Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 233, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 October 1914 — Page 3

The PLACE of HONEY-MOONS

by HAROLD MACGPATM

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SYNOPSIS. Eleanora de Toacana was singing In Faris, which, perhaps, accounted for Edward Courtlandt’s appearance there. Mul~timlllionaire, he wandered about where fancy dictated. He might be in Paris one day arid Kamchatka Vie-next. Following the opera he goes to a case and is accosted by a pretty young woman. She gave him the address of Flora Desimone, vocal rival of Toscana, and Flora gives him the address of Eleanors, whom he is determined to see. Courtlandt enters Eleanora's apartments. She orders him out and shoots at him. The next day Paris is shocked by the mysterious disappearance of the prima donna. Realizing that he may be suspected of the abduction of Eleanora Courtlandt arranges for an alibi. Eleanora reappears and accuses Courtlandt of having abducted her. His alibi is satisfactory to the police and the charge Is dismissed. Eleanora flees to Lake Como to rest after the shock. She Is followed by a number of her admirers, among them the prlflce who really procured her abduction. Courtlandt also goes to Coriio and there meets Jimmie Harrigan, retired prizefighter and father of Eleanora, whose real name is Nora Harrigan. Harrigan takes Courtlandt into his favor at once. He introduces Courtlandt to his daughter, but the latter gives no sign of ever having met him before. She studiously avoids him. Nora’s confessor scents a mystery involving Nora and Courtlandt He takes a strong fancy to the young man. CHAPTER IX—Continued. "I was asleep when the pistol went off. Oh, you must believe that It was purely accidental! She was in, a terrible state until morning. What if she had killed yon, what if she had killed you! She seemed to harp upon that phrase." Courtlandt turned a sober face toward her. She might be sincere, and then again she might be playing the first game over again, in a different guise. “It would have been embarrassing if the bullet had found- its mark.” He met her eyes squarely, and she saw that his were totally free from surprise or agitation or Interest “Will you be here long?" “It depends." “Upon Nora?” persistently. “The weather." “You are hopeless.” "No; on the contrary, I am the most optimistic man in the world." She looked into this reply, very carefully. If he had hopes of winning Nora Harrigan, optimistic he certainly must be. Perhaps it was not optimism. Rather might it not be a purpose made of steel, bendable but not breakable, reinforced by a knowledge of conditions which she would have given worlds to learn? “Is she not beautiful?” “I am not a poet.”' "Walt a moment,” her eyes widening! “I believe you know who did commit that outrage.” For the first time he frowned. “Very well; I promise not to ask any more questions.” “That would be very agreeable to me." Then, as If he realised the rudeness of his reply, he added: "Before I leave I will tell you all you wish to know, upon one condition. —• “Tell it!” “You will say nothing to any one, you will question neither Miss Harrigan nor myself, nor permit yourself to be questioned." "I agree." "And now, wlli*7ou not take me over to your friends?" "Over there?" aghast “Why, yes. We can sit upon the grass. They seem to be having a-good ;|me." What a man! Take him over, into the enemy's camp? Nothing would be more agreeable to her. Who would be the stronger, Nora or this provoking man? So they crossed over and joined the group. The padre smiled. It was a situation such as he loved to study: a strong man and a strong woman, at war. But nothing happened; not a ripple anywhere to disclose the agitation beneath. The sun was dropping toward the western tops. The guests were leaving by twos and threes. The colonel had prevailed upon his dinner guests not to bother about going back to the village to dress, but to dine In the clothes they wore. Finally, none remained but Harrigan, Abbott, the Barone, the padre and Courtlandt. And they talked noisily and agreeably concerning man affairs until Rao gravely announced that dinner was served. It was only then, during the lull which followed, that light was shed upon the pnssle which had been subconsciously stirring Harrigan's mind: Nora had not once spoken to the eon of his old friend. CHAPTER X. Everything But the Truth. ”1 don't see why the colonel didn't Invite some of the ladies,** Mrs. Harrigan complained. “It's a man party. He's giving it to

