The Syracuse Journal, Volume 17, Number 3, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 15 May 1924 — Page 2

E® every meal BuY appetite ■ G" y al4 ® *!««•«•■• | 4 Jj-A It aaakes year | A food do you more BntanftMattß good. Note how It relieves that stalfy feeling alter hearty catlag. teeth, eweeleas JKvLhWWX bre»lL and It'etAc goody •KtffWnmUui Cleanly Spoken The boy wm home at last. He had tried bl* luck out West in the mine* for five years, with little success. And now he was broke. “John," cried his old mother, seising both his hands In greeting, “you have hardly changed at all." v “I know, mother." he answered. In tremulous tones, “but there ain't no laundries out there."—Swamp Angel. It* „■, nsas U V Medicine Is the Best Spring Tonic Rebuilds Weakened Tissue; Makes New Flesh and Strength. OVEH SIXTY-B3GHT 1 KARS OF SVCCESS personal hygiene_ Physician* strongly discourage the use of poisonous, irritating or burning aolu* tions for personal hygiene. Zonite I* non-poiaonoua, non-burning and non-irri-tating It tnav be used regularly strv'ng enough to do •troy germ* without harm to the sensitive tissues of the body. Will Get Out The Optimist—“ You can’t keep a good man down." The Pessimist— Certainly not. Even the skeleton in the closet has a habit of breaking louse." Get on the crupper of a good, stout hypothesis, and you may ride round the world. Shallow water makes most din. Help That Achy Back! Are you dragging around, day after day, with a dull, unceasing backache? Are you lame in the morutng, bothered disorders! Fed tired, irritable and dneoursged? Then there's surely something wrong, and likely it’s kidney weakness. Don’t neglect it! Got beck your health while you can. Use Doom's ptlie. Doon’* have helped thousands of ailing folk*. They should help you. A«k gow* neiekhorf An Indiana Cue JiEz Jwaft SSi CSfeSM *!>'«• In a disordered convMagfc,*—JJ dttion and I had a steady, dull ache across my kidneys. 4fS JreMttrW and when I did any fl M4£mß W sweeping or clean. W »>’ c»ek ached AgftliAyai if it would wHSfiScWr’'* break. My kidneys acted irregularly. 1 used Doan’s Pills and they strengthened and regulated my kidneys and DOAN'S TB* nWULAKT OMimc TOTM KONtVS lni.—»<^ l fca-u»aaT.J •sMshtass Tehama * has tv* sly Frsah, asm K«M*efcr karUy. graaslatvd Special alter «a sA4nier iM tfdtnn fc*? Bi MNBi-***

