Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 137, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 June 1913 — Page 2

MOLLY MCDONALD

SYNOPSIS. Major McDonald, commanding an army Et near Fort Dodge, seeks a man to srcept his daughter, Molly, who Is ded for the post. An Indian outbreak Is threatened. Sergeant “Brick” Hamlin meets the stage in which Molly Is traveling. They are attacked by Indians, and Hamlin and Molly escape in the darkness. Hamlin tells Molly he was discharged from the Confederate service in disgrace and at the close of the war enlisted in the regular army. He suspects one Captain LeFevre of being responsible for his disgrace. Troops appear and under escort of Lieut. Gaskins Molly starts to Join her father. Hamlin leaves to rejoin nis regiment. He returns to Fort Dodge after e summer of fighting Indians, ana finds Molly there. Lieutenant Gaskins accuses Hamlin of shooting him. The sergeant is proven Innocent. H n sees Molly In company with Mrs. -Dupont, whom he recognizes as a former sweetheart, who threw him over for LeFevre. Hater he overhears Dupont and a soldier hatching up a money-making plot. Molly tells Hamlin her father seems to be in the power of Mrs. Dupont, who claims to be a daughter of M c D° na ' d ’ s sister. Molly disappears and Hamlin sets out to trace her. McDonald is ordered to Fort Ripley Hamlin finds McDonald's murdered body. He takes Wasson, a guide, and two troopers and goes in pursuit of the murderers, who had robbed McDonald of 130,000 paymaster's money. He suspects Dupont. Conners, soldier accomplice of Dupont, is found murdered. Hamlin’s parts- is caught in a fierce blizzard while heading for the Cimmaron. One man dies from cold and another almost succumbs. Wasson Is shot as they come In sight of Cimmaron. Hamlin discovers n log cabin hidden under a bluff, occupied by Hughes, a cow thief, who Is laying for who cheated him in a cattle deal, rfls description identifies LeFevre and Dupont as one and the same. Hughes shot Wasson mistaking hitn for one of LeFevre’s party. Hamlin- and take up the trail of LeFevre. who Is carrying Molly to the Indian's camp. Two days out they sight the fugitives. A fight ensues in which Hughes Is shot by an Indian. Dying, he makes a desperate attempt to shoot LeFevre, but hits Hamlin, while the latter Is disarming Le Fevre. LeFevre escapes, believing Hamtin and Molly dead.

CHAPTER XXXl.—Continued. “Yes, I am Molly; please do not move yet. You have been hurt, but it Is all right now.” “Hurt!” he lifted his head slightly and stared about; then dropped it again with a sigh of content. “Oh, yes, now I know. Hughes shot me from behind.” He struggled upright, in spite of her efforts at restraint, feeling beside him for the rifle. “Dupont was there, behind that dead pony. What became of Dupont?" She dropped her face in her handß. 'her form trembling. “He —he got away. He thought you 'were dead; to—to make sure he came over and kicked you. Then he took your rifle, and the only pony left, and rode off.” “And left you?”

“Yes —he—he never thought of me; only—only how he should escape with the money. I never moved, never opened my eyes; perhaps he believed me dead also, and—and t prayed he would. -I would rather have died than have him touch me again. tAnd —and I thought you were dead too. O God! It was so horrible!" The man’s voice was soft and low. thrilling with the love that refused control. “I know, dear; I know it all, now,” he said tenderly, clasping her hands. “But that is all over and gone." He put up one hand to his wound. “Heavens, how my head aches! But that pain won’t last long. I am a bit groggy yet, but will be on my feet pretty soon. You are a brave little girl. Tell me how you got free?” She went over the short story slowly, not lifting her eyes to his, and he listened in silence, moving his limbs about, confident of the gradual return of strength. “But how did it happen?” he asked "Your capture? Your father’s death? It is all a mystery to me after I left you on the hotel balcony.” The tears stood in her eyes sudden ly uplifted to his, and impulsively the man encircled her with his arm. “You know I • care, dear,” he exclaimed recklessly. “You are not afraid to tell me.”

