Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 76, Hammond, Lake County, 16 September 1907 — Page 3

Monday, Sept. 16, 1907.

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The Spoilers.

By REX E. BEACH. Copyright. 1305, by Rex E. Beach. lCOSTINUEI. CHAPTER XX. : T S Helen and her companion ascended the mountain, sctu.ed I and swept by the tempest of - the previous night, they heap!, far below, the swollen torrent brawling In Its bowlder ridden bed, while behind them the anj,Ty ocean spread southward to a blood red horizon. Ahead, the bleak mountains brooded over forbidding valleys; to the west a suffused sun glared sullenly, painting the high piled clrnids with the gorgeous hues of a storm v sunset. To Helen. the wild scene seemed dyed with the colors of name and blood and steel. "That rain raised the deuce with the trails," fcaid Struve, as they picked their way past an unsightly "slip" whene'3 a part of the overhanging mountain, loosened by the deluge, had slid Into the gulch. "Another storm like that would wash out these roads completely." Even, in the daylight It was no easy task to avoid these danger spots, for the horses llouudered on the muddy soil. Vaguely the girl wondered how she would fihd her way back In the darkness, as she had planned. She said little as they approached the roadhouse, for the thoughts within her brain had begun to clamor too wildly, but Struve, more arrogant than ever before, more terrlfyingly sure of himself, was loudly garrulous. As they drew nearer and nearer, the dread that possessed the girl became of paralyzing intensity. If she should fallbut she vowed she would not, could not, fail. They rounded a bend and saw the Blgn of the Sled cradled below them where the trail dipped to a stream which tumbled from the comb above into the river twisting like a sliver thread through the distant valley. A peeled flagpole topped by a spruce bough stood in front of the tavern, while over the door hung a sled suspended from a beam. The house Itself was a quaint structure, rambling and amorphous, from whose sod roof sprang blooming flowers and whose high banked walls were pierced here and there with sleepy windows. It had been built by a homesick foreigner of unknown nationality whom the army of 'mushers" who paid for his clean and orderly hospitality had dubbed duly and as a matter of course a E ''Swede'. When travel, had changed to the river trail, leaving the house lonesome and high ns though left by a receding wave, Struve had taken It over on a debt and now ran It for the convenience of a slender traffic, mainly Btampeders, who chose the higher route toward the interior. His hireling spent the idle hours In prospecting a ' hungry quartz lead and In doing assessment work on nearby claims. Shortz took the horses and answered his employer's questions curtly, flashing a curious look at Helen. Under other conditions the girl would have been delighted with the place, for this was the quaintest spot she had found in the north country. The main room held bar and gold scales, a rude table and a huge iron heater, while its walls and ceiling were sheeted with white cloth so cunningly stitched and tacked that It seemed a cavern hollowed from chalk. It was filled with trophies of the hills stuffed birds and animals, skins and antlers from which depended iu careless confusion dog harness, snowshoes, guns and articles of clothing. A door to the left led into the bunk room, where travelers had been wont to sleep in tiers three deep. To the rear was a kitchen and cache, to the right a compartment which Struve called the art gallery. Here free reign had been allowed the original owner's artistic fancies, and ho had covered the place with pictures clipped from gazettes of questionable repute till it Mas a bewildering ar rangement of pink ladies in tights, pu gilists In scanty trunks, prize bulldogs and other less moral characters of the sporting world. "This Is probably the worst company you were ever In," Struve observed to Helen, with a forced attempt Pt lightness. "Are there no guests here? she asked him, her anxiety very near the sur face. "Travel is light at this time of the year. They'll come in later perhaps. A lire was burning in this piuk room where the landlord had begun spreading the table for two, and its warmth was grateful to the girl. Her compan ion, thoroughly at his ease, stretched himself on a fur covered couch and smoked. "Let me see the papers now, Mr. Struve," she began, but he put her off. "No, not now. Business must wait on our dinner. Don't spoil our little party, for there's time enough and to spare." She arose and went to the window, unable to sit still. Looking down the narrow gulch, she saw that the mountains beyond were indistinct, for it was growing dark rapidly. Dense clouds had rolled up from the east A raindrop struck the glass before her eyes, then another and another, and the hills grew misty behind the coming shower. A traveler with a pac' on his back hurried around the corner of the building and past her to the door. At his knoek Struve. who had Leon watching Helen through half shut eyes, arose and went into the other room