Diamonds of Malopo

CHAPTER Xlll—Continued. —l7— As Winton followed half a dozen antelope came bounding past him, and; glancing back for a moment, he saw that a straggling band was following them. They had short, iyrate horns, white faces, and rufous bodies. And then he understood what the herd sigj nified. The herd was not sheep, but ante- ’ lope—springbuck. It was. In fact, one. of the periodical migrations of these animals, of which Winton had heard. After a drought, when the rain falls, they travel from the interior in countless numbers in search of water, turning aside for nothing, passing even through populous cities. Herds of half a million have been encountered. And what had looked like an orderly progression, seen at a great distance, was a succession of the gigantic leaps that have given the animal its name. The springbuck were streaming into the valley, jumping to a height of ten or a dozen feet, and jostling apt Inst the riders' horses, as if devoid of fear. o Winton galloped through the advance guard in pursuit of Davis, who was far In advance of him and MrIng the village. Me emerged out of the pass suddenly, almost into the middle space among the beehive huts. ’The village appeared deserted, except for an old man and an aged woman who had crouched over the embers of a dying tire. The woman was the old queen of the tribe; the man was Seaton. He rose and faced Davis. Winton saw the judge’s hand tighten upon his revolver. But suddenly the weapon was lowered. The judge was looking Into the old woman’s face; his own seemed to become rigid as a plaster cast, and be noticed Seaton no longer. , “So it is you. Amyl" be said. *1 have found you at last?" "Yes. It Is L” answered the woman 'n a strange guttural voice, speak'ng as If the words were difficult to pronounce. "1 have come to take you home, my dear; you and the child." Home?" mumbled the old woman. "Home." the judge repeated Impatiently, passing his hand across his forehead. “How long ago It seems since you went away! You must have been 111. I think. Or perhaps It is 1. Bring nur baby; 1 want to see her. What did we call her? I have forgotten." "I forget what ,we called her." answered the old woman; “but she Is called Sheila now." "A pretty name," answered the judge. As he spoke, Sheila came out of one of the huts. She tied her eyes on Winton In Inquiry; he could see that Seaton had told her the truth. Then she looked at Davis. She stepped toward him. "I am here," she said in a low voice. Judge Davis did not appear to notice her. “I wish she would corned he said. “She must be a big girl by now. Where is she. Amy?" “I don’t know." muttered the woman, passing her hand across ter foret> bead. And Winton knew that the past twenty years had been completely obliterated from Judge Davis’ memory. He had no notion that It was hl* own daughter who stood before him. If the old woman had kept her wits, they were gone now. perhaps through the shock of the meeting. And a strange metamorphosis had come over her. The withered old woman assumed the attitude of one of thirty years. There was a vivacity tn her gestures. “I’ll go home with you now, ray dear," she said, advancing and laying her band upon the horre’s neck. “1 have been waiting such a long time for you. Did you have a hard journey here, my dear?" “Not very hard." answered tits judge. “I’ll carry the child, and you ride my horse Where Is she? Walt a.moment, though. Amy; there was something else I had to do." Beaton, recognising the ■i'uatton. had stolen quietly away toward a ridge of rocks behind the village. Watching him. Winton saw him untether and saddle a horse that was erasing there. He was not greatly interested In thia maneuver. The man rithout a people seemed to have become an outcast once more. There was only one passag? from the huts, which stood on a small elevation half way up the hill, into the valley. Seaton climbed Into the saddle and started down this track. The movement arrested the judge’s attention. Instantly he remembered. His old face flushed. He spurred his horse and set off tn pursuit, leveling bis revolver. Seaton’s horse stumbled, but the rider pulled him to his feet and dashed down the winding trail. Winton was nk-ar enough to see the look of terror on the old man's face. The judge might have been fifty feet behind him. The old woman watched the two men Impassively; probably her stunned mind was incapable of taking in the situation. Suddenly the thunder of hoofs became audible, and the vast herd of springbuck dashed into the valley, completely - filling it Seaton had reached the end of the trail and was dashing up the valley, with Davis tn pursuit. They raced almost aide by aide. The judge made no attempt to use his revolver, which he had replaced In bls pocket; but bending forward over his horse’s neck, stretched out his hands, which worked convulsively, as if to rend his enemy to pieces. After them poured the torrent of hoofs and horns, two hundred thousand springbuck surging like an Irresistible tide under the impulse of the migrating instinct It swept between Winton and Davis, cutting them asunder: and Winton, cheeked on a little k&oa remained a helpless speo kNer es »*at followed as incapable . .... . to sto;. to ...tor ■ & .■;

