The Syracuse Journal, Volume 3, Number 48, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 30 March 1911 — Page 3

1/2 STORY The Courage of Captain Plum By JAMES OLIVER CURWOOD J—L I Illustration* by Magnus G. Kettner I (Copyright 1908 by Bobbs-Merrill Co.) n SYNOPSIS. Capt. Nathaniel Plum of the sloop Typhoon. lands secretly on Beaver island, stronghold of the Mormons. Obadiah Price. Mormor. Councilor, confronts him, lells him he is expected, and bargains for the ammunition aboard the sloop. He binds Nat by a solemn oath to deliver a package to Franklin Pierce, president of the United Slates. Near Price’s cabin Nat sees the frightened face of a young woman who disappears in the darkness, leaving an odor of lilacs. It develops that Nat’s visit to I he island is to demand settlement of the king. Strang, for the looting of his slooa by Mormons. Price shows Nat the king’s palace, and through a window he sees the lady of the lilacs, who Price says is the king’s seventh wife. Calling at the king’s office Nat Is warned by a young woman that his life is in danger. Strang professes Indignation when he hears Nat’s grievance and promises to punish the guilty. Nat rescues NeH, who Is being publicly whipped, and the king orders the sheriff. Arbor Croche. to pursue and kill the two men. Plum learns that Marion, [the girl of the lilacs, is Neil’s sister. The two men plgn to escape on Nat’s sloop and take Marion arid Winn'some, daughter of Arbor Croche, and sweetheart of Neil. Nat discovers that the sloot is gone. Marion tells him that his ship . las been seized by the Mormons. She begs him to leave the island, telling him t rat nothing can save her from Strang, whom she is doomed to marrv. Plum finds Price raving mad. Recovering. he tells Nat that Strang is doomed, that armed men are descending on the Island. Nat learns that Marion has been summoned to the castle by Strang. Nat kills Arbor Croche. and after a desperate fight with the king, leaves him for dead. The avenging host from the mainland descends on St. James. Neil and Nat take a part in the battle and the ' latter is wounded. Stiang, whom Nat thought he had killed, orders him thrown into a dungeon. He fir ds Neil a fellcfw prisoner. They overhear the Mormon jury deciding their fate. A bribed jailer brings the prisoners word of Winnsome and Marion. CHAPTER XI. "The Straight Death.” Hands were fumbling with the chain at the dungeon door. it opened and Jeekum’s ashen face shone in the candle-light. For a moment his ingntened eyes rested on the twp men still standing in their last embrace of friendship. A word of betrayal from them and he knew that his own doom was sealed. He came in, followed by four men. One of theim was MacDougall, the king’s whipper. In the corridor were other faces, like ghostly shadows in the darkness. Only MacDougall’s face was uncovered. The others were hidden behind white masks. The men uttered no sound, but ranged themselves like specters in front of the door, their cocked rifles swung into the crooks of their arms. There was a triumphant leer on MacDougall’s lips as he and the jailer approached. As the whippet bound Neil’s hands behind his tack he hissed in his ear: “This will be a better job than the whipping, damn yoii!” Neil laughed. “Hear that, Nat?” he asked, loud enough for all in the cell to hear. ’•MacDougall says this will be a better job’than the whipping. He remembers how I thrashed him once when he said something to Marion one day.” Neil was ias cool as though acting his part ip a play. His face was flushed, his eyes gleamed fearlessly defiant. Ar d hJathaniel, looking upon the courage of this man, from under whose feet had been swept all hope of life, felt a twinge of shame at his own nervousness. MacDougall grew black with passion at the faulting reminder of his humiliation and tightened the- thongs about Neil’s wrists until they cut into the flesh. “That’s enough, you coward!” exclaimed N athaniel, as he saw the blood start “Here—take this!" Like lightning he struck out and his fist fell with crushing force against the side of the man’s head. MacDougall toppled back with a hollow groan, bloqjj spurting from his mouth and nose. Nathaniel turned coolly to the four rifles leveled at his breast. “A pretty puppet to do the king’s commands!” he cried. “If there’s a man among you let him finish the work!” Jeekum had fallen upon his knees beside the whlpper. “Great God!” he shrieked. “You’ve killed him! You’ve stove in the side of his head!” There Was a sudden commotion In the corrldpr. A terrible voice boomed forth in a roar. “Let me in!” Strang stood in the door. He gave a single glance at the man gasping and bleeding in the mud. Then he looked at Nathaniel. The eyes of the two men met unflinching. There was no hatred now in the prophet’s face. “Captain Plum, I would give a tenth of my kingdom for a brother like you!” he said calmly. “Here —I will finish the work.” He went boldly to the task, and as he tied Nathaniel’s arms behind him he added “The vicissitudes oi war, Captain Plum. You are a man—and can appreciate what they sometimes mean!”

