Marshall County Independent, Volume 4, Number 52, Plymouth, Marshall County, 9 December 1898 — Page 3

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A FELON'S LOVE.

BY HENRY V. CHAPTER V. TIM sun had barely risen when the smokM from tho hots allowed that Reiimoi;n lad once more awakened to the laiic of another d;iy. The delicious seen of the wood area as the tlaraes rose in the fresh BOTH tag air proclaimed that tea was being made to be served out preparatory to the two hours' work that had to be fol through before breakfast-time. Men ft ambled out Of their huts, towel and soap in hand, and straggled down lo the creek to wash the "cobweb" out of their sleepy eye. "Mornin. Doctor," cried one. M he passed the kitchen door. "(iood hand at plum-duff. Doe tor?' inquired another. "WVIl see what you're made of on Sunday, mate. None of your stickjaw, mind. Haw, haw!" And jto on, each one having some rough, good-natured greeting for the "new ' hum." Thomas Baynes. the cook, was a smart, dapper-looking fellow. about the aerage height, hut lim. and he went about his work with a rapidity and Style that created a good impression ar once. In appearance he was dark almost to swarthiness. but this had evidently been produced by exposure to the sun. His boyish-looking face and youthful figure would certainly never have led any one to suppose that he was a married man: and. a many q the men remarked on first catching sight of him. he had "gone in for double harness pretty early in the day." The doctor, as the cook is generally styled on a station, proved hiuuself to be as punctual as he wae competent, and as the clock struck seven he rang the great bell outside the hut which called all band to their meal. Up they came, running and skylarking, from the shed, hungry as wolves, and eager to see what sort of a hand the "new chum" wa likely to turn out. "Blessed if those scones ain't tiptop." remarked a bearded stockman with his mouth full. "You keep at that, youngster, and we shan't fall out. We eard a 'ow you were a married man what's yer name? Tom? Well, all I can say is. you've took the plunge pretty early. Why. you ain't got no whiskers yet. How old are you?' "Twenty-three." replfcd Tom Baynes. hits face flushing at beins made the subject of a general scrutiny. "Twenty-three! Well. you don't look it." "Never mind. Tom you'll grow old fast enough," shouted another. "You musn't. mini Black Dick's talk he don't mean 'arf what he says." "Where's the missus?" inquired the man who rejoiced in the name of Dick. "She is tired." replied Baynes. "She is never streng at the beet of times." "That's bad news. We was in hopes of 'aviug a few quadrille-parties and :ich like when we eard a lady was coming up ' jine v s. 'Owever. you give 'er ra werry kind respects and tell er as 'ow I'll call in some time this afternoon and drop a card." continued the man. who had a high opinion of hiß own witticisms. Thus, with some coarse jests and chaff, the meal passed off. and as the rren -trolled back to the shed the general opinion seemed to be that the youngster knew what he was about, and was a better cook than the dirty old fellow who had preceded him. .oon after thpy had departed, and wliib- Baynes was engaged in washing up tin plates and pannikins. Mr. Hall looked into the kitchen. 'Getting on all right. Tom?" he inquired cheerily. "That's a food job. Roguish lor of men up hero at these times, but they mean no harm you'll soon gH used to them. You think you'll manage the work, eh? There are a good number of mouth.-; to feed." "1 ;trn not afraid of the work, sir." replied liaynes. "and think I ;hall gel on all right with the men. They all eem good-tempered enough." As he spoke Mr. Hall fancied be detected i curiously end tone in the man's voice, and he thought what a soft, gentle voice it was compared with the rougn tones of tue ordinary bush hand. "Your wife is she pretty well this morning after her long journey?" h aked. scrutinizing him rather sharply. "Yer.. sir, thank you." replied Tom. fitooping do.vn. as he answered. t, pick up a rloth h had dropped. 'Mrs. Had will look in ami ee her," continued the master of Redmount. "some time in the course of the morning" "Thank you, sir." answered Baynes; "but I would much rather that Is, she would rather not -she is in such a very nervous state, and her eyes trouble her so much, that if Mrs. Hall would excuse her, perhaps she may grow stronger with rest and care, and then "Oh. very well!" said Mr. Hall turning upon his heel. "When she is feeling letter will do as well, only my wife thought she might help her a little with some needlework and such things; hut if her eyes are so bad "They are not so bad as all that," Baynes remarked lurried ly "only sometimes. I am sure she will he happy to undertake any needlework Mrs. Hell wants doing. She is not quick,