“No, no; you have been so kind, so true. I can tell you everything—only It Is so hard to confess the truth about my father.” "You suspect he was implicated?” he asked in astonishment, "that he actually had a part in the plot?” She looked at him gravely, down into his very soul. “Yes, and —and that hurts more than all the rest." CHAPTER XXXII. Words of Love. Hamlin was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say that would comfort or help. He had never suspected this, and yet he qotild not refrain altogether from experiencing a feeling

MIGHT MAKE USE OF EELS

Some Suggestions Worthy of Consideration by Citizens of Towns Just Now Borely Afflicted. ' The towns of Red Hook. Tivoli and Madelln are.having a plague of eels. They are ail near Poughkeepsie, and are dependent ui>on a single lighting plant which has Intake pipes run out Into the BawkiU The screening of these intakes has

A. TALE Of THE FRONTIER.

By RANDALL PARRISH

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of relief. Deeply as he sympathized with her In this trouble, still the man could but be conscious of those barriers formerly existing between them which this discovery had instantly swept away. Now they could meet upon a level, as man and woman. No longer could rank intervene; not even the stain of his own court-martial. Possibly she dreamed of what was passing In his mind, for she suddenly lifted her eyeß to his. “Shall I tell you?” “No; not now; both your explanation and mine can wait,” he replied quickly. “I can stand ' alone now — see,". and he regained his feet, swaying siightly with dizziness, yet smiling down at her as he held forth a hand. “Now you try it; take hold of me until you test your limbs —that was an ugly fall you got when I shot your pony.”

She straightened slowly, her cheeks flushing in the keen air, her eyes striving to smile back in response to his challenge. “That was nothing,” she protested, tramping about. “I only went down into the snow, hut my arms were bound,' and the pony fell on my foot — It feels quite natural now.” "Good. We shall have to tramp a little way. In which direction did Dupont go?” “Across the ridge there; see, that is his trail.” “Then he never saw our horses out yonder. That is one piece of good luck, at least. The sooner we get to them thp better. I have been guilty of enough foolishness today to be careful hereafter.” He looked across at Hughes’ body. “I wonder if that fellow meant to hit me? I never trusted him much, but I didn’t expect that. Did you see him fire?” “Yes, but it was so sudden I could not even cry out. He was upon one knee, and his revolver waved like this as he tried to aim. Dupont saw it. and jumped just as he pulled the trig- __ _ _ »t ger . “I thought so. The poor devil got the wrong man.”

“Why? Were these two enemies?” “They had been partners, stealing and running cattle. Dupont had cheated Hughes out of his share, and there was bad blood between them. 1 ran across the fellow up on the Cimarron, waiting for Dupont to come back to his old range. Did you ever hear Dupont called by any other name?” She shook her head questioningly. “No; wasn’t that his real name? The woman back there —wasn’t she his wife?” “She was his wife, yes; but their name was not Dupont. That was assumed; the correct one was Le Fevre.” “Le Fevre! Why—why, wasn't that the name of the man you told me about once? —the officer who brought you those orders?" “He is the same. I did not know him at Dodge; not untjl Hughes told me. He had changed greatly In appearance, and I only saw him at night. But it waß because I knew that I failed to kill him here; I wanted him alive, so I could compel him to tell the truth.”

She gave a little sob, her hands clasped together. The man's voice softened, and he took a step nearer, bending above her. “And yet now I do not care quite as much as I did.” She looked up quickly into his face, and as swiftly lowered her lashes. “You mean you have found other evidence?” “No, but 1 have found you, dear. You need not try, for I am not going to let you get away. It is not the officer's daughter and the enlisted man any more. Those barriers are all gone. I do not mean that I am indifferent to the stain on my name, or any less desirous of wringing the truth from Gene Le Fevre’s lips, but even the memory of that past can keep me silent no longer. You are alone In the world now, alone and in the shadow of disgrace —you need me.” He .stopped, amazed at the boldness of his own words, and. In the silence of that hesitation, Molly lifted her eyes to his face. “I think I have always needed yon,” she said simply. He did not touch hejr, except to clasp the extended hands. The loneliness of the girl, here, helpless, alone with him in that wilderness of snow, bore in upon his consciousness with a suddenness that robbed him of all sense of triumph. He had spoken passion-