please himself. And I do not blame him. The women about here treat him abominably. They come at all times of the day and night, use his card room, order his servants about, drink his whisky and smoke his cigarettes, and generally invite themselves to luncheon and tea and dinner. And then, when they are ready to go back to their villas or hotel, take his motor-boat without a thank you. The colonel has about three thousand .pounds outside his half-pay, and they are all crazy to marry him because his sister is a countess. As a bachelor he can live like a prince, hut as a married man he would have to dig. He told me that if he had been born Adam, he’d have climbed over Eden’s walls long before the Angel of the Flaming Sword paddled him out Says he's always going to be a bachelor, unless I take pity on him,” mischievously. “Has he . . .?" in horrified tones. - "About three times a visit,” Nora admitted; “but I told him that I’d be a daughter, a cousin, or a niece to him, .or even a grandchild. The latter pre-sented-too many complications, so we compromised on niece.”* “I wish I knew when you were serious and when you were fooling.” “I am often as serious when I am fooling as I am foolish when I am serious . . .” “Nora, you will have me shrieking in a minute!" despaired the mother. “Did the colonel really propose to you?" “Only in fun.” - Celeste laughed and threw her arm around the mother's waist, less ample than substantial. “Don’t you care! Nora is being pursued by little devils and Is venting her spite on us." “There’ll be too much Burgundy and tobacco, to say nothing of the awful stories.” “With the good old padre there? Hardly,” said Nora. Celeste was a French woman. “I confess that I like a good story that isn’t vulgar. And none of them look like men who would stoop to vulgarity.” “That’s about all you know of men," declared Mrs. Harrigan. “I am willing to give them the benefit of a doubt” “Celeste,” cried Nora, gaily, “I’ve an idea. Supposing you and I run back after dinner and hide in the card room, which is right across from the dining room? Then we can judge for ourselves.” z “Nora Harrigan!” “Molly Harrigan!” mimicked the incorrigible. “Mother mine, you must learn to recognize a jest.” "Ah, but yours!” “Fine!” cried Celeste. s. As if to put a final period to the discussion, Nora began to hum audibly an aria from Aida. They engaged a carriage in the village and were driven up to the villa. On the way Mrs. the stranger, Edward Courtlandt. What a fine looking young man he was, and how adventurous, how well-connected, how enormously rich, and what an excellent catch! She and Celeste —the one innocently and the other provocatively—continued the subject to the very doors of the villa. All the while Nora hummed softly. “What do you think of him, Nora?" the mother inquired. “Think of whom*?” “This Mr. Courtlandt.” "Oh, I didn’t pay much attention to him,” carelessly. But once alone with Celeste, she seized her by the arm, a little roughly. "Celeste, I love you better than any outsider I know. But if you ever discuss that man in my presence again, I shall cease to regard you even as an acquaintance. He has come here for the purpose of annoying me, though he promised the prefect in Paris never to annoy me again." “The prefect! ’’ y “Yes. The morning I left Versailles I met him in the private office of the prefect. He had powerful friends who aided him in establishing an alibi. I was only a woman, so 1 didn’t count" “Nora, if I have meddled in any way,” proudly, “It has been because I love you, and I see you unhappy. You have nearly killed me with your sphinx-like actions. You have never asked me the result of my spying for you that night. Spying is not one of my usual vocations, but I did it gladly for you.” ’ “You gave him my address?" coldly. “I did not. I convinced him that I had come at the behest of Flora Desimone. He demanded her address, which I gave him. If ever there was a man la a fine rage. It was he as he left me to go there. If he found out where we lived, the Calabrian assisted him. I spoke to him rather plainly at tea. He said that he had had nothing whatever to do with the abduction, and I believe him. lam positive that he is not the kind of man to go that far and not proceed to the end. And now, will you please tell Carlos to bring my dinner to my room?" The impulsive Irish heart was not to be resisted. Nora wanted to remain firm, -but" Instead she swept Celeste Into her arms. "Celeste, donl be angry! 1 am very, very unhappy.”

