading among the pines. When she had gone several rods she paused, and, standing on tiptoes with, a butterfly motion, placed one hand on his arm, the other against his broad chest, and touched his forehead with a soft, light . kiss. Then she gathered up her fluffy skirts and ran like some wild creature of the forest, and disappeared among the trees before the surprised man realized what had happened. In a moment he plunged after her, but all his eager, earnest search proved fruitless. The girl seemed gone from the face of the earth. Forgetful that she could not hear, he called and implored her to come back. Until darkness fell he searched, then retraced his steps back to Glen Echo, but nothing had been seen or heard of a girl who answered his description, and he was obliged to recross the lake with the mystery unsolved. Next day he returned, and for several succeeding days he made himself a nuisance with his attempts to find some trace of her. With a young man’s usual fear of ridicule, be said not a word about it to the other boarders at the hotel where he was staying. Jean McNarth, a lifelong chum, alone was taken into his confidence. Though sympathetic and interested to a satisfying degree, she could offer no solution. “Maybe she was a water sprite, or spirit of tbs lake,” she laughingly suggested; but promised to lend him her aid. JL ws»... .gaL-ftS^ l the days had lengthened into a week that a trace of her wan found. £ I—l . “The first of the week there was a bunch of college girls having a house party at the old Clemmons place, on the other side of-the hotel.” remarked Bam Clovis, the Sandoon postmaster "They’re aQ like# lookin'; and the’ young woman you describe may oe in

ter they mak« when they come tor their mail, they ain’t none of 'em deaf and dumb.” “You say they were here the first of the week; are they gone now?” demanded Maldon. < “Gone for awhile. Another girl on the other Side of the mountain invited them to finish out the week with her on the ranch. But I understand the whole bunch are cornin’ back ’Saturday night to attend the hop at the hotel where you’re stoppin’.” No further news was to be obtained from the old man; so Maldon was obliged to possess his soul in patience till the night of the dance. “Her affliction makes no difference to me; her eyes and her Bmile make up for all.” -—. / Saturday night he was on the hotel veranda when a large car drove up and six girls alighted. They made a pleasing picture, but with their long coats and enveloping veilß he could not distinguish one from the other. He stationed himself where he could see them come from the dressing room, and as he waited he felt the reaction from his keyed-up hopes. "Probably I am mistaken, and she isn’t in this crowd. It Is unlikely that I shall ever see her again. Oh, why., did I meet her, only to lose her so soon?”. He glanced out at the happy couples strolling up and down In the soft summer night, then, up at the moon which, to him, looked tranished and dull. “The light seems to have gone out," he said. ~ ~ So preoccupied was he that he looked up with a start at the sound of Jean McNarth’s voice saying: “Miss Lander, let me present Mr. Maldon.” He found himself looking into the blue eyes of a lady-idyl girl. "I’ll let Lillian do her own explaining," mischievously added Jean, and left them alone together. “I think I do owe you an explanation, Mr. Maldon,” laughed Miss Lander. For a moment he stared at her in blank amazement. “You —you speak?” he bluntly asked. “Quite fluently, I’ve been told," she gayly responded. His dazed faculties awoke with fervor. “We cannot talk here without interruption. Let us go where it is more quiet,” he suggested, and led tho way to a cozy corner of the veranda. ' - ■* * ■ “Really, Mr. Maldon, I owe you a big apology," she began when seated. “It all must seem like a dreadful mystery." “A delightful mystery—but perplexing.” “Walt till I tell you all,” she dimpled. “You see it is part of our seliority initiation to pose in some unknown place as being deaf and dumb, and trust to the first person we meet to guide us back in safety.” “But the disappearance act! How did you elude me?” “Just behind that big clump oP pines near where-we were standing is a hole among the rocks leading to a natural cave. There the other sorority girls were waiting for me. You kept us in captivity a long time that day while you scoured the woods.” “I couldn’t find a single trace of you and at last would have sworn it was all a dream if it hadn't been for—the end.” At the mention of that, she flushed a little. “We are obliged to thank our guides that way," she shyly explained. “In that case, I should like to be your guide—always,” he laughingly declared, but his keen eyes were very earnest. This time it was Maldon who took the initiative, and it was she who was surprised. And the old yellow moon, which a short time before had seemed to him so dull and tarnished, now shone brightly. (Copyright, 1912, by Associated Literary Pres's.)