eels out. A large run of them Indicates that the Sawklll eel, at least, has a passion for machinery, or a morbid disposition. It insists on getting into the pipes and then into the works. It goes In such numbers that it clogs the machinery, and then the plant has to be shut down. While eels are being picked out of intricate Junctions, the people of Red Red Hook, Tivoli and Madalin have to eat in the dark or light up their lamps Pending the perfection of screen- . 'Vv.Vi. ■ „< V .

ately, recklessly, inspired by her nearness, her dependence upon him. He bad faith that she cared; her eyes, her manner had told him this, yet even now he could ( not realize all that was meant by that quiet confession. The Iron discipline of years would not relax instantly; in spite of the boldness of his utterance, he was still the soldier, feeling the chasm of rank Her very confession, so simply spoken, tended to confuse, to mystify him. “Do you mean,” he asked' eagerly, “that you love me?” “What else should I mean?” she said slowly. “It is not jew to me. I have known it for * long while.” “That I loved you?” “Yes,” smiling now. “Love Is no mystery to a woman. I do not care because you are in the ranks; that Is only a temporary condition. I knew you out there, at the very first, as a gentleman. I have never doubted you. Here, in this wilderness, .1 am not afraid. It is not because my father is dead, or because he has been guilty of a crime, that I say this. I would have said It before, on -the balcony there in Dodge, had you asked me. It is not the uniform I love, but the man. Can you understand?” “Will you marry me —a sergeant of cavalry?” She was still smiling, her eyes frankly looking into his own. “I will marry David Hamlin,” she answered firmly, “let him be what he may.” The man let out his suppressed breath ima sob of relief, his eyes brightening with triumph. “Oh, Molly! Mfolly!” he cried. “I cannot tell you what this all means to me. There is no past now to my life, but all futurq.” “Am I that to you?” “That! Yes, and a thousand times more! I had ambition once, opportunity, even wealth. They were swept away by a man’s lie, a woman’s perfidy. Out of that wreck, I crawled into the world again a mere thing. I lived simply because I must live, skulking in obscurity, my .only inspiration the hope of an honorable death or an opportunity for vengeance. Mine was the life of the ranks in the desert, associating with the lowest scum, in constant contact with savagery. I could not speak to a decent woman, or be a man among men. There was

“And You Thought I Did Not Care?"

nothing left me but to brood over wrongs, and plot revenge. I became morose, savage, a mere creature of discipline, food for powder. It was no more when I first met you. But with that meeting the chains snapped, the old ambitions of life returned. You were a mere girl from the East; you did not understand, nor care about the snobbery of army life. No, it was not that —you were above It. You trusted me, treated me as a friend, almost as an equal. I loved you then, when we parted on the trail, but I went back to New Mexico t 6 fight fate. It waß such a hopeless dream, yet all summer long I rode with memory tugging at my heart. I grew to hate myself, but could never forget you.” She drew nearer, her hand upon his arm, her face uplifted. “And you thought I did not care?” “How could I dream you did?” almost bitterly. “You were gracious, kind —but you were a major’s daughter, as far away from me as the stars. I never heard from you; not even a rumor of your whereabouts came to me across the plains. I supposed you had returned East; had passed out of my life forever. Then that night when we rode Into Dodge I saw you again—saw you in the yellow lamp light, watching us pass, heard you ask what troops those were, and I knew Instantly all my fighting out there In the desert had been vain—that you were forever the one, one woman.” “I remained for that,” she confessed softly, her lashes wet. • “At Dodge?’’ "Yes, at Dodge. I knew you would come, must come. Some intuition seemed to tell me that we should meet again. Oh, I was so happy tha night you came! No one had told me your troop had been ordered In. It was Jlke a dream come true. When I saw you leading your horse across the parade I could hardly refrain from calling out to you before them all. I did not care what they, thought—for my sol-