If the Irish heart was impulsive, the French one was no lees so. Celeste wanted to cry out that she was unhappy, too. “Don't bother to dress! Just give your hair a pat or two. We'll all three dine on the balcony.” Celeste flew to her room. Nora went over to the casement window and stared at the darkening mountains. When she turned toward the dresser she was astonished to find two bouquets. One was an enormous bunch of violets. The other was of simple margueritlet. She picked up the violets. There was a card without a name; but the phrase scribbled across the face of It was sufficient. She flung the violets far down into the grape-

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vines below. The action was without anger, excited rather by a contemptuous indifference. As for the simple marguerites, she took them up gingerly. The arc these described through, the air was even greater. than that performed by the violets. “Pm a silly fool, I suppose," she murmured, turning back into the room again. . It was ten o’clock when the colonel bade his guests good night as they tumbled out of his motor boat They were in more or less exuberant spirits, for the colonel knew how to do two things particularly well: order a dinner, and avoid the many traps set for him by scheming mammas and eligible widows. Abbott, the Barone and Harrigan, arm tn.. arm, marched on ahead, whistling one tune In three different keys, while Courtlandt- set the pace for the padre« • All through the dinner the padre had watched and listened. Faces were generally books to him. and he read in this young man’s face many things that pleased him. This was no night rover, a fool over wine and women, a spendthrift. “There has been a grave mistake somewhere,” he mused aloud, thoughtfully. “I beg your pardon," -said Courtlandt. “I beg yours. 1 was thinking aloud. How long have you known the Harrigans?” “The father and mother I never saw before today.” “Then you have met Miss Harrigan?” “I have seen her on the stage.” “I have the happiness of being her confessor.” They proceeded quite as far as a hundred yards before Courtlandt volunteered: “That must be interesting." “She is a good Catholic.” “Ah, yes; I recollect now/’ “And you?” “Oh, I haven’t any religion such as requires my presence in churches. Don’t misunderstand me! As a boy I was bred in the Episcopal church; but I have traveled so much that I have drifted out of the circle. I find that when I am out in the open, in the heart of some great waste, such as a desert, a sea, the top of a mountain, I can see the greatness of the Omnipotent far more clearly and humbly than within the walls of a cathedral." “You believe in the tenets of Christianity?” “Surely! A man must pin bis faith and hope to Something more stable than humanity.” ’“I should like to convert you to my way of thinking,” simply. “Nothing is impossible. Who knows?" The padre, as they continued onward, offered many openings, but the young man at his side refused to be drawn into any confidence. So the padre gave up, for the futility’ of his efforts became Irksome. His own lips were so he could not ask point blank the question that clamored at the tip of his tongue. “So you are Miss Harrigan's conYessor?” “Does it strike you strangely?*’ "Merely the coincidence.” "If I were not her confessor I should take the liberty of asking you some questions.” "It is quite possible that I should decline to answer them." The padre shrugged. “It is patent to me that you will go about this affair in your own way. I wish you well.” “Thank you. As Miss Harrigan’s confessor you doubtless kotow everything but the truth.” The padre laughed this time. The shops were closed. The open restaurants by the water front held but few idlers. The padre admired the young man’s independence. Most men would have hesitated not a second to pour the tale into his ears in hope of material assistance. The padre's admiration was equally proportioned with respect. " “I leave you here,” he said. “You will see me frequently at the villa.” “I certainly shall be there frequently. Good night." Courtlandt quickened his pace which soon brought him alongside the others. They stopped in front of Abbott's pension, and he tried to persuade them to come up for a nightcap. “Nothing to It, my boy,” said Harrigan. “I need no nightcap on top of cognac 48 years old. For me that’s a whole suit of pajamas.” "You come, Ted.” (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Distance In Bavaria.

In the Bavarian highlands signposts along the roads. Instead of stating the number of miles or kilometers to the various villages, give the amount of time which the average pedestrian will supposedly take to traverse the distance, an exchange states. This is merely an official expression of the very general custom of the peasants In the region, who invariably tell inquirers on the roads not bow tar it is to a place, but how long it takes to get there. For Instance, one asks: “How far Is It to Oberammergau?” “A small half hour," will be the answer, or perhaps <*A good half hour” or “A big half hour." Which Is puzzling until the stranger learns that a “small half hour** means 26 minutes, “a good half hour” 30 minutes and "a big half hour” 38 minutes.

