Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 114, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 May 1913 — Page 2

Molly McDonald A TALE Of THE FRONTIER

SYNOPSIS. Major McDonald, commanding an army •cwt near Fort Dodge, seeks a man to Intercept his daughter. Molly, who is. headed fbr the post. An Indian outbreak is threatened. Sergeant “Brick” Hamlin meets the stage in which Molly is traveltag. They are attacked by Indians, and Hamlin and Molly escape In the darkness. Hamlin tells Molly he was discharged tram the Confederate service in disgrace and st the close of the war enlisted in the regular army. He suspects one Captain Le Fevre of being responsible for his disgrace. Troops appear and under escort of Lieut. Gaskins Molly starts to join her father. Hamlin leaves to rejoir his regiment He returns to Fort Dodge after a summer of fighting Indians, and finds Molly there. Shots are heard in the night Hamlin rushes out, sees what he believes is the figure of Molly hiding in the darkness and falls over the body.of Lieutenant Gaskins, who accuses Hamlin Of shooting him. The sergeant Is proven Innocent. He sees Molly In company with Mrs. Dupont, whom he recognizes as a farmer sweetheart, who threw him over for LeFevre. Mrs. Dupont tells Hamlin LeFevre forced her to send him a lying note. Hamlin declares he has been looking for LeFevre to force him to clear his record. Later he overhears Dupont and a soldier hatching up a money-making plot Molly seeks an Interview with Hamlin. She says her father seems to be tn the power of Mrs. Dupont, who claims to be a daughter of McDonald's sister. CHAPTER XX.—Continued. “If the woman has not ensnared him by her usual methods,” he said soberly, “and I think myself you are right about that, for I watched them together in the dance hall—l did not comprehend what it meant then, but it seemed to me he actually disliked being in her company—then she has uncovered something in his past of which he is afraid, something unknown to you, which he does not desire you ever to know.” “Yes," softly, “that must be true.” “No; it may not be true; it may all be a lie, concocted for a purpose. A clever woman might so manipulate circumstances as to convince him she held his fate in her hands. We must find that out in this case.” “But how, Sergeant Hamlin ? He will not tell me.” “Perhaps she will tell me if I can reach her alone," he said grimly, “or else that husband of hers —Dupont. Hell know the whole story. It would give me pleasure to choke it out of him —real pleasure. Then there’s Connors, just the sort of sneaking rat if he can be caught with the goods; only it is not likely he knows much. I shall have to think it all out. Miss Molly," he smiled at her confidently. "You see, I am a bit slow figuring pussies, but I generally get them in time. You’ve told me all you know?" ■‘Everything. It almost seems silly when I try to explain what I feel to another." "Not to me. I knew enough before to understand. But, perhaps, you had better go—hush, some one is entering the-parior.” She got to her feet in spite of his

The Two Started Back at Hie Rather Abrupt Entrance.

restraining hand, startled and unnerved. "Oh, I must not be seen here. Is there no other way!” “No; be still for a moment; atep back there in the shadow, and let me go in alone.” ' He stepped forward, his grasp already on the curtain, when a woman’s voice spoke within: “Yes, that was what I meant; he does not know you—yet. But you must keep away." CHAPTER XXI. Molly Disappears. The speaker was Mrs. Dupont, but Hamlin's one thought was to prevent

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any discovery of Miss McDonald. Without an instant’s hesitation he drew aside the curtain, and stepped into the room. "Pardon me,” he said quietly, as the two started back at his rather abrupt entrance, "but I did not care to overhear your conversation. No doubt it was intended to be private.” The woman stepped somewhat in advance of her companion, as though to shield him from observation, instantly mastering her surprise. “Nothing at all serious, Mr. Sergeant Hamlin,” she retorted scornfully. “Don’t be melodramatic, please; it gets on the nerves. If you must know, I was merely giving our ranch foreman a few final instructions, as he leaves tomorrow. Have you objections ?” "Assuredly not —your ranch foreman, you say? Met him before, I think. You are the fellow I ordered out of this room, aren’t you?” The man growled something unintelligible, but Mrs. Dupont prevented any direct reply. "That’s all right, John," she broke in impatiently. "You understand what I want now, and need not remain any longer. I have a word to say myself to this man.” t , / She waited an instant while he left the room; then her eyes defiantly met Hamlin's. “I was told you had driven every one out of here,” she said coldly. “What was the game?" "This room, was reserved—” “Pish! keep that explanation for some one else. You wanted the room for some purpose. Who have you got out there ?” she pointed at the window. “Whether there be any one or not,” he answered, leaning against the window frame, and thus barring the passage, "I fail to see wherein you are concerned." \ She laughed. “Which remark is equivalent to a confession. Dave,” suddenly changing, "why should we quarrel, and misjudge each other? You cannot suppose I have forgotten the past, or am indifferent. Cannot you forgive the mistake of a thoughtless girl? Is there any reason why we should not be, at least, friendly?”