"Thank heaven, some one has come!" she thought. The voices were deadened to a hum by the sod walls till that of the stranger raised Itself In such Indignant protest that she distinguished his words. "Oh, I've got money to pay my way! I'm no deadhead." Shortz mumbled something back. "I don't care if you are closed. I'm tired, and there's a storm coming." This time she heard the landlord's refusal and the miner's angry profanity. A moment later she saw the traveler plodding up the trail toward town. "What does that mean?" she inquired as the lawyer re-entered. "Oh, that fellow Is a tough, and Shortz wouldn't let him In. He's careful whom he entertains, there are so many. bad men roaming the hills." The German came In shortly to light the lamp, and, although she asked no further questions, Helen's uneasiness increased. She half listened to the stories with which Struve tried to entertain her and ate little of the excellent meal that was shortly served to them. Struve meanwhile ate and drank almost greedily, and the shadowy, sinis

ter evening crept along. A strange cowardice had suddenly overtaken the girl, and If at this late hour she could have withdrawn she would have done so gladly and gone forth to meet the violence of the tempest. But she had gone too far for retreat, and, realizing that for the present apparent compliance was her wisest resource, she sat quiet, answering the man with cool words while his eyes grew brighter, his skin more flushed, his speech more rapid. He talked incessantly and with feverish gayety, smoking numberless cigarettes and apparently unconscious of the flight of time. At last he broke off suddenly and consulted his watch, while Helen remembered that she had not heard Shortz In the kitchen for a long time. Suddenly Struve smiled on her peculiarly, with confident cunning. As he leered at her over the disorder between them he took from his pocket a flat bundle, which he tossed to her. "Now for the bargain, eh?" "Ask the man to remove these dishes," she said as she undid the parcel with clumsy fingers. "I sent him away two hours ago," said Struve, arising as if to come to her. She shrank back, but he only leaned across, gathered up the four corners of the tablecloth and, twisting them together, carried the whole thing out, the dishes crashing and Jangling as he threw his burden recklessly into the kitchen. Then he returned and stood with his back to the Move, staring at her while she perused the contents of the papers, which were more voluminous than she had supposed. For a long time the girl pored over the documents. The purport of the papers was only too obvious, and as ghe read the proof of her uncle's guilt stood out clear and damning. There was no possibility of mistake. The whole wretched plot stood out plain, Its darkest infamies revealed. In spite of the cruelty of her disillu sionment Helen was nevertheless ex alted with the fierce ecstasy of power, with the knowledge that justice would at last be rendered. It would be her triumph and her expiation that she. who had been the unwitting tool of this miserable clique, would be the one through whom restitution was made. She arose with her eyes gleaming and lips set. "It Is here." "Of course It Is. Enough to convict us all. It means the penitentiary for your precious uncle and your lover." He stretched his chin upward at the mention as though to free Ms throat from an invisible clutch. "Yes, your lover particularly, for he's the real one. That's why I brought you here. He'll marry you, but I'll be the best man." The timbre of his voice was unpleasant. "Come, let us go." she said. "Go," he chuckled mirthlessly. "That's a fine example of unconscious humor." "What do you mean?" "Well, first, no human being could find his way down to the coast in this tempest; second but, by the way, let me explain something in those papers while I think of It." He spoke casual ly and stepped forward, reaching for the package, which she was about to give up, when something prompted her to snatch It behind her back, and It was well she did, for his hand was but a few iuches away. He was no match for her quickness, however, and she glided around the table, thrusting the papers Into the front of her dress. The sudden contact with Cherry's revolver gave her a certain comfort. She spoke now with determination. "I intend to leave here at once. Will you bring my horse? Very well, 1 shall do It myself." She turned, but his Indolence vanished like a flash. and, springing in front of the door, he barred her way. "Hold on. lady. You ought to understand without my saying any more. Why did I bring you here? Why did I plan this little party? Why did I send that man away? Just to give you the proof of my complicity in a crime, I suppose. Well, hardly. You won't leave here tonight. And when you do you won't carry those papers. My own safety de$euds on that, and I am selfish, so don't get me started. Listen!" They caught the wall of the night crying as though hungry for sacrifice. "No, you'll stay here and" He broke oft abruptly, for Helen had stepped to the telephone and tfdien down the receiver. He leaped, snatched It from her and then, tearing the instrument loose from the Avail, raised it above his head, dashed it upon the floor and sprang toward her, but she wrenched herself free and fled across the room. The man's white hair was wildly tumbled, his face was purple, and his neck and throat showed swollen, throbbing veins. He stood still, however, and his lips cracked into his ever present, cautious smile.