Kaiser as a Censor.

The kaiser has forbidden the production at Herr Reinhardt's Deutsches theater of a play called “Ferdinand. Prince of Prussia,” on the ground that one of the characters is a member of the Prussian royal family. , There is no appeal from the kaiser's censorship.

KRAFT CASE DISTURBS BASEBALL WORLD

Clarence Kraft, Over Whom Trouble Arose.

Regardless of what it was that brought about the declaring off of the threatened strike of the ball players, It is for the best interests of the game that no strike was taken. Baseball has withstood numerous abuses since Its birth-and has lived and prospered under them, but there is danger of the public becoming disgusted with the. methods now in vogue, says the Washington Star. The advent of the Federal league, which'caused players to jump their contracts, has already had a detrimental effect on the interest tn the sport, the attendance this season having fallen off materially as a result Had the players gone into a strike, as they threatened the game would have been dealt a blow from which It might never have recovered. It is being intimated that there was something more behind the threatened strike than the Kraft case. It may have been a Federal league Scheme, for if there had been a strike, the chances are that many of the flayers would have deserted organized baseball and gone to the Feds. In this way the independent organization would have been made a major league proposition in a single night. BaH

CAREER OF ROBERT H. VEACH

Tigers’ Great Left Fielder Commenced Playing With Peoria Club Four Years Ago. Robert H. Veach, left fielder of the Detroit American league club, was born In St. Charles, Ky., on June 29, 1888. He started playing professional ball with the Peoria club of the I. I. I. league in 1910. When Veach joined Peoria he was a pitcher and would

Bob Veach, Tigers’ Left Fielder.

probably have still been pitching in some minor league, had It not been for an injury to a regular outfielder that gave him a chance to start In at left field. During the 1911 season Veach did great work in the outfield and also pitched well when called upon. After joining Indianapods Veach gave up pitching and concentrated himself upon learning to play the outfield. Three months after he joined Indianapolis Veach’s release was purchased by the Tigers in 1912, and he has been with Jennings* teem ever since. Lack of ginger In the only noticeable drawback to Veach’s work. He is a hard hitter, fast fielder and possesses an excellent throwing arm. Ho bats and throws left-handed.

McAllester is Through.

; Catcher William McADester, who was sent by the St Louis Browns to Rochester, but who has been used only as a pinch hitter because of a lame shoulder, has about decided that he is done for and that he will give up the game and enter law practice in Chattanooga.

players should not forget that they owe something to the game. No other profession has been so kind to those engaged in it as has baseball. The players* salaries have gone upward by bounds, apd yet they fall again to where they started If public interest in the game is marred. Clarence O. Kraft was drafted from the Nashville Southern association last fall by Brooklyn. After releasing Kraft to the Boston Nationals this spring and later recalling him, according to officials of the Nashville club, President Ebbets of Brooklyn agreed to players to Nashville under an optional agreement only. The Nashville club accepted the proposition, but later formally withdrew their acceptance when the Brooklyn club delayed in complying. The Nashville club later heard that Kraft had been released to Newark of the International league. President Shropshire of the Nashville club immediately filed a protest with the national commission and later was notified by President Herrmann that Kraft had been awarded to Nashville.