There was an appeal in her voice, but the man’s face did not respond. “I cannot say that I feel any bitterness over the past,” he answered lightly. “I am willing enough to blot that out. What I am interested in is the present. I should like to understand your purpose here at Dodge.” "Surely that is sufficiently clear. I am merely an exile from home, on account of Indian depredations. What more natural than that I should take refuge in my uncle’s house.” “You mean Major McDonald?” “Certainly—he was my mother’s only brother.” “I think I have heard somewhere that the Major’s only sister married a naan named Counts.”

She drew in her breath sharply. “Yes, of course—her first husband." “You were a daughter then of her first marriage?” “Of course." “But assumed the name of Carson when she married again?” “That was when you met me." “The change was natural enough," he went on. “But why did you also become Vera in place of Sarah?”

“Oh, is that it? Well, never attempt to account for the vagaries of a girl," she returned lightly, as though dismissing the subject. “I presume I took a fancy tc the prettier name. But how did you know?" "Garrison rumor picks up nearly everything, and it is not very kind to you, Mrs. Dupont. I hope I am doing you a favor in saying this. Your rather open flirtation with Lieutenant Gaskins is common talk, even among enlisted men, and 1 have heard that your relations with Major McDonald are peculiar."

"Indeed!” with a rising Inflection of the voice. "How kind of you, and so delicately expressed.” She laughed. "And poor Major McDonald! Really, that is ridiculous. Could you Imagine my flirting with him?" . "I have no recollection of using that term in this connection. But you have strange Influence over him. For some reason the man is apparently afraid of you.” "Afraid of me?\ Oh, no! Some one has been fooling you, Dave. I am merely Major McDonald’s guest. I wonder who told you that? Shall I guess?" Before he could realise her purpose

sweet politeness sometimes is discouraged by the prevailing belief that such conduct must be insincere. Yet the simplest “little citizens” not infrequently rise to an unexpected or trying situation with surprising, but quite untutored, gifts and grace. A pretty little tale is told, for Instance, of the time when the present dowager queen, Margherita of Italy, was the lovely young bride of the youthful crown prince. Her majesty, passing through one of the hill towns, was accorded the usual

the woman took a hasty step forward, wad swept aside th* curtain, thrusting her head past to where she could gain a view outside. Humlin pressed her back with one hand, planting himsvft squarely before the window. She met his eyes spitefully. “I was mistaken this time,” she acknowledged drawing away, “but I’d like to know why you were so anxious to prevent my looking out. Do you know whom I thought you had there?" "As you please," rejoicing that the girl had escaped notice. "That little snip of a Molly. You made a hit with her all right, and she certainly don’t like me. Well, delightful as it is to meet you again, I must be going.” She turned away, and then paused to add over her shoulder: "Don't you think it would be just as safe for you to attend to your own business, Sergeant Hamlin?" “And let you alone?" “Exactly; and let me alone. I am hardly the sort of woman it is safe to play with. It will be worth your while to remember that.”