"Now, don't let's fight about this. It's no use, . for I've played to win. You have your proof now I'll have my price or else I'll take it. Think over which it will be while I lock up." Far down the mountain side a man was urging a broken pony recklessly along the trail. The beast was blown and spent, its knees weak and bending. 5ct the rider forced it as though behind him yelled a thousand devils, spurring headlong through gully and ford, up steep slopes and down Invisible ravines. Sometimes the animal stumbled and fell with its master, sometimes they aros together, but the man was heedless of all except his haste, Insensible to the rain, which smote him blindingly, and to the wind, which seized him savagely upon the ridges or gasped at him in the gullies with exhausted malice. At last be gained the plateau and saw the road-

house light beneath, so drove his heels into the flanks of the wind broken creature, which lunged forward gamely. He felt the pony rear and drop away beneath him. pawing and scrambling, and instinctively kicked his feet free from the stirrups, striving to throw himself out of the saddle and clear of the thrashing hoofs. It seemed that he turned over in the air before something smote him, and he lavstill, his gaunt, dark face upturned to the rain, while about him the storm screamed exultantly. The moment Struve disappeared into the outer room Helen darted to the window. It was merely a single sash, nailed fast and Immovable, but seizing one of the little stools beside the stove she thrust it through the glass, letting in a smother of wind and water. Before she could escape Struve bounded into the room, his face livid with anger, his voice hoarse and furious. But as he began to denounce her he paused in amazement, for the girl had drawn Cherry's weapon and leveled it at him. She was very pale, and hei breast heaved as from a swift run, while her wondrous gray eyes were lit with a light no man had ever seen there before, glowing like two jewels whose hearts contained the pent up passion of centuries. She had altered as though under the deft hand of a master sculptor, her nostrils growing thin and arched, her lips tight pressed and pitiless, her head poised proudly. The rain drove in through the shattered window, over and past her, while the cheap red curtain lashed and whipped her as though in gleeful applause. Her bitter abhorrence of the man made her voice sound strangely unnatural as she commanded: "Don't dare to stop me!" She mov ed toward the door, motioning him to retreat before her, and he obeyed, recognizing the danger of her coolness. She did not note the calculating treachery of his glance, however, nor fathom the purposes he had in mind. Out on the rain swept mountain the prostrate rider had regained his senses and now was crawling painfully to ward the roadhouse. Seen through the dark he would have resembled some misshapen, creeping monster, for he dragged himself, reptile-like, close to the ground. But as be came closer the man heard a cry which the wind seem ed guarding from his ear, and. hearing It, he rose and rushed blindly forward. staggering like a wounded beast. Helen watched her captive closely as he backed through the door before her, for she dared not lose sight of him tintil free. The middle room was lighted by a glass lamp on the bar, and Its rays showed that the front door was secured by a large Iron bolt. She thanked heaven there was no lock and key. Struve had retreated until his back was to the counter, offering no word, making no move, but the darting brightness of his eyes showed that he was alert and planning. But when the door behind nelen, urged by the wind through the broken casement, banged to the man made his first lightning-like sign. He dashed the lamp to the floor, where it burst like an eggshell, and darkness leaped into the room as an animal pounces. Had she boen calmer or had time for an instant's thought Helen would have hastened back to the light, but she was midway to her liberty and actuated by the sole desire to break out Into the open air, so plunged forward. Without warning she was hurled from her feet by a body which came out of the darkness upon her. She fired the little gun, but Struve's arms closed about her, the weapon was wrenched from her hand, and she found herself fighting against him, breast to breast, with the fury of desperation, nis wine burdened breath beat into her face, and she felt herself bound to him as though by hoops, while the touch of his cheek against hers turned her into a terrified, insensate animal which fought with every ounce of its strength and every nerve of its body. She screamed once, but it was not like the cry of a woman. Then the struggle went on in silence and utter blackness, Struve holding bee like a gorilla till she grew faint and her head began to whirl, while darting lights drove past her eyes, and there was the roar of a cataract in her ears. She was a strong girl, and her ripe young body, untried until this moment answered in every fiber, so that she wrestled with almost a man's strength and he had hard shift to hold her. But so violent an encounter could not last. Helen felt herself drifting free from I the earth and losing grip of all things tangible, when at last they tripped and fell against the inner door. This gave way, and at the same moment the man's strength departed as though it were a thing of darkness and dared not face the light that streamed over them. She tore herself from his clutch and staggered Into the supper room, her loosened hair falling in a gleaming torrent about her shoulders, while he arose from his knees and came toward her again, gasping: "I'll show you who's master here!" (To be Continued.)