ing for the intake pipes, and providing that the eels are not exterminated, a pickling plant might be Introduced as a side line with the manufacture of light. Again, if this Bcheme Is not feasible or worthy, why not cross the Sawkill eel with the electric eel of the old world Then, perhaps. Red Hook. Tivoli and Madalin would not be distressed. 1 , 7'“' ' J " r " 1 If misery loves company, marriage Is apt to make good after aIL

dier had come home from the wan.” "Sweetheart,” the deep voice faltering, "may—may I kies you?*’ “Of course you may.” Their lips met, and she clung to him as his arms held her closely, it was like a dream to him, this sudden, unexpected surrender. Perhaps she read this in his eyes. “Do not misunderstand me,” she urged softly. “I do not come to you because of what has happened, because I am alone and helpless. If you had stepped from the ranks that night at Dodge, 1 would have answered even as I do now.” “You love me?—love me?” he repeated. I “Yes.” v , * 7 Even as he looked down upon her upturned face, there was borne back upon him a realization of their predicament. His eyes swept over the surrounding desolation, the two dead bodies lying motionless in the snow, the stiffening pony, the drear hillside which Bhut them in. The sight brought him back to consciousness with a shock. Minutes might mean much now. Dupont had disappeared over that ridge to the right, in the direction of Black Kettle's camp. How far away that might be was altogether guess work, yet what would inevitably occur when the fugitive arrived among his friends, and told his story, could be clearly conceived. Even if the man believed Hamlin killed, he would recall to mind the girl, and would return to assure himself as Jto her fate. Knowing her helplessness, the practical impossibility of her escape alone, a return expedition might not be hurried yet, beyond doubt, this isolated valley would have Indian visitors within a few hours. And when these discovered the truth they would be hot upon a trail where concealment was impossible. The only hope of escape, and that far from brilliant—as he remembered the long desert ride ffom the distant cow camp on the Cimarron —lay in immediate departure. Every moment of delay served to increase their peril. Even beyond the danger of Dupont’s report to Black Kettle, this snow-bound valley was not so far away from that chief’s camp as to be safe from invasion by young warriors in search of game. All this flashed upon Hamlin’s consciousness instantly, even as his heart thrilled to hfer frank avowal. “This is so strange I can hardly realize the truth,” he said gravely. “But, dear one, we must talk elsewhere, and not here. Life was never before worth so much as it is now, and every instant we waste here may mean capture and death. Come, there are two ponies at the mouth of the valley.”

He snatched up the blanket from the ground, and wrapped it about her in such manner as to enable her to walk; stooped over Hughes, loosened the revolver from his stiffened fingers, and then came back to where she waited. “You can walk? It is not far.” “Yes, the numbness is all gone.” He was all seriousness now, alert and watchful, the plainsman and the soldier. “Then come; I*ll break trail.” “Where is the Indian village?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. “Beyond those bluffs; at least Hughes thought so. We saw their pony herd in the valley below, mere dots against the snow.” Ten minutes later, plowing through the intervening drifts, they came forth to the broad vista of the valley and the two patient ponies standing motionless. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Spain’s Pigeonhole Cemeteries.

A rather curious—and to our Idea* somewhat unpleasing—custom obtains In Spanish cemeteries. All around the burylng-ground a building is erected whose design can only be compared to that of a nest of pigeon holeß. often seen in post offices and similar Institutions. Each pigeonhole is a tomb. When a person dies his relatives hire a pigeonhole for five years, and the remains are placed inside. The end is then sealed up with mortar and a memorial tablet affixed on the outside. The lease of the pigeonhol may be renewed at the end of the five years, but if it is allowed to expire the tomb is unsealed and the bones removed to make way for another tenant. Need less to say, the plan has some good points. The space taken by the pigeonhole cemetery is comparatively small, as is the cost of burial. Pieturesqueness is, however, conpicuously absent; nor is sentimental grief catered to, as it would be impossible to go and mourn at the grave of s per-son-buried in a pigeonhole so high up that a ladder was needed to reach it To such as prefer the old-fashioned graves the central space of the ground is qffered, but the pigeonholes are the most popular.—The Wide World.