He waited, motionless, until assured that she had passed down the hall as far as the door of the dining-room. The sound of shuffling chairs evidenced the breaking up of the party, in prepartatlon to return to the ballroom. If Miss McDonald’s absence were to escape observation, she would have to slip out now and rejoin the others as they left the house. He again turned down the light, and held back the curtain. "The way is clear now, Miss Molly.” There was no response, no movement. He stepped outside, thinking the girl must have failed to hear him. The porch was 'empty. He stepped frorq one end to the other, making sure she was not crouching in the darkness, scarcely able to grasp the fact of her actual disappearance. This, then, was why Mrs. Dupont had failed to see any one when she glanced out. But where could the girl have gone? How gotten away? He had heard no sound behind him; not even the¥ustle of a skirt to betray movement It was not far to the ground, five or six feet, perhaps; it would be perfectly safe for one to lower the body over the rail and drop. The matted prairie grass under foot would render the act noiseless. No doubt that was exactly the way the escape had been accomplished. Alarmed by the presence of those others, suspecting that the woman within would insist on' learning whom Hamlin was attempting to conceal, possibly overhearing enough of their conversation to become frightened at the final outcome, Miss McDonald, in sudden desperation, had surmounted the rail, and dropped to the ground. The rest would be easy—to hasten around the side of the house, and slip in through the front door. Assured that this must be the full explanation, the Sergeant’s cheerfulness returned. The company of officers and guests had already filed out through the hall; he could hear voices laughing and talking in the street, and the band tuning up their instruments across in the dance hall. He would go over and make certain of her presence, then his mind would be at ease. He passed out through the desert hallway, and glanced in at the din-ing-room, where a number of men were gathering up the dishes. Beyond this the bar-room was crowded, a riffraff lined up before the sloppy bar, among these a number in uniform —unattached officers who had loitered behind to quench their thirst. Hamlin drank little, tut lingered a moment just inside the doorway, to observe who was present Unconsciously he was searching for Dupont, half inclined to pick a quarrel deliberately with the fellow or with Connors, determined if he found the little rat alone to frighten whatever knowledge he possessed out of him. But neither worthy appeared. Having assured himself of their absence, Hamlin turned to depart, but found himself facing a little man with long hair, roughly dressed, who occupied the doorway. The hooked nose, and bright eyes, peering forth from a mass of untrlmmed gray whiskers, were familiar. “You keep the junk shop down by the express office, don’t you?” "Yep," briskly, scenting business in the question. “I’m Kaplan; vot could I lip for you—hey ?” "Answer a question if you will, friend. Do you recall selling a haversack to a traveler on the last stage out for Santa Fe in June?" “Vel, I do’ no; vas he a big fellow? Maybe de von vat vas killed —hey?” "Yes; his name was Moylan, postsutler at Fort Marcy." "Maybe dot vos it. Why you vant to know —hey?" “No harm to you, Kaplan,” the Sergeant explained. “Only I picked it up out there after Moylan was killed, and discovered by some writing on the flap that it originally belonged to a friend of mine. I was cdrious to learn how it got into your hands.*' The trader shrugged his shoulders. “Vud it be worth a drink Y’ he asked cannlly. - ’ A “Of course. Frank, give Kaplan whatever he wants. Now, fire away.’’ “Vel,” and the fellow filled his glass deliberately, “it vas sold me six months before by a fellow vat had a black beard—” “Dupont?”

reception by the residents. A little boy was to present the usual bouquet, and he. coming of fine literary family, had been taught a brief poem offering graceful praise of the princess. But when came the moment for delivering flowers and verses the little fellow, overcome by nervousness or some similar emotion, stood mutely gazing at the great lady, saying, never a word. After a few moments the sympathetic princess, seeking to relieve the situation. extended her hand for the flowers.

"Dat voe name or de fellar, ye®. Now I know it. I saw him here again soon. You know him?** "By sight only; he is not the original owner, nor the man l am trying to trace. You know at where he got the bag, I pr<*sm«F “I know netting more as I tell you alreatty,” rather disconsolately, as he realized that one drink was all he was going to receive. Hamlin elbowed his way out to the street. Hehad learned something, but not much that was of any value. Undoubtedly the haversack had come into Dupont’s possession through his wife, but this knowledge yielded no information as to the present whereabouts of Le Fevre. When the latter had separated from the woman, the old army bag ( was left behind, and, needing money, Dupont had disposed of it, along with other truck, seemingly of little value. The Sergeant reached this conclusion quickly, and, satisfied that any

Hamlin Elbowed His Way Into (the Street.

further investigation along this line would be worthless, reverted to his earlier quest—the safety of Miss McDonald. Merely to satisfy himself other presence, he crossed the street and glanced in at the whirling dancers. There were few loiterers at the doorway and he stood for a moment beside the guard, where he was able to survey the entire room. Mrs. Dupont was upon the floor, and swept past twice, without lifting her eyes in recognition, but neither among the dancers, nor seated, could he discover Miss Molly. Startled at not finding her present, Hamlin searched anxiously for the Major, only to assure himself of his absence also. Could they have returned to the fort as early as this? If so, how did it happen their guest was still present, happily enjoying herself? Of course she might be there under escort of some one else—Captain Barrett, possibly. He would ask the infantryman.