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IN iMY LADY'S BOUDOIR Heavy looking hair is the latest requirement which fashion has put upon the woman who would look well groomed. One would think that the only possible way to live up to such a style is to have naturally thick hair or to buy it. Artificial locks help there Is no denying that but the secret of making- thin hair look thick really lit-s in the shampooing. The new shampoo is a direct departure from ail the rules of hair washing which we learned in our youth. The hair must be washed to the point of silkiness and kept in thut state if one wants It to look rieavv. and the new shampoo is supposed to do the work. There must be just enough natural oil in the hair to make It look glossy like silk, but not enough to give It a matted or greasy appearance. The fluffy hair for which we worked all summer was easily acquired by dry shampooing and powder, but these make one's locks look dull. Spraying the hair with clear warm water is the new method bv which the heavy look Is produced. After the spraying, let the moisture dry out of the hair naturally, sitting by an open j ' window if you wish to hasten the process. lowels and fans are quite i antiquated in the lore of the shampoo . and even soap to any extent is tabooed. If one wishes there may be a little suds in the first water, but one must be extremely careful that this Is all sprayed out In the second warm shower. A good old-fashioned washing. In which the head is thoroughly scrubbed, may be indulged in every three weeks, but not oftener, as it takes too much of the natural oil out of the hair. Since we are talking of hair I must tell you what a demure little friend of mine did. She was really a pretty girl all but her hair. The hair itself did very well, for it was soft and weavy, but she simply couldn't do it up to look stylish, or even neat. Just the minute that she combed It on top of her head it would slip to one side or the other. It invariably looked as if it hadn't been combed for twenty-four hours. So this bright girl stepped into the hairdresser's one day and said: "I want to be taught how to comb my hair." The hairdresser looked astonished, but she soon caught the spirit of the thing and gave the girl a good, solid hour of training In combing her own hair. She showed her that her pug slipped from the top of her head because she pushed the pins in the wrong way and made her pompadour too loose. She studied out the best kind of a coiffure for the girl's face, and then taught her just how to make every tiny curve In dressing the hair that way. The lesson cost a dollar, but it has been worth many times the amount to the girl. How few girls understand the use of peroxide. This very useful toilet table article has become so associated with the idea of Ijalr. bleaching in the minds of most women that unless they use it for that purpose it is never found among their row of bottles. Still it is invaluable if one ! realizes its many uses. For bleaching the little spots under the finger nails which the orange stick cannot reach it is the best thing in the world, and far better than lemon juice. It. will also take out discolorations in the skin where there have been pimples and blackheads, and it is a perfect antiseptic for cuts and bruises. TODAY'S MENU Breakfast. Baked Bananas with Cream. Boiled Hominy with Hot Milk. Mutton Hash. Baked Potatoes. Corn Bread. Coffee. Luncheon. Midget Pickles. Beef Broth. Hungarian Goulash. Potato Bails Boiled Chicory Salad, French Dressing. German Toast with Maple Sirup. Dlauer! Radishes. Cream of Carrot -oup. Hot Bread Bolls. Boiled Sirloin Steak With Mushroom Sauce. Creamed Turnips Puffed Baked Potatoes Tomatoes with French Dressing. Brown Betty Pudding, Brandy Sauce. Cream Cheese. "Wafers. Coffee. HOUSEHOLD HINTS To prevent buttons from tearing out, sew a small one to the back of a large one. Place a pin between whila sewing. This causes the threat to be loose, and thus makes it button easier. This plan the tailor adopts in all heavy garments. When covered buttons are to be Uaed as a decorative feature, disks cut from cardboard will answer for button molds. For very large buttons two thicknesses of cardboard would be needed. When Making a plaited skirt, lay your pattern on the goods, mark all perforations with chalk; lift the pattern off the goods; the large perforations mark with white thread, the small ones with colored threat. Then you will know exactly how the pattern goes together, as the. directions are given on all patterns how the perforations should meet. A good use for partly worn embroid ery trimming. The most admired waist I made this summer was very inexpensive and very little trouble. I tucked the material In pin tucks, yoke depth, back and front. I had an old summer dress, trimmed with very fine embroidery, of which the material was badly worn. I carefully cut out the flowers and leaves ana basted in a fancy design over the yoke and on me front of my new shirtwaist. Then I embroidered over this with fine mercerized cotton. It was done very quickly, and when pressed on the wrong side stood out finely. With collar and cuffs of Val lace. I had a very dainty and original waist. DELICIOUS DESERTS. Dutch Apple Cake Two cups of flour, one-half teaspoon salt, two teaspoons baking powder, one-fourth cup butter.