| By VICTOR ROUSSEAU Copyright bj W. G. Chapman of interfering qr rendering aid as if he were marooned upon an island amid a surge of living waters. All arpund him tossed the red bodies, and his horse, snorting with fear, reared and plunged, so that it required all bis skill that he might keep his seat and not be fiung down, to be gored and trampled on. He saw the judge grasp at Seaton and half pull him from his saddle. Seaton screamed and tore himself free. Then the flood of the springbuck swept in between tothem and drove them along, not ten paces apart, but isolated and helpless in the living stream. Their horses moved automatically carried on by the momentum of the vast herd, which tilled the valley behind and had spread over the face of the desert as far as could be seen. The swirl through the neck of the pass had all the force of those un countable numbers behind it. It was like water forced through a hose ph*. Iron gates could not Lave withstood it. Winton saw the Judge and Seaton swept upward, where the pass ascended toward the summit of the precipice. The herd gained the plateau. But there was no other exit. It was nearing the edge of the acclivity. Then, without any perceptible check, the foremast files of animals leaped to destruction upon the rocks below. For an instant Winton saw Davis and Seaton at the verge of the precipice. They disappeared. And, file by tile, the springbuck followed them, the tawny bodies plunging into the void until the pressure was checked as the main body of the herd, by some communicated instinct, swerved Into the main channel of the pass. ■ As the compact ranks of the springbuck scattered. Winton drove his horse up the precipice. At the edge he dismounted, and. thrusting his arms through the reins, he looked over. A vast brown stain upon the rocks below was all that marked the grave of Dayls and his enemy. And overhead, winging their way through the blue sky in solitary file, the vultures dropped to their festival. Sick with horror. Winton went back to the village. He saw Shelia standing beside the crouching woman at the fire. He tethered his horse to a tree and went up to her. She paid no attention to him, but looked at her mother fixedly. The old woman was bent forward, her body supported by the elbows upon the knees. She was quite motionless. Winton took her bund; it was already cold. to- ■ . ♦ CHAPTER XIV The Uprising. It was night. Winton had performed the last offices for the dead woman. The triple tragedy had been too stunning for any interchange of words upon their future, but at last, there being nothing more to do, Winton was free to speak to Sheila about tbelr future. He had already gathered that Seaton had told her everything concerning tbe past. “I want you to come back with me to Malopo. Sheila,” he said. “Marry me—l will sell out and take you to my own country. Your life shall begin anew —yours and mine. She put her hands <>n his shoulders. “Do you still love me,’ Winton?" she asked. “I have not changed. Sheila.” “It is not because you think you are bound?" “Sheila, I love you just as much — always." “Then I will be your wife, Winton." she answered gravely, raising her mouth to his. He did not urge his love—lt was no time for that, and the past was too vividly with them for love-making. Some.day. not vwy far ahead. Winton hoped that his dreams might come true. For the present he was very welt content to know that Sheila was his. and that nothing more could come between them. It would be Impossible to find the way back to Malopo that night, and already the rain-clouds hung black in the sky. Winton was to occupy one of the huts, and on tbe morrow they would sfart for MaTbpo at dawn. He was surprised that the village was empty, and was about to question Sheila when she spoke of It. “They left two days ago." she said. “All the warriors, with tbe women and children. Winton. I am afraid It means something serious They do not trust me any longer. They told me nothing. I tried to get warning to Malopo, but my Hottentot left me." “Sheila. I must tell you something. The boy robbed me on my return from this village last time when I had

INDIANS REVERE MOUNT MISTI

Volcano Located in the Peruvian Andes Ha* Ancient Ruin* in It* Crater. The Indians thereabouts worship the mountain of Misti, in tbe Peruvian Andes, with much reverence, regarding it as tbe source of the earthquakes which have often in past days laid the neighboring villages in ruins Tbe superstitions regarding the mountain date from ancient times, says the Detroit News. ’The ruins of undent templee have been found within the crater of the volcano and near the top there has been placed a great cross where, tn 1«77. a party et Spanish priests exorcised tbe mountain and prayed that it would not erupt again and ruin the land. Harry L. Foster, a "tropical tramp." as be cells himself, says that on* the road that passes below the base of the mountains there are (In 1912) two heaps of stones about a half a mile * 5