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but she Is very clever with her needle. If 1 Slight go up to the house and fetch the things ifct will set to work at once." "TiniP enough fur that when he is well enough to see Mrs. Hall." returned the squatter. "Women like to chat together over that sort of business, I always find." "There is something very odd about that young chap, with his soft voice and bis ihy manner," Mr. Hl I iliought as he waiked on to the s'. 1. "His wife suiYeiv; from bad eye; ioo. yet she can do needlework -has a nervous complaint, and evidently is not anxious to he Invaded, I wonder what Pshaw- it's only my fancy. I suppose!" A few weeks passed hy. and shearing was a thing of the past. The station hands had settled down into their ordinary routine of work, and the extra men who had been employed during the busy season had passed on to find similar jobs elsewhere. "it is very gt range," remarked Mr. Hall one day to his wife, "that one never sees Mrs. Baynes. What can really be the matter with her? He tells me that her eye-sight is so bad that she cannot bear the light." " That is odd." replied his wife. "for. if her eyesight is so bad. how in the world dos she manage to hem these handkerchiefs so beautifully? I never saw better work in my life." "Well, that is curious!" interposes .lack Hall. "And shutting herself up too so persistently in Baynes' hut makes no end of gossip on the station. A fellow asked me yesterday when I was over at Bnmberra whether it was true that we had a maniac hut up here. If gossip of that sort is the talk of a place fifty miles away, we shall soon be getting a fine name for ourselves here at Redmount." "Oh. as for gossip, you'll find that everywhere!" remarked his father. "And. after all. Tom Baynes Is the smartest cook I've had for many a day. and a pleasant enough fellow, too. now he's got. over that shy sort of manner which he had whn he firnt came up." "Perhaps he is jealous of the other men. father." suggested Mary slyly, "and does not like them to look at her." "Tnat's possible." replied Mr. Hall. "I remember a man on board ship once who kept his wife locked up in her cabin for three months, and carried all her meals in to her himself." "What a brute!" cried Mary. "Do you mean to say he never let her out at all?" "Only at night-time in fine weather. and then h1 marched her up and down the deck for only an hour or two. Even on these nocturnal occasions she was so thickly veiled that nobody could get a glimpse of her features." "Perhaps she was a 'pig-faced lady' that he had married for her dollars." said Jack; "or she might have committed some crime, and he was helping her to escape. A murder perhapsGood gracious. Baynes. how you made me jump!" CHAPTER VI. As Jack Hall was speaking. Tom Baynes happened to be passing the open door with an armful of plates and dishes, and these he suddenly let fall with a crash upon the ground. "Dear me." cried Mrs. Hall, "how dreadfully careless of you. Tom! How are we to replace them? What could you have been thinking about?" "I am -o very sorry, ma'am." he replied. "1 must have slipped on something1 really don't know how;" and he leaned up against the veranda-post, looking an though but tor that support he would have fallen down. "Well, there don't look so scared, man!-' Bald Mr. Hall good-naturedly. "Pick up the pieces why. ihe hid looks ipiife frightened. There are worse accidents than that at sea ay. and on shore, too. for the matter of that !" Bayn-'S did as he v. as told, but he had tinned white to the very litis. he walked away with the broken rockery in his cook's apron, he repeated to himself "Ay. and on shore, too, for the matter of that." After a few months Mrs. Baynes' retirement ceased to excite much curiosity. She was an idiot, she was too ugly to face the daylight, she was anything that could possibly be suggested whenever her name was mentioned: but Baues was voted by all hands to be an obliging fellow and a capital ! cook, so the men soon ceased to worry him about his wife. One day Baynes asked permission to he allowed to repair and occupy an old hut which stood in a bit of neglected Karden upon the hillside some two hundred yards or more from the men's quarters. Mr. Hall told him he might do as he pleased, so. with the assistance ol one of the men. he took possession of the place, and very soon managed to make It snug and comfortable. Thither he removed his few goods and chattels, including Mrs. Baynes; but at what hour he made the exodus was never known, for the first intimation the station had of his having left his old quarters was the smoke issuing from the chimney of the renovated hut early the next morning. Mrs. Hall had, by her husband's ad