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Pattern For Misses' Nine Gored Plaited Skirt Designed by May Manton No. 5761.

The plaited sUirt is always becoming to young girls, and Just now it is in the verv height of style. This one is seven gored, S3 making the least possible bulk over the hips, while i: is abundantly full at the lower portion. In the illustration it is made of dark blue serrre trimmed with ! bands of the material stitched with hold ing silk, but the skirt is appropriate for almost every seasonable material. For the remaining warm weather it is charm, lng in the pongee, in white serge ai d white mohair that are so weir liked for your.g girls, while for the coming autumn It will be fashionable for every material rot too heavy to be plaited. One. two or three bands can be i:sed or the plain Stitched hem, as liked. The skirt is cut in nine gores and Is laid in backward turning plaits that aro overlapped at the upper edge. The folds ere arranged over it on indicated lines. There are inverted plaits at the back that are stitched tlat. The quantity of material required for the 16 year shss is 91 yards .7. D1 yards 44 or 4:Vt yards 52 inches wide if there is figure or nap, 74 yards 27. 4s yards 44 or ai yards E2 inqhes wide If sorge or other mnteri.-il without un anrl flnwTi 1 used -with 2 yards 27, 1!2 yards 44 or 1 yard Z2 inches wide for the folds. Sizes for girls of 14 and 16 years. DIRECTIONS Send 10 cents to this office, give number desired. It will then be sent to you by mail always give full address. Several days must one egg, one cup milk, two sour apples, two tablespoons sugar. Mix dry ingredients together, rub in butter. Add milk to beaten egg, then add whole to dry mixture. Spread in a shallow greased pan, pare, core and cut apples into sixteenths, put them in the dough inrows. Sprinkle sugar and cinnamon on top, bake in hot oven twenty or thirty minutes. Serve hot with butter, cream and sugar, or lemon sauce. I.emon Sauce.. Two cups of hot water, one cup sugar, two teaspoons of corn starch, grated rind and juice of one lemon, one tablespoon butter. Boil water and sugar, add corn starch mixed with a little cold water. Cook eight or ten minutes, add lemon and butter. Serve when butter is melted. CANNING PEACHES AND TOMATOES. I notice requests for recipes for canning peaches and tomatoes in glass. As I have had splendid success in using glass cans for several years I will gladly send my way of canning. Peachei -Prepare the peaches in the usual way, discarding any overripe fruit. Make a sirup of a scant cup of sugar to the quart of fruit, let boil for a few minutes, then drop the fruit in, cooking not over enough for two quarts at a time. Cook until fruit is easily pierced with a straw. Fill cans, cover with the sirup, place a piece of old muslin on top and screw on the lid Turn the can upside down after press ing down the rim, and Veave till it is cold. If the sirup does not run out the fruit will keep. Keep in a dark cool place, as the light and too much heat will turn the fruit soft. Tomatoes For tomatoes, scald, peel and cut away all green parts and all hard cores. Cook till perfectly done (adding a little salt while cooking). Don't try to can large tomatoes whole, for you can't be sure they are done, and if not, they will not keep. Place in cans, cover completely with the Juice. Be sure all air is out of can and the can full of juice. Place lid on, using good rubbers, preferably new ones. Press down rim and invert can and let remain until cold. If the least bit runs out it will not keep. I have canned this way for several years and know both recipes are good. TARTS AND CAKES. Chess Tarts One tablespoonful of flour and butter the size of an egg worked to a smooth paste, one egg and one cup sugar. Any flavoring can be used. Bake In a pie crust in small gem pans. Ilen Chocolate Cake One cup of