A few minutes later, gagged and bound, the prisoners fell behind two of the armed guards and at a command from the king, given tn a low tone to Jeekum, marched through the corridor and up the short flight of steps that led out of the jail. To Nathaniel’s astonishment there was no light to guide them. Candles and lights had been extinguished. What words he heard were spoken in whispers. In the, deep shadow of the prison wall a third guard joined the two ahead and like automatons they strode through the gloom with slow, measured step, their rifles held with soldierly precision. Nathaniel glanced over his shoulder and saw three other white masked faces a dozen feet away. The king remained behind. He shuddered and looked at Neil. His companion’s appearance was almost startling. He seemed half a head taller than himself, yet he knew that he was shorter by an inch or two; his shoulders were thrown back, his chin held high, he kept step with ithe guards ahead. He was marching to his death as coolly as though on parade. Nathaniel’s heart beat excitedly as they came to where the scrub of the forest met the plain. They were taking the path that led to Marion’s! Again he looked at Neil. There was no change in the fearless attitude of Marlon’s brother, no lowering of his head, no faltering in his step. They passed the graves and entered the opening in the forest where lay Marion’s home, and as once more the sweet odor of lilac came to him, awakening within his soul all those things that he had tried to stifle that he might meet death like a man, he felt himself weakening, until only the cloth abo.ut his mouth restrained the moaning cry that forced itself to his lips. If he had possessed a life to give he would have sacrificed it gladly then for a word with the Mormon king, a last prayer that death might be meted to him here, where eternity would come to him with his glazing eyes fixed-to the end upon the home of his beloved, and where the sweetness of the flower that had become a part of Marion herself might soothe the pain of his final moment on earth. His heart leaped with a hope as a sharp voice from the rear commanded a halt. It was Jeekum. He came up out of the darkness from behind the rear guard, his face still unmasked, and for a‘few moments was in whispered consultation with the guards ahead. Had Strang, in the virulence of that hatred which h* concealed so well, conceived of this spot to give added torment to death? It was the poetry of vengeance! For the first time Neil turned toward his companion. Each read what the other had guessed. Neil, who was nearest to the whispering four, turned suddenly toward them and listened. When he looked at Nathaniel again it was with a slow negative shake of his head. Jeekum returned quickly and placed himself between them, seizing each by an arm, and the forward guards, pivoting to the left, set off at their steady pace across the clearing. As they entered the denser gloom of the forest on the farther side Nathaniel felt the jailer’s fingers tighten about his arm, then relax —and tighten again. A gentle pressure held him back and the guards in front gained half a dozen feet. In a low voice Jeekum called for those behind to fall a few paces to the rear. : , Then came again the mysterious working of the man’s fingers on Nathaniel’s arm. Was Jeekuip signaling to him? He could see Neil’s white face still turned stoically to the front. Evidently nothing had occurred to arouse his suspicions. If the. maneuvering of Jeekum’s fingers meant anything it was intended for him alone. - Action had been the manna of his life. The possibility of new adventure, even in the face of death, thrilled him. He waited, breathless—and the strange pressure came again, so hard that it hurt his flesh. There was no longer a doubt in his mind. The king’s sheriff wanted to speak to him. And he was afraid of the eyes and ears behind. The fingers were cautioning him to be ready—when the opportunity came. The path widened and through the thin treetops above their heads the starlight filtered down upon them. The leading guards were 20 feet away. How far behind were the others? A moment more and they plunged into deep night again. The figures ahead were mere shadows. Again the fingers dug into Nathaniel’s arm, and pressing close to the sheriff he bent down his head. A low, quick whisper fell in his ear. “Don’t give up hope! Marion— Wlnnsome—” The sheriff jerked himself erect without finishing. Hurried footsteps had come close to their heels. The rear guards were so near that they could have touched them with their guns. Had some spot of lesser gloom ahead betrayed the prisoner’s bowed head and Jeekum’s white face turned to it? There was a steady pressure on Nathaniel’s arm now, a warning, frightened pressure, and the hand that made it trembled. Jeekum feared the worst—but his fear was not greater than of disappointment that came to smother the excited beating of Nathaniel’s heart. What had the jailer meant to say? What did he know about Marion and Winnsome, and why had he given birth to new hope in the same breath that he mentioned their names? His words carried at least one conviction. Marion was alive despite her brother’s somber prophecies. If she had killed herself the sheriff would not have coupled her name with Winn some’s in the way he had. Nathaniel’s nerves were breaking with suspense. He stifled his breath