LAST OF THE SAXON KINGS

Death of Harold Left Norman Conquerors Free to Seize the Realm of England. On rush the Norman knights. But Harold is already in the breach', rallying around him hearts eager to replace the shattered breastworks. “Close shields! Hold fasj!” shouts his kingly voice. Before him were the 6teeds of Bruse and Grantmesnil. At his breast their spears; Haco holds over' the breast the shield. Swinging aloft with both hands his ax, the spear of Grantmesnil is shivered in twain by the king’s stroke. Cloven to the skull rolls the steed of Bruse. Knight and steed roll on the bloody sward. But a blow from the sword of De Lacy has broken down the guardian shield of Haco. The sword of Sweyn is stricken to his knee. With lifted blades and whirling maces the Norman knights charge through the breach. “Look up. look up, and guard thy head!” cries the f atal voice of Haco to the king.At that cry the king raises his flashing eyes. Why halts his pride? Why ’’drops the ax from hi# hand? As he raised his head, down came the hissing death shaft It smote the lifted lance; it crushed into the dauntless eyeball. He reeled, he staggered, he fell back several yards, at the foot of the .gorgeous standard. With desperate hand he broke the head of the shaft and left the barb, quivering in the. anguish. .. •; ; ' ... Gurth knelt over him. V, “Fight on!” gasped the king. “Conceal my death! Holy Cross. England to the rescue! Woe—woe!”' Rallying himself a moment, he to bis lent, clinched bis right hand, and fell cnce more—a corpse. —From Bulwer Lytfons "Harold.” *

CONSIDERABLE interest attaches now to the children of the new emperor of Japan, a photograph of whom is here presented. From left to right, they are Crown Prince Nyehinomiya, Prince Temomiya and Prince Apfunomiya. *

IF ELECTORS FAIL

Suppose They Do Not Elect Any , One for President. House of Representatives Would Have Next Chance, and If No Candidate Had Majority of’ States, Vice _* President Would Occupy White House. By E. W. PICKARD. Washington.—Of course your presidential candidate will be elected, but just for the sake of an argument let us suppose the electoral college were so divided that no one candidate received a majority. The possibilities in s,uch a case are interesting. The fathers of the country who framed the constitution provided that the electors “appointed” by the states should vote on candidates for president and that the one receiving the largest number of votes should be president, and the one getting the next largest should be vice president. This worked very well for the two elections of George Washington, for there was really no opposition to him. But In 1796 John Adams was-the candidate of the federalists and Thomas Jefferson of the Democrat! c-RepublLs cans, and though Adams was elected president, Jefferson, his leading rival In the politics of the day, received the second largest vote and was seated in the vice presidential chair. This was embarrassing to both of them, and the system was so generally unsatisfactory that the constitution was amended in time for the election of 1804. In accordance with the new plan, which Is still followed, the electors vote for president and vice president by separate ballots and a majority is required in each case. If no candidate for president has a majority vote in the electoral college, the house of representatives Is required to proceed at once to elect a president from the leading candidates, not to exceed three in number. The house must vote by states, each state having one vote. Similarly, if the electors fail to elect a vice president, the senate chooses a man for the place from the two leading candidates. John Quincy Adams was elected president by the house in 1824. Now come in some of the interesting possibilities of this most interesting political year. Republicans and Democrats alike declare that they expect to capture a majority of the electoral! college, and the Progressives are not behind the older parties in their claims. If the results of the election bear out the predictions of the managers of these three parties to any considerable degree, it is easy to imagine the electoral college so divided that no one will have the requisite

PICTURE WAS NEVER TAKEN

Late Emperor of Japan Refused _to Break Rule for Pho«V tographer. London.—'The death of Emperor Mutsuhito of'Japan has led to the publication of the story of an interesting and expensive journalistic enterprise that failed. The Dally Mirror says that to obtain a photograph of the late-Emper-or one of its photdferaphers, who was in China at fRe time of the recent re hellion, visited* Japan. He found he had an impossible task "Before I left China to go to Japan,” he writers, “1 had guessed something of the difficulty there would be In trying to obtain permission to photograph the Mikado and. the royal family. “The was laid before the Mikado personally, asd the secretary’s reply was to the effect that Ms Majesty could not see his way to break the ordinary rule. He had added that If t had. made inquiries beforehand I could have saved myself

CHILDREN OF JAPAN’S NEW EMPEROR

majority. This would throw the election into the house of representatives, and again it would be nO severe strain on one’s Imagination to fancy the house also about equally divided among the three candidates. For instance. though this is not a political prophecy, suppose the state delegations, voting as units, stood as follow's: For Wilson—Alabama, Arizona, Arkansas, Florida, Georgia, Louisiana, Maryland, Mississippi, North Carolina, New Jersey, New Mexico, Oklahoma, South Carolina. Tennessee, Texas. Virginia—l 6. For Taft—Colorado. Connecticut, Delaware, Idaho, Kentucky, Maine, Massachusetts. Nevada, New Hampshire, New York, Ohio, Oregon, Rhode Island, Utah, Vermont, Wyoming—l 6. For Roosevelt—California, Illinois, Indiana, lowa, Kansas, Michigan, Minnesota, Missouri, Montana, Nebraska, North Dakota, Pennsylvania, South Dakota, Washington, West Virginia, Wisconsin--16. That, or any division anywhere near it, would result in a beautiful deaddock, for the constitution says a majority of all the states shall be necessary to a choice, though a quorum consists of a member or meinbers from two-thirds of the states. Again quoting from the Twelfth amendment: “And if the house of representatives shall not choose a president, whenever the right of choice shall devolve upon them, before the fourth