vice, eeased to offer to call upon Mrs. Baynes. "The woman is queer, or a great invalid," he remarked. "Her husband suits me veil enough, and she doe your needlework. Why worry about her? 'Leave wefl alone is my advice." . Mis. Hall found it extremely convenient to have i woman upon the station, even if she did choose to remain invisible. As Tom Baynes had at first stated, his wife was not quick tit her work, but was a wonderfully skillful needlewoman, and she saved Mrs. Hall many a wary hour's darning. One evening in the middle of April. some five months after Tom Baynes arrival, he was siiiinK in the kitchen with tome of the men. when a swagsman carrying a bundle slung on a stick walked up to the door and asked for a Blfht'l Nalgiiig. "Looking tor a job. mate?" asked one of the men. as he glanced up from bis Käme of euchre. "Yes." "What lay are you on ?" - "Knockabout band." "New chum?" "Ay; not a very old one anyhow, governor." "How long have you been out?" "Only a few months; but TO answer your questions better after I've got outside a .-quare feed and a pot of tea, I'll be bound. Eve come a good iah step today." "Here you are. mate!" interrupted Tom Baynes. placing a plentiful suppl of bread and meat in front of him. "Sit down and tackle that, and never mind their jaw." The men laughed and went on with their game, until the stranger, having satisfied his hunger and lighted a pipo. seemed more inclined for being put through his paces. "Any chance of a job here?' he presently inquired of the company in general. "Yes. I should think there ought to be." answered one. "You had better go up to the house and see the boss in the morning. He is pretty shorthnndeesKnce Oerman rharlie and Big Jack went off to Sullivan's to blow their cheques." Baynes was sitting on a bench on one side of the hearth, resting his chin on his hands, and looking moodily into tire Bickering log-fire. 'Where have I seen your face before?" asked the stranger suddenly. "Somewhere. I'll swear." "I don't rememher ever having seen you." replied Baynes, scrutinizing the other's features: "Indeed I am sure 1 never have. What may your name be?" "Mine's Bob Luke. What's vours?" "Luke!" echoed the cook, with a start. "Yes. Luke. Anything wrong with it? Yon seem to know the name somehow -perhaps you know something against it?" "No," said Baynes, I never knew anybody of that name. It was not that I am subject to a stitch sometimes which takes me suddenly. Know anything against it? Ha. ha! How could I? Why, I never even heard of it!" I thought perhaps you might, that's all." rejoined the new-comer. "There was a man called Luke a relation, too. of mine and he got into trouble, but his character was cleared from the charge. It makes a man touchy who happens to bear the same name; and when I saw you start I thought perhaps you'd heard about it. and and what may your name be?" "Mine? My name's Tom Baynes. I'm a londoner, and a new chum, too, like you." (To be Continued.)