to listen, to catch the faintest whisper that might come to him from the white faced man at his side. Each passing moment of silence added to his desperation. He squeezed the sheriff’s hand in his arm, but there was no responding signal; in a patch of thick gloom that almost concealed ■the figures ahead he pressed near to him and lowered his head again—and Jeekum pushed him back fiercely, with a low curse. They emerged from the forest and the clear starlight shone down upon them. A little distance off lay the lake in shimmering stillness. Nathaniel looked boldly at the sheriff now, and as his glance passed beyond him he was amazed at the change that had come over Neil. The young man’s head was bowed heavily upon his breast, his shoulders were hunched forward, and he walked with a -listless, uneven step. Was it possible that his magnificent courage had at last given way? A hundred steps farther they came to the beach and Nathaniel saw a boat at the water’s edge with a single figure guarding it. Straight to this Jeekum led his prisoners. For the first time he spoke to them aloud. “One in front, the other in back,” he said. For an instant Nathaniel tound himself close beside Neil and he prodded him sharply with his knee. His companion did not lift his head. He made no sign, gave no last flashing comradeship with his eyes, but climbed into the bow of the boat and sat down with his chin still on his chest, like a man lost in stupor. Nathaniel followed him, scarcely believing his eyes, and sat himself in the stern, leaning comfortably against the knees of the man who took the "Don’t Give Up Hope—Marion—Winnsome—" tiller. He felt a curious thrill pass through him when he discovered a moment later that this man was Jeekum. Two men seized the oars amidships A fourth, with his rifle across his knees, sat facing Neil. ? For the first time Nathaniel found himself wondering what this voyage meant. Were they to be rowed far down the shore to some secret fastness where no other ears would hear the sound of the avenging rifles, and j where, a few inches under the forest i mold, their bodies would never be dis- ; covered? Each stroke of the oars ; added to the remoteness of this pos- 1 sibility. The boat was heading ' straight out to sea. Perhaps they were i to meet a less terrible death by drown ing, an end which, though altogether unpleasant, held something comforting in it for Captain Plum. Two hour j passed without pause in the steady i labor of the men at the oars. In those hours not a word was spoken. The tw’o men amidships held no communication. The guard in the bow moved | a little now and then only to relieve his cramped limbs. Neil was abso- : lutely motionless, as though he had ceased to breathe. Jeekum uttered I not a whisper. It was his whisper that Nathaniel waited for, the signaling clutch of his I fingers, the sound of his breath close | to his ears. Again and again he pressed himself against the sheriff’s knees. He knew that he was understood, and yet there came no answer I At last he looked up, and Jeekum’s face was far above him, staring straight and unseeing into the darkness ahead. His last spark of hope went out. (To be: continued.) lodine for Wounds. Professor Reclus at the last meet ing of the Academy of Medicine of Paris said in every ambulance, train railway station or big contract works there should be a flask of fresh tino ture or iodine —one part iodine crys tals to nine parts alcohol—whlcl should be renewed every week. Palm the fresh flesh wound freely with French strength tincture of iodine Let it dry. Then cover with aseptic cotton and bandage. On the evening of next day repeat, and bandage as before. And thereafter paint at still longer intervals until it is not re painted for three or four days. Reclus says French tincture of iodine ovei eight days old isTL G., and irritating Fresh tincture smarts only a little bit This method is a veritable revo lution to ambulance bad-hand cases for it is simply hell to the patient tc clean off and sterilize a dirty, flrimy greasy, badly mashed hand, fingers oi thumb. Here the iodine does the wort like a flash of sunlight Another Glory of Ocala. The honor of introducing grapefruit to the world belongs to Ocala. They were served 40 years ago to the guests of the Ocala house, and were first shipped to the markets by Mr. Jamer A. Harris, who was known for a long time as the "orange king.”— OcAla Banner.