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A Native African Food. The native food of the Malunda coua try, la southern Africa, comprises m doc and that alone. It Is a plant particularly ednpted to wet. marshy soil, says the author of "In Remotest Barotseland." It takes two years to arrive at maturity and while growing requires very little attention. The root when full grown Is about the size and has very much the appearance of a Germau sausage, although at times It grows much larger. One shrub has several roots, and the extraction of two or three iu no way Impairs the growth of the remainder. Yhen newly dug It tastes lik u chestnut, and the digestion of the proverbial ostrich can alone assimilate it raw, but when soaked la water for a few days until partly decomposed, dried on the roofs of tho huts and stamped It forms a delightfully white soft meal, far whiter and. purer than the best flour. Then It Is beaten into a thick paste and eaten with a little flavoring composed of a locust or a caterpillar, which the natives seek In decajed trees. Another way of eatlug this native luxury Is by baking the roots after soaking them and eating It as you would a banana.

Georare Eliot's Savonarola. Savonarola 1 one of the most strik lng characters In George Eliot's great historical novel "Roraola." the scene of which Is in Florence and the period that of Savonarola's career. The Idea of writing the book occurred to tho novelist while on a visit to Florence, and on a second visit to the city, iu .1801, she began to carry out her project. The subject and design were foreign to the author's genius, but eho spared no pains In making a thorough, study of the locality, the people and the literature of the Italian renaissance for the purposes of her story. In her own words, the work "plowed Into her" more than any of her books. She began It, she s:iys, as a young woman and finished It ns an old woman. Her picture of Florence and Savonarola Is undeniably impressive, and some critics declare "Homola" to bo George Eliot's greatest novel and the character of Savonarola one of tho finest delineations. Pearson's. Slme of Heads. The average adult head has a circumference of fully twenty-two Inches. The average adult hat Is fully six and three-quarters size. The sizes of men's hats are six and three-fourths and six and seven-eighths generally. "Sevens" hats are common la Aberdeen, and tha professors of our colleges generally wear seven and oue-elghth to eight sizes. Heads wearing hats of the sizes six and three-eighths and smaller or being less than twenty-one Inches iu circumference can never be powerful. Between nineteen and twenty inches In circumference heads are Invariably very weak and, according to this authority, "no lady should think of mar rying a man with a head less thau twenty inches In circumference." People with heads under nineteen Inches are mentally deficient and with heads under eighteen inches Invariably ldU otic Loudon Young Woman. Safest I'laoe In Trains. "I have one rule for my family wheii they travel," said the conductor of the suburban train, "and that Is for them never to ride In the rear coach or the first one and, preferably, not In tho coach next to the last or first The reason for it is so obvious that I should think the foremost and last csrs of a train would have scant patronage from anybody who reads of railroad accidents. If there Is a smashup, those are the coaches that suffer. It seems strange that some kind of a buffer is not put behind the locomotive tender and at the rear of the train. How many lives would be saved by a device of the kind one has only to study tho statistics of railroad accidents to figure out for himself," New York Press. Seven out of every ten people who visit stores each day are "answering wont ads." mmmm Th h ' 1 Genuine. ,

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