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i — , fallen from exhaustion. Then he made away." “He robbed you, Winton?" “He took my watch and purse, and I think he was planning to kill me, only he was afraid." "He came back and told me that you had reached Malopo safely. I was alarmed for your safety, Winton. If I had guessed— But now I must tell you something in turn. Mr. De Witt was here last night." “De Witt!” cried Winton. "Sheila, you saw him?" “No. I heard the horse coming up the pass, and I could tell from the clank of the stirrups that it was a white rider. 1 hid, Winton. 1 thought at first It was you. But I watched from among the rocks end recognized De. Witt. I was afraid »»1 him. 1 thought be had come to find me. And, Winton, that Hottentot, who had run away two days before, was with him. I recognized him. too. Mr. De Witt has great influence among the Totties. I don’t know what he Is planning—" “He is planning to escape. Sheila. It was not you that he i~as seeking. He is a fugitive, and thinking only of getting away." And he told her quickly cf the details of the trial. But whether he convinced her hr not. his own fears were aroused for her. He believed that De Witt planned to take Sheila with him; he would, of coarse, be ignorant of the fact that she knew the story of her parentage. Somewhere De Witt was lying in hiding. Winton spent a very restless night in the hut next to Shelia's, and when at last the dawn came, and he called her and she capie out. her eyes heavy with sleep, bu't smiling at him, his heart went out in utter thankfulness. They saddled their horses and rode away. During the journey they discussed their plans. They.would reach Malopo in the afternoon and be married at once. He would take Sheila home to the little cottage, and he would settle up his affairs «-• fast as possible and leave the country with her. But the program received an unexpected setback. A civil marriage was rendered impossible by Judge Davis' death, and the clergyman, the only one in Malopo, had gone out for a day’s bok-shootlng. and would not return till the morrow. Winton was utterly downcast. Even the thought of taking the girt into Malopo, which bad used her so badly, "I tried to '*|| get warning ! I! 1/ to Malopo” .ill ■ ' iJIBSs 3 lk kltV' S 3 was unbearable. He decided to house her making tea for him in Burns’s cottage—Burns having gone back to live in the boarding house, some little distance away, where he bad resided formerly. After he had settled her there, under Sam’s protection, he went back Into town and. calling at the police station. Informed tbe police chief of the tragedy. To his surprise be found himself the object of a severe cross-examina-tion. The presence of the vast herd’ of springbok was, of course, known, but the story appeared Incredible. Winton had been seen riding out with Judge Davia; the enmity of the two men was, of course, a commonplace of knowledge. The chief of police said that he would ride out the next morning to Investigate, and his manner left little doubt that he suspected Winton of having “mused tbe judge’s death. With hl* reception. Winton’s second purpose, of giving warning concerning the native unrest, went .rat of bis heart. Malopo bad. indeed, been prepared for an outbreak for some time past, and rumors of all s.>ru were current; it was not probable that abjection would have been taken on the story, which would, furthermore, have led to Sheila’s examination. On the whole, when he remembered his lapse. Winton did not regret It.

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apart, and that tbe Indians who pass that way religiously carry « stone from one and place it on the other. This is a custom so ancient that none know its origin, the natives believing that by the performance of this rite, they appease tbe mountain for their Insolence in approaching so near its sacred person. Since there are about a* many people passing one way as the other, the piles of stones are kept approximately of equal size.—Detroit News. Twelve Messages at Ones. With the latest telegraph instruments, It is possible to send twelve messages simultaneously over one wire. ’ By All Means. If one Isn’t entirely sure he can sing, maybe he’d better give his auditors the benefit of the doubt