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FOOD ANIMAL IS NEW

Texans Hope to Produce One at Reduced Cost. With Muntjac Deer of India Foundation Will Be Laid for Animal That Will Thrive in Lone Star State. Galveston, Tex. —“I have believed tor a long time that Texas could profluce a food animal that would come Into more general use than any at present to be found on the farms and | ranches of the state,” said Mr. Lee | Mountfort. Mr. Mountfort has a ranch In the vicinity of Robstown, Nueces ! county, and has for some time past, i tie says, been conducting experiments :In animal breeding. “I have been ' watching the work of Luther Burbank for a long time,” Mr. Mountfort continued, “and it gave me the idea that 11 am at present working out. Os j courif, I Cannot hope to do in the anii tnal kingdom what Burbank has done with fruits, but the main principle ' underlying both our efforts is to determine what product is necessary, how the present product is to be improved upon, and then work out the | tine of improvement. “Now take the case of meat in Texas. For years Texas has been considered a cow country, so far as meat was concerned. Recently the breeders have been affected by the demand for hogs to the extent that hog raising has predominated. Sheep are also raised. But there is a need in Texas for a food animal that is smaller than the cow, hog or sheep, and bigger than the domestic hen or the rabbit, which is so easily killed on our ranches. The meat supply of the avI erage ranch is at present drawn from the smokehouse, and while there j are a few Texans who will decry ba- ' con and ham as a diet, there are also ' few but will admit that fresh meat ■ Is better, when it can be obtained. “There are not many farms where a sheep, for example, can be killed frequently and easily used before some of it spoils. This is even more true of j beef. The hogs are killed at one time I of the year and the meat necessarily preserved. How, then, is the problem to be met? Obviously not by development of any of the existing species of \ animals now indigenous to Texas. We must have a new breed. If we can’t I create it it must be imported. There’s my chain of reasoning in a nutshell. “I looking about for some animal that Is good for food and that will thrive in the climate of southwest Texas, I have read a great deal of various breeds. I can find few animals that are more suitable, to my view, than tha little-known ‘Muntjac’ deer of India. This animal is a beau- ! tlful little creature, and is only about 21 or 22 Inches in height It has small j horns, but is not combative, or large enough to be dangerous. It is similar to the sheep in its diet, feeding upon practically any kind of herbage. The meat from the muntjac, I understand, is of delicious flavor, and possesses that slight gamey taste that makes the epicure prefer venison to almost any other meat. “As 1 view the situation, the bringing to the country of a small mammal of this size is of enough importance to Justify some little expense. After thinking it over, I have arranged with one of my friends, Capt. Richard Watson of the tramp steamship Punjaub, to bring me some. The Punjaub on her present trip is to go from Cape Town to Calcutta, and can obtain the muntjac there. I have asked him to get several pairs, eight or ten if possible to accommodate them, as several will doubtless die on the trip. But with those that survive I hope to lay the foundation for a brand new breed of farm food animals in Texas. "I have heard that a breeder in central Texas has been raising Virginia deer for the past four or five years, and has made something of a success of the breeding. The venison finds a ready sale, and the skins have little difficulty in finding a market. Although this animal is somewhat larger than the one I have in mind, it ought also to be developed in the state. This Virginia deer is also known as the •white tall,’ and is able to live m practically any part of the country, if in the colder climates it is given a certain amount of attention in winter. The breed !» unusually prolific, and

the doe, I understand, nearly always produces twins. This breed will eat cotton seed, and will subsist upon practically anything with the exception of wild hay. “But I am pinning my hopes upon the muntjac, and as the Punjaub is due in either New Orleans or Galveston within the next two or three months, I hope that the time will not be long before I will be in a position to make an announcement of the success of my experiment. If the muntjac comes into general use on the southwest Texas farms it will mean that the farmer and his family will be provided with fresh mpat every two or three days. And this venison w ill prove a welcome variation to the hog meat and chicken that now form the staple meat diet of the average farm and ranch.” War on Long Hatpins. Budapest.—First among European cities, the Hungarian capital has followed the example of America in waging w r ar against women’s dangerous hatpins. After consulting the leading modistes and fashion writers the police have Issued an edict ordering that the points of all hat pins longer than the diameter of the crown of the hat„ must be protected by a screw cap. Notices have been put up at all theaters, concert halls, girls’ schools and places frequented by women. The penalty for the first offense is 520 and the confiscation of the pin. “Rocket Bullet” Not New. New York. —Rifle bullets which throw off a brilliant light as they travel through the air and which are being hailed in Germany as a revolutionary military invention, are no novelties to American army men. They were first experimented wdth many years ago by the United States government, according to statements by officers stationed here.