“Have you seen Miss McDonald since supper?” The soldier hesitated an instant, as though endeavoring to remember. “No, I ain't', now you speak of it. She went out with that kid over there, and he came back alone. Don’t believe he’s danced any since. The Major was here, though; Connors brought him a note a few minutes ago, and he got his hat and went out" Hamlin drew a breath of relief. “Girl must have sent for him to take her home,” he said. “Well, it’s time for me to turn in—good-night, . old man." (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Manhattan Manners.

"Roofers are said to be going out of fashion. Know what a "roofer” is? It is the letter you write.to people, after you have been a guest at their house, telling them what a delightful time you had “under their hospitable roof,” and thanking them for all the generous favors you enjoyed at their friendly hands, and expressing the sincere hope that the baby has got over her cold. Nowadays, instead of writing this graceful letter, you generally call your friend up on the telephone, you tell him that the train made good connections, and you add: “My was a bully time I had out there, old man!” Not so nice as the old epistolary way, but better than nothing; for when you have- had a friend at your house and he has taken bls departure you do not like to feel that he has gone into the outer void that he has fallen off the edge of the world into echoless space. That is what it amounts to when he gets' home and writes not nor telephones and gives no sign.—New York Mail.

Seek Something to Replace Coal.

Coal offers to mankind solar energy in ita most concentrated form. Indeed modern civilization may be said to be the daughter of coal. But the supply of coal is not inexhaustible and every ton of it taken out of the earth leaves Just that much less for the future needs of the world. Hence it is that today we are looking about us so anxiously for some other source of fuel.

The little fellow, waking to life suddenly, yielded them gracefully, explaining confidentially the while: “There were verses to be said, but you are so beautiful that I can’t remember a line!”

In the International Family.

"You don’t figure very strongly in diplomatic relations,” said the great Nation. "No,” replied the small, struggling government “I’m one of the poor relations.” Washington Stan

WIDE RANGE IN COATS

? FROM LIGHT AND FANCIFUL TO MOST SEVERELY MANNISH, All, However, Have a Certain Similarity Which Is Demanded by Fashion —Wide Shoulders and Straight Sleeves Imperative. The new 45-inch coats range from fanciful affars of light color, with trimmings of silk and oriental embroidery—coats designed for short spins about town or out to the country club —to more practical models, built of mannish worsteds, with correctly tailored detaiL Even the latter are more or less trimmed with huge buttons, cord loops, eccentrically shaped collars and sectional belts across back or front A certain air of smartnesa__ls imparted to the garment by oddly placed seams, piped or arranged in slot effect. The dropped shoulder has replaced the raglan design, so fashionable last season, and while very loose and almost baggy across the top, the modern motor wrap invariably tapers inward toward the bottom, wrapping the knees closely over the narroy skirt beneath. A particularly popular model of this type, made of all wool serge, had double revers, the larger ones extending to the low front fastening, of black and white striped or checked worsted, while smaller revers and a collar of faille silk appeared on the revere of worsted. Other coats of wool serge have shawl revers and deep cuffs of ratine in contrasting colors; and still other models show revers and cuffs of the material, edged with Bulgarian printed silk, a narrow collar of black satin, tripnmed with small bqttons, lending

Navy Blue Silk and Rubber.

a note of sharp emphasis and relieving the gayety of the Bulgarian trimming. Very chic are three-quarter coats of shepherd checked worsted lined throughout with bright colored plaid silk, the latter material showing on the turned back collar and revere, while the sleeves are finished with narrow, turnover cuffs of the coat fabric. All such coats have wide shoulders and straight coat sleeves set into large armholes and the fronts usually lap across each other, fastening