Changing Nature Indirectly.

Top are constantly assured that you cannot change human nature; that you cannot make people over by process of law. But If you cannot reform men by reforming the conditions that make men what they are, how Is It that you can so easily debauch and degrade them by reversing the process?—Collier’s Weekly.

Cause of Fall of Bullet.

The resistance of the air and the attraction of. gravitation cause a bullet or cannonball to end Itß flight and fall to the earth; these two forces operating together cause the projectile to describe a curve dependent on Its initial velocity. The greater the speed at the beginning the farthor it will g(.

Not Needful.

He —Copper is dull. She-r-Not ours. We keep it always highly polished.

IMPORTANCE OF GOOD SEED TO OUR FARMERS

By G. M. FRIER,

Purdue University Agricultural Extension.

Why Not Learn to Test Seeds at Home?

Much seed that is distinctly inferior In quality is bought and used in Indiana. At times in many localities it is impossible to get good seed. Again many are not able to recognize the common and bad weed seed impurities of commercial small seeds, nor are they able to make useful tests of small seeds —tests that Will determine their value as far as purity and germination at least are concerned. There are still, too, those who do not appreciate the value of strictly high-class seed. Fortunately for Indiana agriculture, more farmers each year are studying the matter of good seed vs. ordinary seed, to the selection and preparation of which little thought and care is given. The truth of the statement often made to our farmers, that poor, low-grade seed is dear at any price, is being plainly demonstrated every year at Purdue experiment station and on well-managed farms at many places In the state. Those who have studied the influence of good seed on crop production, and have become very careful as to the seed they use, are satisfied that It pays, and pays handsomely, to select the most suitable varieties of field crops, and then to purchase only high-grade seed, or if home-grown seed is used, to take great pains in cleaning, grading or other preparation necessary to make it strictly high class Following are the main characteristics of good seed: 1. Freedom from weed seeds —Canada thistle, dodder, wild garlic, buckhorn, red sorrel, etc. The use of lowgrade seed is in part responsible for the weed situation as we have it in Indiana today. Weeds cause Indiana farmers a loss of over $15,000,000 a year. 2. Freedom from inert matter —Grit, chaff, broken straw, etc. Some seed

BORDEAUX MIXTURE

C. G. Woodbury, Department of Horticulture, Purdue University Experiment Station, Purdue University Agricultural Extension. Bordeaux mixture was the first satisfactory .spray material ever developed and is still a standard fungicide. It is ft combination of copper sulphate (blue-stone, blue vitriol), lime and water. The copper sulphate is the active fungicidal agent and the lime is added to prevent burning of the foliage. When the materials are mixed a number of complex cheihical changes occur which unite the lime and copper sulphate in various ways. No free copper sulphate solution should be present in a properly made mixture. There are numerous formulas for Bordeaux mixture, but the one most generally accepted is as follows: Four pounds of copper sulphate, six pounds of lime and fifty gallons of water. Copper sulphate is purchased in crystal form and should not cost over 6 or 7 cents per pound in barrel lots. The lime used can be either stone lime or commercial hydrated lime. Air-slaked stone lime should never be used, In making Bordeaux mixture the copper sulphate is dissolved in one vessel and the lime slaked in another. These materials are then diluted to as near 25 gallons each as possible. The dilute copper sulphate solution and the milk of lime are then poured simultaneously through a strainer into the spray barrel. When the copper Bulphate solution and the milk of lime come in contact a precipitate is formed. If the material has been properly prepared, this precipitate will be light and flocculent and will stay in suspension with a minimum of agitation. Never mix the copper sulphate solution and the milk of lime in concentrated form as a coarse, heavy precipitate is formed, whioh settles very rapidly. 1 When making more than one barrel of Bordeaux mixture stock solutions of the raw materials are used. Stock solutions are prepared by weighing out a definite amount of each substance and then dir luting them to a known volume. One hundred pounds of copper sulphate is dissolved and made up to 50 gallons, This is easiest done by placing the copper sulphate in a gunny bag or a coarse splint basket and suspending it hear the surface of a barrel of water. The crystals will then dissolve over night If it is desired to hasten the process, übc warm water. Each gallon of the stock solution now contains two pounds of copper sulphate. One hundred pounds of lime