TONES TO SUPPLANT WORDS

. ... „' £ Head of Musical Department of Los Angeles High School Has New Method of Harmony. Los AngeleS, Cal. —Los Angeles' eventually will be a paradise of perfect linguistics if the plans of those t the head of the music department of the public schools can carry out their modern ideas of voice using. The system lately introduced alms to make conversation a continuous harmony delight and to free it from many of the everyday defects of enunciation. Children are to be taught to form words and sentences as they would the phrases of a song and to have a mellifluous. effect always in mind in speaking. Miss Katherine D. Stone, head of the musical department of the public schools here, has started on a tour of all the principal cities In the country with the purpose of giving and accepting suggestions as to the successful working out of the new method of voice culture. Each voice has a different dominant, note, that Is, a note upon which all the speaking sounds are based. From this note every modulation and inflection of the voice should be regulated. Usually In an ordinary sentence, unless the emotion is violent, the dominant note is used at the commencement and different tones are afterward employed through the different colors of a sentence. Grief, hatred and enmity all have distinct and varied rules for correct Intoning. Grief and deep emotion are expressed In the minor key entirely, just as a song of sorrowful cast Is written In a minor strain. In the exclamation, “Oh, my,” said sadly, the whole cromatic scale is employed for a complete octave. ‘ On the other hand, joy and conviction are shown by the major key and an ejaculation such as “Hurrah!” will In complicated order cover all but one major octave fro ma low note to a high one. In a question the high note should come at the point in the sentence when the query is most pronounced; thus, in “Where are you going?” the high note would come in “where,” but if a person asked the question to ■ingle out a certain Individual, thus,

RADIUM KILLED MANY CATS One Cancer Patient Got Well, But Seven Died After Treatment—Objection Is Excessive Cost. London.—Sir William Ramsay; the discoverer of the atmospheric gases argon, neon, krypton and xenon and the leading authority on the transmu- i tatlon of radium, gave his experiences ! of the effects of radium on life, following the experiment at Alfort, near Paris, of Prof. Gabriel Petit, who says he found that an old horse in whom radium had been injected received a I new lease on life. “The experiment,” said Sir William, “has been frequently tried both on animals and on human beings, but with no very positive results. I have tried radium injections on cats and the effect was that they became emaciated after a short time and eventually died. It produces profound alterations of the tissues. “Os eight persons suffering from cancer whef received injections of radium, one recovered, but the others did not, so that it is difficult to say what w r ere the effects of the radium, if any. “The external application of radium for certain kinds of cancer undoubtedly effects a -cure, but in other kinds sometimes results are attained and sometimes not. The skin undoubtedly shows radio-activity for some time, and the effect on many persons may be of a stimulating nature. “One of the greatest objections to the use of radium for injections would be its excessive cost.” Forced to Shave. Meadville, Pa.—Senior male students at Allegheny college who last Christmas made solemn vows to henceforth wear whiskers and mustaches, appeared the other day for the first time since w’ith clean-shaven faces. The co-eds seriously objected to such facial adornment and boycotted the boys. Few students admit they broke their vow to please the girls.

* . “Where are you going?” the upper tone would be upon the “you.” Miss Truslow states that the Americans as a rule speak with a closed throat, which is not qnly very inharmonious, but Is deadening to the voice and causes a person of thirty to speak like one of fifty. The old Italian method of singing emphasized the importance of the open throat. Other methods have come and gone, but this has survived as the true method of “bel canto.” All the words are formed on the lips and as far to the front of the teeth as possible. In this way a correct speaker can often be understood by the movement of his lips alone. Nasal, throaty and harsh voices are i all caused by the tone being produced In either the nose, throat or chest A child who is shown how to place each tone correctly will always do so through force of habit. The children are reported as taking readily to the new order of things in the schools and lectures have been given on the subject before various clubs in the city. Wireless Phones on Trains. New York. —That the Union Pacific plans to equip its entire system with wireless telephone apparatus for sending messages from moving trains to stations along the line. Is the announcement of Dr. Frederick Milliner of Omaha, an electrical expert in the employ of the railroad, before the New York Railroad club’s annual meeting here the other day. Seattle Will Build High. Seattle, Wash. —The last obstacle to the erection of a 41-story building In thin city by the estate of L. C. Smith of Syracuse, N. Y., was removed the other night when the council committee that has been going over the plans voted to grant the permit The sky* scraper will be the highest office building outside of New York. Seeds Given to Children. Cleveland, Ohio. —The school board is distributing 50,000 packages of flower and vegetable seeds among the pupils, and Miss Louise Miller, curar tor of garden work, is lecturing dally to the children, telling the children how to plant and care for gardens.

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