of fears for Sheila’s Safety, ana found her making tea for him in Burns’s cottage, he forgot all bls troubles. That was the happiest afternoon ha had ever spent. He left Sheila at nightfall, confident that all would be well with them. An unreality hung over the past, and it seemed only a day since he had been with her in tha little bouse in the suburbs on the night after his arrival in Malopo. He slept—but suddenly he found himself upon his feet, groping for his clothes. Fear hung heavily over him, and he did not know what intuition had awakened him. But he thought of Sheila in imminent danger. He struck a match, lit his lamp, and went to the window. There had beeu a heavy shower, but the rain had ceased now. and it seemed not fat from the dawn. The stars were bril ■ liant in a cloudless sky. i Far away Winton heard an inde . finable murmuring sound as of a num ber of voices. It dwindled and grew I again, and suddenly swelled into a tumult, which seemed to spread along the ridge of the fields. There was no mistaking its portent Somewhere c riot had broken out. And suddenly rhe night was cloven by a column of fire that shot upward, illuminating a smoky cloud that drifted slowly across the stars. • Winton thrust on his clothes hnri riedly and ran out of the rooih toward Burns’s cottage. He knocked hurd on the door. “Sheila he called. “Sheila He heard her answer. She came to the other side of the door, and he begged her to dress hastily and come out to him. He waited through agouizing moments. Tbe tumult was growing. It was spreading jfrom compound to compound. Then there arose within his own compound a terrific babel, so suddenly and unexpectedly that It seemed as if by preconcerted agreement. And all at once the enclosure was filled with a mob of yelling savages. Belore them a man, dressed in European clothes, went flying for his life. “Sheila!’’ called Winton desperately. She opened the door and stood before him dressed, with her unbound hair hanging down her back. There was no need to explain anything. She ran to him and clung to him. Winton hurried her toward the cottage. It did not seem much of a refuge, but at least he had his revolver there, and on both sides of him the savages were approaching, with the evident intention of attacking the building. They were seen. The yells were redoubled. A spear whizzing through the air buried Itself in the ground at Winton’s feet just as he reached his door. He pushed Sheila inside, ran to his table, and grabbed ids revolver, loading it hurriedly and thrusting two or three handfuls of cartridges into his pocket. Then he ran back to receive tlie fugitive, of whose presence he hart been subconsciously aware, although his mind had been filled with Sheila. He recognized Sam and greeted him. Sam sank down on the floor, panting and sweating. His foremost pursuer was not twenty feet distant. Winton aimed methodically and fired. The man flung up his arms and fell with a scream. The mob behind, which had been streaming on in a disorderly mass, stopped short. Winton fired again and another native dropped. The savages, disconcerted, bolted, reformed. and began to spread out about the cottage. A few had spears, but there were, of course, no firearms among them, and the majority were armed with nothing more formidable than knobkerries. the i|ative shlllalah. Sam in turn dragged Winton inside and bolted the door. They faced each other. "What is it Sam?’ “It's a rebellion," gasped the negro. “They’ve broken out all along the fields. I heard the uproar and went into the compound. I thought our boys would co-operate, after our social—" “Never mind that Sam. Yours was a brave act.” “No, sir." gasped Sam. “I was sure moral suasion—appeal to human brotherhood —no primitive instincts in our men—was mistaken." “Yes. your theory didn't work. Now we’ve got to save Mis* Seaton—Mis* Davis here—" “They’ve killed Josephs, sir." “What?" cried Winton In horror. Sam began to shake. “They stuck a spear right through his body, sir. He had gone in alone. They nearly got me. We’re all as good as dead.” “Nonsense!” answered Winton, tryto convince himself that the outbreak waa one of those sporadic riots that occurred periodically in the compounds. and had no connection with the threatened rising of the tribes. He looked at Sheila, who smiled bravely and laid ber hands on hi* arm* and looked up at him. “I’m not afraid. Winton." she said. “WeU have help soon—we must," said Winton with conviction. But the yeils increased again, and there came another rush tor the door. Winton opened It suddenly and discharged his revolver. Screams followed and a panicky retreat. He bolted It again and reciiarged the weapon. <TO BE CONTINUED.) Glass Bottom Ocean Ships Next. A type of glass-bottom ship that will probably be used In regular oceangoing service, lias been perfected by a sea-going pilot. In the bottom of this new ship is a heavy glass window through which a searchlight is thrown on the bed of the ocean. By caiculat Ing the angle of the searchlight rays the depth of tbe ocean can be deter mined and shoals thus avoided wheu running through fog or shallbw water The glass window is protected by a valve, also, to avoid flooding should the glass be broken. Bottle’s Long Voyage. A bottle cast into the sea at Waikiki beach, Honolulu. January 1, 1909. recently washed ashore at Hueneroe. Ventura county. California. In the tightly sealed bottle was found a note rigned by an lowa man in which ba aaks to be notified, so that the movement of the tides of the Pacific ocean, as indicated by the bottle’s journey, may be made the basis of data for tha American Society of Aquatic Research. ' * •'