SON 39, PADDLED MOTHER, 21

Reproof for Attending "Movies” Starts Row With Wife of Sixty-Five-Year-Old "Dad.” New York. Twenty-one-year-old Mrs. Madeline “Gray, blonde, petite and charming. Invoked the law to make her stepson, Charley, behave himself. Charley is 39 and too big tb be spanked. The “movies” caused all the trouble. Or maybe matrimony was to blame. A week ago today Madeline was married to Richard Gray by Alderman James Smith in Borough Hall, Brooklyn. Maybe Smith is to blame Richard Gray is 65 and a widower of eight months’ standing. He took his bride home to 864 Gates avenue! Richard is a milk Inspector and has to be ont nights inspecting. Last night Madeline went to the movies and When Mrs. Gray got home Charley reproved her. She started to exercise her parental authority and then she says her stepson “paddled” her. “Do you want to say anything to your stepmother?*’ asked Magistrate McGuire, thinking the trouble might be patched up. “Madeline,” said Charley, "I want

the Journey to Japan. To photograph the' Mikado, he said, was absolutely impossible. The pictures that appear of the emperor are reproductions of drawings. “The secretary regretted that I had had the journey for nothing and finished up by asking me to dinner In the friendliest fashion. So sacred, apparently, was the Mikado’s personality that his head did not even appear on either coins or stamps.”

New York. —Peter J. Stafford has captured a frog one and one-half pounds. It is fifteen inches long and ten inches in girth. Experts at the Bronx zoo say the frog is worth 81,000

Peril} Amboy, N. J.—While leaving the church here after her wedding ceremony, Mrs. Mary P. King was arrested on the charge of forgery Her husband, Paul King, disowned her at

Value Frog at $1,000.

Woman Arrested at Altar.

day of March next following, then the vice president shall act as president, as in the case of the death or other constitutional disability of the president.” Now. while the house was trying in vain to elect a president, the senate would be choosing the vice-president, and for this purpose the senators vote as Individuals, two-thirds of them being a quorum and a majority of the whole number necessary to a choice. They are restricted in their choice to the two who receivedthe highest vote in the electoral college, and still for the sake of argument we will take it for granted that Jameß Schoolcraft Sherman would be one of those two Whom do you suppose the senate, as at present constituted, would select? Mr. Sherman, possibly, and there would be “Sunny Jim” planted In the White House as chief magistrate of the United States for four years! Whoever expected; that? Of course the Progressives in the senate might combine with the Democrats and elect Governor Marshall of Indiana. Or, again, the Democratic senators might find their chance to defeat their old time rivals lay in a combination with the Progressives and the election of Hiram Johnson of California would be the result. And we have the word of Colonel Roosevelt that Governor Johnson is of real presidential caliber. Only it must be borne in mind that the vice presidential candidate who runs third In the electoral college is out of the race for good.

you to promise that Rafter you go home from here you will always be a good mamma to me.” Madeline's giggle was lost In the uproar. The court thought the Gray family had better go home and see If It couldn’t behave itself without the law. “My stepson’s father Isn't anything like hiß child," said Mrs. Gray. “They’re as different as day and night.” '

CITY IS BEING MODERNIZED

Riga, Near the Baltic Sea, Is Fast Becoming a Busy Industrial Center. St. Petersburg.—The ancients city of Riga. on the River Dwina, near the i Baltic sea. Is undergoing a wonderful' change. The place was founded in 1201 by the Knights of the Sword, a German order instituted to convert the Letts and Esthonians. It became in time & fortress of considerable strength. It did not lose the appearance of a mediaeval town until 1857, when its masonry walls were torn down. When Napoleon invaded Russia more than a century ago the governor of Riga burned 2,000 houses. Riga is now being converted into a modern industrial cjty. The centuriesold moat has been turned into a picturesque canal, and its banks have been planted with ornamental treeß dnd shrubs, to provide a popular promenade. The old, narrow, winding streets of the inner town are being widened and straightened. The suburban quarter, for so long a collection of wooden huts, "Is being built over Into large apartment houses. Several squares and public gardens and buildings are being constructed. One of the squares is used as a military parade ground. On it is the Russian cathedral, the city museum and a school supported by the chamber of commerce.

