Jasper County Democrat, Volume 15, Number 24, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 June 1912 — Page 6

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The Courageous Miss Stuyvesant

By F. G. AFLALO

"Well,” the girl was saying, “I believe in asking for what you want. We do that over in my country, anyway.” And the musical drawl, no less than the clear olive comiflexion and velvet eyes, left little doubt as to what “my country,” was, for she spoke and looked the Californian, with a dash of Spanish blood. "Ask, then, O fair! and thou shalt have even to the half of my kingdom.” No sooner had Spencer Lathom uttered the jesting words than fee realized, with a little bitterness, that his kingdom consisted tfr the pay he drew as special correspondent, in peace or war, of the Morning News, a comfortable salary for any bachelor who looks to Fleet street for his bread, but no more than poverty by Compaq Ison with Miss Stuyvesant’s millions; they might be dollars, but even so they made four hundred a year seem beggarly. They had stayed a little longer than usual in the water, and were late for breakfast. In the center of the room stood a table larger than the rest, and laid for eight, and to this there came an old gentleman, prosperous and rubicund, with hair as white as his waistcoat. On four of the eight plates, his own included, were little piles of letters, two of them surrounded by telegrams. Mr. Richard Bontine gave only casual attention to such correspondence as followed him on his holiday. His confidential clerk saw to it that he was troubled as little as possible; and moreover, one of the other partners was in town. Then, by the way of more interesting literature, he opened his just as his wife passed on to her seat behind the tea and coffee pots. As his eye roved from the paper to those yellow envelopes, he emitted a low whistle, “What is it, Richard?” asked the lady, who had also looked at the tele-

"I’m Going to Say What’s on My Mind."

grams with the nervousness which the sight of them always caused her. “O nothing, my dear ; nothing,” Mr. Bontine gave a laugh that was a little forced. “Only another little kickup—er—in India. Quite a small affair, really!” A small affair! And there, staring him In the face, were those leaded headlines: Trouble in the Northwest Frontier. Hurried Dispatch of Troops. Russian Complications Feared. Cabinet Council Summoned. Of course! Those Infernal telegrams could mean nothing else. One was for Blake, Bobby Blake, who was to marry Pearl (the pearl these fond parents set above price) In October; the other for Spencer Lathom, who was to him as an elder son—Blake the soldier, who no doubt had to report Immediately for foreign service; Spencer the war correspondent, who would have, with all the risk and none of the glory, to go out to those pitiless mountain passes, perhaps to be sniped or knifed by Afridis. Silently young Blake read his wire, then handed it to his host, who, readlng it, laid a sympathetic hand over his eldest girl’s as she sat down beside him. Pearl did not need to be told. She was deathly pale, but carried herself finely. “Well,” ejaculated Mr. Bontine, “It’s d—. H’m, beg pardon, my dear. It’s hard lines, Robert. But duty calls, my boy, eh? And yours, Spencer? Same Job, I suppose^-what?” "Yes, sir,” was the reply, as the war correspondent scented battle. “And I’m off to Peshawur on Friday.” As a matter of fact, Miss Stuyvesant had no secrets from herself, and she was quite convinced that If she had to go through life without Mr. Spencer Lathom In close proximity It Wag not going to be her fault. She had been spending the London season at Clarldge’s with an effaceable chaperon, and having, a year or two earlier, been Pearl’s bosom friend at a Neucbatel pension, had gladly