HAT AND COATEE TO MATCH

Old-Fashioned Chintz Designs Ars Used for Transparent Wraps, With "Picture Hats.” Many sets, hat and scarf or coatee to match are noted here. The oldfashioned Chintz designs are exploited in . these transparent wraps designed for lingerie gowns. One set called the “Picture,” hat and wrap, yustlfles its name. Designed in white chiffon with Egyptian design in old blue and large pompadour roses in shades of maize and orange the coatee reaches below the hips, draped fronts and shawl collar of real lace. The "picture hat” is bent in four corners, the top draped with chiffon and a band of old blue velvet ribbon drawn about the crown and a flat bow at the side. Placed under the brim is a yellow velvet rose. Quite as attractive is a little English sailor hat, with crown draped with Futurist silk and the top of thebrim decorated all around .with red roses placed at intervals. Entwined about the crown is a band of old blue velvet ribbon. The scarf designed to wear with this is formed in mantle shape, blue velvet ribbon forming the hems on either side of front and down the center back. Quaint little hats covered with Jouy design in chiffon, trimmed with pleatings of same, with scarf to match, are also shown.—Women's Wear.

Infant Feeding Intervals.

Some people, even those who ought to know better, think that whenever, baby criss he must be hungry, but as a matter of fact he often cries be-

quite low with two or three Urge <»*• tons, while the coat edges slope away in cutaway effect below to show th® skirt of the dress.

MADE UP OF HANDKERCHIEFS

Useful Bag to Hold the “Moucholr** May Be Fashioned In a Very , Few Minutes. A useful handkerchief bag can be made from two handkerchiefs. One pretty shape has the side edges seamed together, while the lower ones are laced together with ribbon. The top

is drawn up with ribbon run through eyelet holes, and then extended into double hangers joined by a small bow. Another style pf bag is broad at the bottom, where the lower edges of the handkerchiefs are sewn together to form a frill. From the corners it gradually tapers toward the top, where it is drawn over an embroidery ring large enough to admit the hand. Thia ring also supports the handle, which may be of embroidered batiste or of satin ribbon.

MAKE FILET LACE AT HOME

Few Materials and Little Skin Needed for the Construction of This Most Effective Trimming.

"Filet lace is undoubtedly the fashion, and deservedly so, for it ie one of tjie most effective of all laces,” say® an article in Harper’s Bazar. “With a little patience and the expenditure of a very small amount of time every woman, even she who ’never could! learn to sew,’ can have lovely filet, for it is very easy to make. "For making filet lace the only tools needed are a good linen thread, a frame on which to stretch' the net, and a dull needle. I always buy my ground net, for, though not difficult to make, it is tedious work. It ie simply a miniature fish or tennis net. The only dis« Acuity is to keep the distances be* tween the knots even, but this soon, comes with practice. However, when perfect handmade net can be bought for very little abroad, it hardly eeen» worth while to make IL I send to the Galerie Lafayette, in Paris, for what I use. Net four inches wide costs only 65 cents a meter, and squares suitable for setting in linen cost from five cents each up, according to the size. In the department stores in New York filet lace four inches wide with a mediocre design costs from four to six dollar® a yard. When one can easily make it with a beautiful design for a'few cent® a yard it seems a waste not to do so.**

Bright Flowers Worn.

There is every indication that the delightful fashion of trimming hats with flowers will be revived. Color is to be brought well to the fore, and all somber tints are to be avoided. Brilliant colored flowers are already worn in the coiffure, and they are also seen as corsage bouquets. Some women wear a satin flower tacked on the wrist of the left sleeve of a gown, a single rosebud in pale pink or blush red satin finding great favor with those in search of novelties.

cause he cannot digest his last meal, and therefore to stuff'him still further is the last thing anyone of sense would do. * A baby should be fed with the utmost regularity If he is to be well. For the first three months food should be given every two hours during the day, and about every four hours during the night. For the following six months he should be fed every three hours in the day time and twice or thrice during the night, and after dach meal In the day as well as in the night, let the baby lie quietly for at least half an hour so that nothing may hinder the process of digestion.

FASHION HINTS

Few long coats are seen this spring. A novelty cotton crepe has chenille borders. White and magpie veilings are the favorites. Hemp continues to be the favorite hat material. Lace trimmed gloves are an inter* estlng novelty. Colors In the now silks are brighter and brighter. The new warp print ribbons have dark rich grounds. Bright green and cerise are much used in silk hosiery.

White Hooks.

Having a badly lighted hloset In which to hang tins, cooking utensils, etc., I find that by painting the hooks and nails white they are much more easily seen, writes a contributor to the Woman's Magazine. The walla are natural wood color.

MARY DEAN