CONSUELO'S GUESTS. Taking the Knelpp Cure Kvery Morulas at Iteuutlfut ltlenhvlm. Consuslo, duchess of Marlborough, inherited from her mother. Mrs. O. H. P. Bel men t, the talent of an expert entertainer. Progressive and charming, eleven and rich, she is constantly devising new ways to amuse her guests and succeeds far beyond most other hostesses in England. For a month back she and her husband have been amusing themselves and their friends with what they call recuperation parties. Blenheim, one of the finest old country seats in Kngland. is at its lovellesl in the early fall, and just now is crowded with guests, mostly young people resting after their dissipations of summer and building up against tno .avages of a winter society campaign yet to come. The Kneipp cure has many devotees among Consuelo's guests, and every morning they may be seen walking barefooted on a demy lawn as large as a city square. Somewhere near 100 people are staying at Blenheim, ami over half that number are taking the Kneipp nie. believing that dew upon the feet in the morning acts as a nerve tonic, freshening up the entire system for all day. Tho time for the dew cure is between 5 and 6 in the morning, for after that the .-un has absorbed the dew. The walk is taken before breakfast, with only a glass of milk in the stomach. The bath follows, then cornea breakfast, and after breakfast the Kneipp girls play tennis. It takes only a few days of this treatment to bring back bright eyes and roses, but whether improved condition is due to the Kneipp cure or to the regular life and early hours which the young duchess imposes upon her guests may well be regarded as an open question. "Oh. you needn't talk," said the indignant wife. "What would you be today if it weren't for my money, I'd like to know?" "I really don't know, my dear." calmly replied the heartless wretch, "but I'm inclined to think I would be a bachelor."

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Eduard Dumont, the Jew baiter of France Sees Onh V Lvil Where Hebrews Are in Question- The Greatest Tower in Paris.

II K other day when disorders were going on In the streets of Paris an interested spectator was Edouard Drumont. the editor of La Libre Parole. He is France's Champion Jew baiter. He is heading the move m e n t against a reopening of the Dreyfus ;;-e. Where other people see a nigger in every woodpile, M. Drumont sees a lew. Near and nearer to M. Drumont swept the roar of "A bas les Juifs!" in he streets of Paris, swelling in volume as it rolled along, says a cable correspondent. It was a proud moment for M. Drumont. says the correspondent. He could not contain his emotion while seated. In his passion for law and order he forgot that the cry a bas anything was forbidden. Standing up in his carriage he yelled himself hoarse with "A bas les Juifs! Vive l'armee!" A writer in the London Daily Mail has the following to say about this strange man. Edouard Drumont, the Jew baiter, is for the moment king of France; his sovereignty is no less potent beEDUARD DRUMONT. i ause it is unacknowledged; and if tomorrow he thinks proper to unseat Felix Faure In the interest of If. Esterhazy, another president will inhabit the Klysee. Elsewhere than in Paris he Wold exert no influence; but this metroi olis of treed: m and political theory has ever been conquered by strange mast us. and it is worth while to eonidei what manner of man it is that has now i ubdued to his hand what was once the most intelligent and enlightened country of Europe. Long since M. Drumont forgot history and laid aside research, that he might the better devote himself to the baiting of the Jews; and for the last seven years, week in, week out. he has fought the Hebrew with whatever weapons, fair or unfair, have come into his hand, until his "organ" "I.a Libre Parole" has become the most malignant journal in Europe. PATRIOTIC

HELEN M. UOODIN, AGED 7.

Miss Helen M. Goodin is only 7 years )i age. but she is a patriot and a loyal Philadelphian as well. She Is the daughter of M. H. tioodin, proprietor of the Ringham house, and it was natural that she should hear a good deal about the preparations for the peace jubilee iu Philadelphia The talk interested hsr greatly and the appeals for money struck a responsive chord in her breast. Accordingly she sat down and took out her check book Being pledged to the theory that the Jews have Invented nothing, have achieved nothing since the world began, he nonetheless freely admits that the Jews are today the rulers of France. Now, were it true that modern France is the sport of Hebrew cunning. It were tragic indeed, since the bravest country cannot survive the disgrace of alien domination. But no true friend of France will Indorse M. Drumont's illconsidered charge, and he himself cannot he sensible of its logical eonclusUin. For if the Jews be the foolish unimductive people "La Libre Parole" wuotd have vou believe them, what