Won Bet By Drowning.

Butte, Mont.—Nick Velky, a Macedonian switchman, wagered his friend T. Suski $lO that he could remain under the waters of the Country Club Lake for thirty minutes. He won the bet, but he will never collect the money for an hour and a half later his body was recovered in six feet of water near the shore, where it had become enmeshed in undergrowth.

WAR REMINISCENCES

STONY OF DECATUR BATTLE Interesting Account Is Related of Hoti Time at That Important Stronghold In Alabama. In the National Tribune of May li. Sergeant Ashley V. Newton, Co. D, Sd Mich., In “Colored Troops at Decatur,” says that at Nashville his regiment got a rush order to’proceed to Decatur to reinforce General Milroy, who was being closely pressed by Foprest. General Milroy was not at Decatur; neither was Forrest, writes Will A. McTeer, adjutant, 3d Tenn. Cav., and asting aslstant adjutant general, First Brigade, Fourth Division, Cavalry Corps, Maryville, Tenn., In the National Tribune. Gen. Robert S. Granger was in command of the military district of north Alabama, with headquarters at Decatur and Huntsville. Col. C. C. Doolittle, of the 18th Mich., was In command of 'the post at Decatur. Comrade Newton says: "We found the bridge burned, but General Milroy had provided for our coming bjr erecting a pontoon bridge.” “Our Cavalry Brigade reported to General Granger for duty, arriving at Decatur July 10, 1864, and the bridge was destroyed before that time, and the pontoon was erected then, and appeared as If ft had been there for months before. It appears that It was placed there by General Sherman when on ills way from Memphis to Chattanooga.” Further, Comrade Newton says: “The Confederates seeing us, emphasised their objection by rushing asixpiece battery down to the bank of the river within easy range of the bridle and they would have mixed things up very seriously for the 3d Mich, but for the timely Intervention of two companies of colored troops that were sent by General Milroy to distract their attention In another direction.” I was acting assistant adjutant general of the Cavalry Brigade and on the line of battle. Hood (not Forrest) attacked us, October 26,1864. In General Granger’s report to General Thomas he fixes his whole foroe at Decatur at 1,750, and with the 29th Mich, added, which had Just arrived, and 860 absent on patrol duty, there were only 2,000 men to defend Decatur. Every available man was placed out on the llne, and then we could not reach around more than half way In front of our works. The . only reason that the first day’s fighting was not one of the greatest battles of the war was because there were not men enough to make It so. There were no colored troops there that day, but lit the night we were reinforced by the 14th U. S. Colored Inf., commanded by Col. (afterwards General) J. T. Morgan. The 8d and 29th Mich, reinforced us while engaged In the hottest part on the first afternoon. I remember distinctly their coming, and as they went out on the line the appearance of the bright, new uniforms w£s in decided contrast to our own worn and dingy clothing. The Confederates were using a battery at a lively rate with deadly effect, but It was nearly a mile from the river and not In range of the bridge at all. On the 271 h the enemy threw up some pits on the bank of the' river, about a mile above Decatur and nearly a half mile from where the bat- ’ tery was flint used by them on the first day. On the morning of the 28th a detachment from the 18th Mich, and 102 d Ohio (according to my Journal 47 men) made their way down the river, succeeded in flanking the Confederate rifle pits, made a gallant charge from their rear, in which a number of men were killed and wounded r -and brought-in 120 prisoners. I stood on the upper porch of the Decatur* hotel when Colonel Morgan came In front with the 14th regiment of colored troops (not two companies), and they piled their knapsacks, leaving one man to the company as guards, I noticed Colonel Morgan holding in his hand a small hatchet, and also that a number of the officers had hatchets. They started out in the open field, marching, in excellent order, to within rifle range of the Confederates, when they fired a volley, then raised a yell and charged. The affair did not last much more than 20 minutes, but the work was bloody. They drove the Confederates from their support with the bayonet. The guns were spiked, and the cot' ored boys bad to fall down along the water's edge under the bank of the river, while the enemy ran along above them'and shot down on them. In his report of this charge. General Granger says: “We lost 40 killed and wounded,” and up to that time our loss amounted to 80. In the forenoon of October 29 the enemy began to withdraw, and I was at the place where this battery had stood, and it was a place of blood without a doubt. Prior to this charge Capt. Albert F. Beach, Battery A, Ist Tenn., had takes two sections of his guns up bn the north side of the river, opposite the Confederate battery, and they fought an artillery duel across the rivet*, and Beach succeeded in blowing op two of their caissons, which killed quite a number of