spent August with her family by the sea. * . ■ As for him, he had been as & son to the Bontines ever since he could remember. They got through the meal perfunctorily and when It was over the two younger men went off arm in arm to the telegraph office, while Pearl went “to have a good cry” in her mother’s room. Dolores Stuyvesant walked a little apart. Her grief was deep also; but, as he had not given her the precious right to show it, she would keep It to herself. So she crept away to the deserted croquet lawn behind the hotel, and sat down on a rustic bench facing the sea. ‘ A heavy step crushed the gravel path, and hastily her handkerchief went to her eyes as she gave a very creditable imitation of a sneeze. Then she looked around. Old Bontine was looting at her with eyes full of sympathy. "Eh, my dear, it’s a bad business—what?" And he sat her. “Oh, dreadful, Mr. Botfly! So terrible for dear Perl. And she was so lovely about it. Oh, It —it—makes me bo unhappy!” “Yes, my dear, but she has to be a soldier’s wife and to get used to this sort of thing. It’s worse in a way for poor Spencer.” He was watching her narrowly now. She knew It, but could she keep the hot blood from mantling her cheek? “These war correspondents, you see, are non-combatants, and they run all the risks—eh, my dear, did you say anything?” For she had uttered a sound >hat might have been a sob. “Yes” he went on ruthlessly, “it’s such a pity, because he gets no glory. But it’s his living, he says, and he’s too proud to let me— Oh, bother!” he continued, as if struck by a sudden idea, “why can’t he marry? But it’s no use. The very fact of a girl having sixpence to bless herself with would choke him off, even if he worshiped the ground she walked on. He told me so.” He paused suddenly, half-frightened at the effect of his words. For she was leaning forward now, scarcely breathing, her great eyes fixed on his, as she said, almost inaudibly, “He —told —you so! When?” Then he dashed straight ahead. It was now or never! “Why, only last night, after you had all gone to bed, I chaffed him; only my little joke, you know, and he— Yes,” he concluded defiantly, “I meant to tell you this. It seemed a shame to let everything go wrong for want of a meddlesome old fool to put it right. You —you are not angry with me, my dear—what?” And, with a silent prayer that his Lavinia, to whom he had been faithful all their wedded days, might not at that dreadful moment be looking in their direction, he suffered her to press her cool young lips to his rosy old cheek. And still the August sun shone brightly, though this time we see it over London town. Yet smart cars and carriages rolled In and out of the Bide streets that led to the squares, and It was hard to believe that the great city was as empty as the newspapers would have their readers think itSo, at any rate, thought Spencer Lathom, as a minute before noon, he passed into the shade under the portico of Claridge’s and seat his name up to Miss Dolores Stuyvesant. Which accomplished, this ordinarily selfpossessed man felt so nervous that he actually contemplated seeking safety in flight and was only indeed stayed from making so ignominious a retreat by the vision that suddenly barred the way. “Ah, this is just lovely of you! So you got my letter, say?” “And here I am,” was the reply. “Come in right here,” she said, then hit her lip. "Now look here, Mr. Spencer Lathom, I’m going to say what’s in my mind. It’s a way we have in God’s country. And, whatever you may think of it, I know that you are a gentleman and will say nothing to anyone.” Not daring to think what this wonderful darling was going to say next, he could only feebly bow his assent. Very well then. Yo do —rather like me—don’t you?” Like her! Like her! He wanted to fall down and kiss her feet, but he was not going to tell this Dollar Princeßs what was In his mind. “You know you do! Why, you told Mr. Bontine so only the other night.” As his confusion became more evident, she grew calmer. It Is a way women have. "Yes,” she proceeded with deliberation, “you also told him that those blamed dollars of mine—which I can’t help a little mite, and which are rather nice after all —were in the way, and—o, Spencer Lathom, Spencer Lathom, I’m thinking you’re jußt a coward after all!” “But,” he stammered, white as a sheet. "But,” she interrupted, "I’m not anyway, noflme. Spencer Lathom, will you marry me?” She all but swooned. Then he caught her in his arms.

Gruesome Relics Not In Demand.

Hangmen’s autographs are not a valued marketable property. A few days ago a collection of letters bearing the signatures of Calcraft, Berry and Billington, with the autograph of th« notorious Crlppen thrown in, only realized $4 at a London sale. Berry’s autograph appeared on a letter to an editor, protesting that an Impostor had been attracting to himself a certain amount of attention by declaring in the publlc-housea of the district that he himself was Berry.— London Hall.