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shall we say of the French, who allow themselves to be governed and hoodwinked by a race of "faineant ?" Drumont poses as a writer with a mission. and his mission is to prove first, that no Jew was ever aught but a blackguard: second, that every man that I, Edouard Drumont hate is of Abraham'.-, teed, it is not remarkable, therefore, that he has a keen nose for a Jew. His scent, in truth, is often so sharp that it carries him miles away on a false trail. If you believe him. you will conclude that all the sorrows of the world sprang from the Jews. Who was Paris. the shameless cause of the Trojan war. but a villainous Hebrew, stealing the fairest maiden of the Ayran Greeks? And thus he drags you through the immemorial records; thus he discovers that every crime which has shocked the human race was committed by people chosen of (od. For facts he has the fanatic's own contempt, and he will twist the truth to back an argument with the easy assurance of one who knows that he appeals not to the intelligence, but to the passions of men. Though he adopts as his motto "France for the French'' he involves in a common charge of Judaism, most of the heroes who in modern times have worked and fought for the glory of France. For instance. Napoleon Is a Jew. and so hi4 Incomparable genius is turned into a kind of luck. "He had but to appear.'' pays the Jew baiter, "for everything to succeed." He took Malta the impregnable In a day: . e crossed the Mediterranean when ii was packed with English cruisers. The argument is illogical, of course, and success sometimes is the fruit of genius: but illogicality has never perturbed the philosophic brain of M. Drumont. and you are not surprised that he empties upon Gambetta his whole basket of vituperation. Vet doubtless history will reverence Gambeta's patriotism when the very name of "La Libre Parole" is blotted out from the memory of man. It was the Dreyfus case which gave Drumont his best opportunity of distinction, and he took his opportunity with a cheerful zeal. He has nursed the "affair" until the national honor seems involved, and never once has he raised his voice for justice. The man is a Jew, he cries and. therefore, let us suppress the truth, whatever It be. And so his journal has become a school of abuse; its language is so mightily overcharged that only excitement lends It meaning How dreary it is to read, and what an influence! Even the Jew baiter should grow tired of it daily contortion, itsperpetual exhibition of fruitless ran cour. M. Drumont is supremely ignorant of English affairs, butt is nonetheless dogmatic concerning the wrongs of Ireland. He is ready to believe any fable that is told him of the hated Saxon. I'ii K im i sen Humming Bint. In the island of Minora, one of th LITTLE GIRL. this young miss is thrifty and has bank account -and drew her check fot $100 to the order of the jubilee committee. She is a good penman and understands banking methods, so hei check was as good as gold, and wheD she turned it over to her father tin latter promptly forwarded it to th fund. What 1? more, he probably never did anything in his but' life that he was more proud of than the sending of his daughter's own contribution. ! Philippines, the humming hlrds art ( pugnacious little creatures. Thousand i of them frequently attack huntsmet I without the slightest provocation. Inj tlicting sometimes serious wounds on the face and neck. municipal KxilvTHV LWHMa It. The municipal operation of th street railways of Dover (England) ha enabled the city to reduce the tax rate 2 pence in the pound. The town began the construction of the system in 13 Don't think that an apology alwayi wipes out th offenen.