SJODIES DIAMOND

Hans Wagner says they have rung his retirement bell so often that It sounds like the gong that Starts the game. • * • Jack Reilly, who held down third base for Yale last sumofer, has received an offer to join the New York Giants. • • • Among the useful accomplishments of Arthur Fletcher In pursuing his duties at short field is deft skill in touching runners. * * * Dick Rudolph, In the opinion of Manager Stallings, Is the best righthanded pitcher In Governor Tenor’s circuit just now. • • • Danbury in the Atlantic league has a real hitting pitcher In Schwartz. In a recent game against Peterson he made four home runs. » * • Barney Dreyfuss has bought Costella and obtained options on Dugan and Beatty, all three from the Poughkeepsie team of the South Atlantic league. ♦ • ♦ Scout Charley Kelchner of the St. Louis Browns says that Dixie Southern of Haverhill is the best pitcher he has seen along the New England league circuit • • • Counting the day’s gate receipts Is no longer a great indoor sport with the magnate. He can count it all in the time he walks from the gate to the office door. • • • Not an American league catcher Is hitting in the .300 division, while the National league boasts of Gonzales of Cincinnati, Wingo of St Louis and Archer of Chicago, all in the .300 list • * • Joe Lannin is sending a lot of good playing material to the Providence team for next year. Pitcher Ruth, who was secured from the Baltimore Orioles not long ago. has been sent to the Rhode Island capital. • • • The New York Americans have gone to the Atlantic league for another player, the purchase of Third Baseman Angele Aragon from the Long Branch club being announced. As his name Indicates he is, a Cuban. Hal Chase has failed to make the great hit with the Buffalo Feds that was expected and fans who follow the Feds in that city are clamoring that Joe Agler looks better on first bass than does the once famous Child I Harold.

POLICY OF FEDERAL LEAGUE

Baltimore Club Is Advised to Got Busy and Secure Players to Strengthen Their Team. Star Matthews, In the Baltimore Bun offers this kindly advice to the Baltimore Federal League Club: It has been the policy of the local club to go its way in peace, not touching players who are under contract, for organized ball has kept Its hands off Baltimore’s athletes. It was a wise policy earlier in the season, for nothing is to be gained by having a clever man under contract it, through an injunction, the club Is robbed of bls services. Paying large salaries to men for holding down seats in the grandstand is not good baseball and It doesn’t win pennants. Yet, since the courts have told that the Federal league Is right in its contention that the 10-day clause is worthless and unfair, Baltimore might as well get in early on the mats rush for stars of basebalidom, which is bound to begin some time before the flag falls on this race. The local directors can be relied upon to get what they need if it is on the market, but it would be fodlish for them to take any kind of a ball player simply because he can be secured. Good material will strengthen the club, but useless timber will only load up the payroll and nothing will be gained on the playing field. So, with the hop® of securing players who will be of assistance next year as well as this, the Terrapin officials are looking for only the best

MACK OVERLOOKED BIG BET

Pitcher Carrol Brown, Now With New York Yankees, Was Regarded as Real "Iron Man." Carroll Brown, the pitcher recently procured by the Yanks from Connie Mack, was regarded as the “iron man" of the minor leagues. While with the New London (Conn.) club in the Eastern league. In 1908,

Carrol Brown.

1909 and 1910 he pitched a total of 135 games—an average of 45 games a season. In 1911 he figured in nearly fifty games, pitching part of the season for New Britain, Conn., and finishing with Waterbury, Conn. Mack secured him from Waterbury at the end of the 1911 season. In 1912 Brown pitched in 35 games for the Athletics, winning 13 and losing 11, while in 1913 he worked in 44 games, winning 18 and dropping 10.

TROUBLES OF NATIONAL GAME

Federal League and European War Have Caused Big Loss In Gate Receipts This Season. Baseball has been a heavy loser this year because dr its own troubles with the Federal league war, and it is go ing to be a heavier loser because of the European war. How organised baseball will stand the two troubles that have overlapped, will be an interesting and vitally important development that must be awaited by thousands of persons, writes Tom Rice in Brooklyn Eagle. Already many occupations in this country have been seriously affected by the cutting off of imported raw material for manufacturing. The concerns involved will have to dose down because of a lack of work. The water front is already filled with idle men, who have been deprived of their incomes by the tying up of the foreign shipping trade. And so it will go. That the big leagues are in no danger of collapse for this season is almost a certainty, but that some of the minor leagues Will be crippled, or even crushed, is equally certain. One New England town already reported that it has 10.000 men out of work because the importers could not land stuff here from abroad. That sounds like the doom of whatever ball team that town has, and in the smaller leagues the death of a franchise usually means the crumpling of the circuit. The general tightening of money, with the tendency on the part of all hands to hoard, will have a widereaching effect on the club owners, not only for this year, but for next, and the era of excessively high salaries in the pastime will come to an end through no fault of either the players or the magnates.