'Buildxnq J Beaatiful Village Near Chicago Won’t Grow Up Winnetka is one of Chicago's most beautiful residential suburbs. It is a village that has refused tp grow up. In its early days its promoters made valiant efforts to accelerate its development only to see Evanston on the south, Gross Point on the southwest, and even communities to the north flourish while Winnetka, the “beautiful laud of the Potawatamies, languished unnoticed. The Green Bay road was no longer an avenue of commerce, and the railroad, aside from establishing a “wooding station" to replenish the fuel supplies of its woodburning locomotives, aided little in the early development of the community. The Chicago fire gave Winnetka its first boom; but its growth, until fifteen years ago, was slow. Since that time the efforts of the conservative element have been not so much tq stimulate development as to restrict it. Winnetka believes that its chief charm is its villag? atmosphere, a smart pseudo rusticity as an antidote for those who have to spend their working hours In the city. Winnetka's streets wander about and in and out like the country lane, lelsurelj’ streets, to be used by leisurely people. A Straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, and streets crossing each other at right angles may afford the quickest and most convenient means of communication; but in Winnetka village there is no need for speed. It is a haven of refuge from right-angled streets, cubical buildings and all that they connote. Winnetka’s principal business building—business buildings being permitted only on sufferance —is in harmony with the village idea. It is in the halftimbeted architecture of the English village, a style that is much in evidence in the architecture of Winnetka homes. There is no tavern in Winnetka at present and by the zoning ordinance adopted last January none can he built, nor can duplex houses or apartments be erected. A few blocks along the railway tracks are set aside for business and industrial purposes: tbe rest of the village is restricted to residence buildings exclusively. Further restrictions are imposed by the terms of sale of vacant properties. It would be hard to find a lot in Winnetka that could be purchased without restriction as to the cost of the residence to be erected on It. In the subdivisions these restrictions run from SIO,OOO to $20,000. There are no movie theaters; but hand-picked films are shown at the Community house, an institution serving as a clearing bouse for most of the village activities. Anti-Billboard Campaign Further results of the eami>algn against billboards in spots where they disfigure natural or civic beauty by the Woman's club of Glens Falls. N. Y„ which is supported by the New York State Federation of Woman’s Clubs, is reported by Mrs. W. L. secretary of the national committee for rel striction of outdoor advertising, in the ! New York P<»st. Mrs. Lawton. whose I home is in Glens Falls, was the mov- ■ Ing spirit of the campaign there. I It is reported that 2S firms which j used boards for local or national business have taken down some or all of | them; that 15 have painted out signs I from rented boards, and that 13 firms are known to have given up new I boards planned for the coming season. I Forty-two boards have been taken down. 46 slxns have l*en painted out, and more than 100 have beeh prevented from going up. Special emphasis is laid by the Glens Falls Woman's club on keeping signboards off Lake George highway, the most scenic road vicinity. The state and national advertisers have ordered their posters off this road. Must Paet on Plana “The ruling that plans for public buildings to be erected In the District of Columbia should first be submitted to the fine arts commission has great advantage for the city of Washington,” said Joseph A. Meyer, of Pittsburgh, at Washington. D. C. “It is a regulation that will bear careful consideration by the authorities of all large cities. “No doubt the fact that Washington has so many large, beautiful buildings I* duo to just this regulation. Os all the cities of the United States, there Is certainly none superior to the capital in the symmetry, beauty and diversity of its large public structures. But to bring this condition about there must of necessity be careful planning and insistence by authorities on the elimination of everything unsightly and pnrely utilitarian in the way of public buildings.” A Symmetrical Tree London plane is a relative of the American sycamore, usually listed a* Oriental plane, says the American Tree association of Washington, D. C. It Is supposed to be a natural hybrid between our sycamore and the true Oriental plane. This is more symmetrical and compact than the sycamore, and In many cities it is more used than any other tree, because of It* beauty and the readiness with which it adapts itself to the conditions of city environment. A Good Gueaser The Missus— “Mary, please explain to me how it is that I saw you kissing a young man in the kitchen last night?” The Maid—“ Sure, I dunno how it is, ma’am, unless you were lookin’ through the keyhole.”—Humorist (London). Ha* Huge Opimn Trade The most profitable trade in South Persia, in the last twelve months, was In the export of opium, via tbe Persian 4

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