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MASONIC. PLYMOUTH K I L W I N I N G LODGE, No, 149, F. and A.M.; meets first and third Friday evenines of each month. Daniel McDonald, YV. M. Tohn Corner! v. Sec. PLYMOUTH CHAPTER. No .19, R. A. M. ; meets second Friday evening of each month. L. Southworth H. P. J. C.Jilson, Sec. PI YMOUTH COMMAXD'RY, No 26 K. T.; meets second arid fourth Thursday of each month D McDonald E. C.; L.TannerRec PLYMOUTH CHAPTER, No 26, O. E. S.; meets first and third Tuesdays of each month. Mrs. Mary L. Thayer YY. M. Mrs. G. Aspinall. Sec ODD FELLOWS. AMERICÜS LODGE, No. 91 , meets ever- Thursday evening at their lodge rooms on Michigan st. Ed Campbell N. G. Chat. Shearer Sec KNIQHTS OF PYTHIAS. HYPERION LODGE, No, 117 meets every Monday night in Castle Hall. Lou Allman C. C. Chas, S. Price K. of R. and S. FORESTERS. PLYMOUTH COURT, No. 499; meets the second and fourth I'ri-d-iv evenings each month, in K. of P. hall. Elmer YYrernt C. R. Daniel Cramer Sec. HYPERION TEMPLE RATHBONE SISTERS, meets first and third Friday of each month Mrs J. G. Davis, Mrs. Ren Armstrong K. O. T. M. PLYMOUTH TENT, No. 7; meets every Tuesday evening at K. O. T. M. hall. Dan.Jacoby, Com. James Hoffman, Record Keeper. L. O. T. M. WIDE AWAKE HIVE, No. 67; meets every Monday night at K. O. T. M. hall on Michigan street. Mrs. Flora J. Ellis, Commander. Bessie Wilkinson, Record Keeper. HIVE NO. 2S; meets every YY'ednesday evening in K. O. T. M. hall. Mrs. Maggie Fogle, Com., Alma E. Lawrence, Record Keeper. ROYAL ARCANUM. Meets first and third Y'ednesday evenings of each month in Simon' hall. Moses M. Lauer, Regent. Francis McCrory, Sec. WOODMEN OP THE WORL D Meets first and third Wednesday evenings of each month in K. of P. hall. C. M. Kasper, C. C. Joe Eich, Clerk Q. A. R. MILES H. TIBBETS POST, G. A. R; meets every first and third Monday evenings in Simons hall Dwight L, Dickerson Com,. Charlie Wilcox, Adjt. SONS OF VETERANS. Meets everv second and fourth Fri day evenings in G. A. R. hall J. A. Shank, Captain. Cora B. North, ist Lieut. CHURCHES. P U B S B Y T E ft 1 A N CHURCH Preaching at 10:30 a. in. and 7 p. rn Sabbath school at noon. Junior Endeavor at 4 p. m. Senior Kndeavor at 6 p. rn. Prayer meetrnj? every Thursday evening. Teacher's meeting immediately following. Rev. Thornberry, Pastor. METHODIST,- Class meeting every Sunday morning at f:30 o'clock Preaching at 10:30 a. iu.. and 7:: p. m Sunday school at 12 m. Ep worth leagus at. 630 p. m. Prayer meeting everj Thursday evening at 7:00 p.m. L. S Smith, pastor. J. W. Wiltfong, class leader. D.Frank Hedd, Sabbath school superintendent. PROTESTANT EPISCOPAL. St Thomas' church. Kev. Wm. Wirt Kay mond, rector. Sunday services, 10:30 a. ra., 7:30 p. m. Sunday service, at noon . Services Wednesday evenings at 7:80. Communion on holy days at 10 a. m. CHURCH OF GOD Carro and Water sts. Regular services 10:30 a. m., each Sunday. Third Sunday in each month preaching by J. L. Wince; fourth Sunday by II. V. Heed. 1030 Sunday morning and 7:30 Sunday evening. Sunday school at 12 o'clock; Eva Kailsbsck Supt. Prayer meeting. at 7:30 each Thursday exening. 1 N 1 T E I BROTH EKN . Sunday 9:30 a. m., class meeting. 10:30 a. m.. and 7:30 p, m , preaching by the pastor. 11:30 a. m., Sunday School. 5JQ0 p. m Junior Y . P. C. IT. meeting. 82OO p. m., Senior Y. P. C. U. meetina. A cordial Invitation is extended to the public. t'ATHOLIC CHURCH- Church Is held on Sundays as follows: Eirsi mass at 7 30 a m . second mass at 10 a m Yeppers at 3 p. m. Week day mass at 7:45. Lather Moeneh pastor. ARE YOU ALIVE To th fact that all 8'vccsfiil Imis1o sh raa e.-edit 'hoi guvns to Hie liberal i't of printers' lakf Way not yroBt bjr their exyeriftuMt