HOW ADVERTISING SAVED A COLLEGE

By HERBERT H. SMITH.

There Is no good reason why a man cannot be “persuaded hy advertising to join a church or donate SI,OOO to a college as well as to buy a mattress with a peculiar name or a fountain pen with a particular crook. It was left for a small institution on the prairies of South Dakota —Huron college of Huron—to make a conspicuous success of college advertising aimed at the people with money rather than children, In an effort to obtain sufficient endowment to enable it to continue its efforts to educate the youth of the frontier state. The goal was an endowment fund of $500,000 to be raised before a certain date in order to secure large contingent gifts, and President C. H. FVench ascribes much of the success of the campaign to the advertising of the college. Before the advertising began President French had good “distribution,’' to use the terms of merchandising. He and his college were known to the members of the Presbyterian church over the country. The school is attached to that denomination, although as is usual with the small western colleges. young people of all denominations attended. President FVench, who was his own agency and advertising man, was also provided wjth supplemental advertising to that done in periodicals and had follow-up in the shape of a college bulletin which went to a large list of friends of the college.. Because the college could appeal to but a limited class the advertising was confined to two church papers, the Continent and the New York Observer. The copy was changed each week. There wms behind the college a history replete with the sacrifices of students and professors so that there were human Interest tales in abundance on which to hang an ad. The college had been running $20,000 a year behind in its expenses. This money had to be raised by the presi- ’ dent on begging expeditions. The trustees determined to end that and set after an endowment. The general educational board and J. J. Hill helped with large gifts contingent on raising the rest —so much in South Dakota and the rest elsewhere. Used House Organ, Too. Although South Dakota has had two years of" poor crops, work was commenced on the members of the Presbyterian church in that state. They, were sent copies of the Bulletin, the “house organ,” In which a history of the college was printed, together with current news about the progress of the endowment campaign. Each week |hese same families received the quarter-page ads. of the college in. their church paper, pounding home the message that Huron college would die unless the money were found. The ads. were rather unique in their breaking away from ordinary religious paper advertising. One was as fol- ; lows: "A birthday dollar.” A little girl almost six years old overheard her mother and father talking aboutthe danger that Huron college might die if It did not get endowment. “ ‘What, that College die ?’ she cried. *We can’t let It do that, can we, mother? I will give the dollar that grandpa Is going to send me for my birthday.’ ” The dollar came and its simple story won many other dollars. A small hoy who gave two cents got a big “head” In the advertisement of the college soon after. All of the advertisements were of the same simple sort. The record of the college in regard to home and foreign missions and men and women who had gone from the college to work in those fields was “reason why” copy that the college should he supported with sufficient endowment. Each ad. carried a statement of the amount of money raised and that needed by the time the limit expired. The space was usually a quarter-page with plenty of white showing to make it stand out. "November 11 Huron college loses $130,000” was the headline of one of the ads. announcing the necessity ofi raising the endowment in time to savei the contingent pledges. The money was raised on the lasti night of the period amid the usual accompaniment of college approval of a thing well done. President French! expects that the number of studentswill be largely increased through the publicity the college has received, although no effort was directed toward! that end in this movement.

Not Such a Stupid Scot.

The Scotchman could not find hie ticket. On the conductor’s second, round it was still missing. “What's that in your mouth?” hot asked. Sure enough, there was the missing! ticket The conductor punched it and went on his way. "Ah, weel," said Sandy, in reply toj his fellow passenger’s banter, "I’m naei sae absent-minded ub ye wad thtnir-} Ton was a very old ticket, and I Just bit off the date.”—Sucoess.

Blow Your Whistle.

Yesterday my small kid said, me a nickel, quick!" "What do you want a nickel for 1r such a hurry?” I asked. "Don’t you hear that whistle? That’s the popcorn man, and he has the dandiest pop-corn, all buttered, a big sack for a nickel. Hurry up!” I dug, and then I said, "If only more merchants would blow their whistles more people would be ’digging up' fo^