In Charge of Short Courses and Exhibits,

contains a high percentage of this. AJ farmer cannot afford to pay clover 1 seed prices for weeds seeds and trash. 3. High germination power—Seed is of little use unless it will give a good stand of strong plants. Seed that is very old, immature, damaged in storage, etc., cannot give a good stand. Good satisfactory germination tests should be made of farm seeds to determine their viability. 4. Good size and color —Seed should be plump and have the characteristic color well developed. Plump,’ bright seed is likely to be seed of strong vitality. Valuable information concerning both weeds and weed seeds may be' had from the following: Farmers’ bulletins Nos. 194,260, 28; 306 and 428, obtainable from Secretary, Department of Agriculture, Washington, D. C.; bulletin 175, from Director, Agricultural Experiment Station, Wooster, Ohio; bulletin 38, from Director, Experiment Staton, Reno, Nev.; bulletins 260 and 267, from Director, Experiment Station, East Lansing, Mich.; circulars 31 and 32, from Director, Experiment Station, Lafayette, Ind. It would certainly be profitable as well as interesting for farmers interested in weed control and small seed improvement to make a careful study of weeds and weed seed impurities of commercial small seeds. The botanical department of Purdue experiment station will name any weeds sent In at any time, while the agricultural extension department of Purdue university will name any weed seeds or other seeds sent in for naming. The extension department will also make purity or germination tests of seeds for any desiring this help. Demand high-grad* seed and know whether or not seed offered is really high grade befor* buying.

Is slaked in a shallow box. Oreat care should be taken to neither drown nor burn the lime, as a lumpy milk of lime will result in either case. Shovel this lime paste into a barrel and make up to 50 gallons. When thoroughly stirred, each gallon of lime stock so-, lution now contains two pounds of lime. When making a barrel of Bordeaux mixture (4-6-50), take 2 gallons of copper sulphate stock solution (4 pounds copper sulphate) and 3 gallons of the well-stirred lime stock solution (6 pounds of lime) and dilute each several times. Pour the two solutions simultaneously through a, strainer into the spray barrel and dilute to 50 gallons. The result is Bordeaux mixture. When large quantities of Bordeaux mixture are to be used, a mixing platform should be arranged. It should be high enough so that the materials can be run into the spray tank by gravity. The floor of this platform should be large enough to accommodate 4rom four to six fifty-gal-lon barrels. The stock solution barrels can be set to the rear of the platform and the dilution barrels near the front. The dilution barrels should each be equipped with spigots so that the solutions can be run by gravity through a common trough into the spray tank. In making 100 gallons on. this platform 4 gallons of copper sulphate stock solution are placed in one dilution barrel and six gallons of the lime stock solution in, the -second dilution barrel. The dilution barrels are then filled with water. The spigots on the dilution barrels are opened and the two materials run through the trough to the tank. As the two materials meet in the trough, 100 gallons of mixture is formed. A strainer is usually tacked over the end of the trough. Bordeaux mixture in itself is merely a fungicide and .has no beneficial properties in the control of Insect pests other than acting as a repellant. In order to make the material most efficacious it should be combined with arsenate of lead. Use two pounds of arsenate with every barrel of Bordeaux mixture. This combined spray will then control both the chewing insects and fungous diseases. Bordeaux mixture is now used as a fungicide on vegetable crops and as a standard means of controlling the bitter rot and apple blotch on the applet For a complete schedule of application, consult Leaflet 27. ,

Onions require a strong solLt Very sandy soil, as well as a heavy* clay,'is not as good as a rich loam. There is m Sanger of getting the soil too rich for onions’ Even if it is quite fertile, it is advisable to enrich it-by manure or some other fertUissm

Soil, for Onions.