The Syracuse Journal, Volume 22, Number 34, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 19 December 1929 — Page 3

The Crippled Lady o/ Perihonka Oliver Curwood WNU Service <©. Doubleday Doran & Co., Inc.)

CHAPTER I ——i— This story Is going to start like a ■lesson in geography. This is because’ tit is largely a chronicle of real events in human Ilves. History, whether of things or people, resis upon the basic necessity of possessing certain aspects ■of situation which we encompass within the terms of latitude and longitude. The following narrative would quite profoundly miss its r*al drama If It were to ignore the points of the compass and the manner dn which Fate played with them to bring about an unusual combination oi ends. We will begin with i'eribonka. Perl■bonka is a quaint little French-Cana dian village which nestles on the shore of the glorious Perihonka river, four miles above Lac St. Jean, tn the province of Quebec. It is made up almost entirely of a single row ot thirty or forty houses, all of which face* the river. Should one adventure a little farther into the wilderness after ha/ ing made the wonderful Saguenay trip up from Quebec to Ila Ha bay or •Chicoutimi .and come to know .Perlbonka for himself, ne will understand . why the houses are situated with no neighbors or obstructions between them and the river. For the nver is a living, breathing. God-sent thing to the French-speaking people *of the place, about whose drowsy lives there still remains, like a sweet-scented veil of -old lavender lace, the picturesque slm pliclty of their great-great-grandfath •ers of a.hundred and fifty years ago. ■ln contrast to the roaring, passion ate Mistassini, fifteen miles away, the I‘eribonka is peculiarly like the men and women and children who inhabit a few acres of its shores. It has, 1 believe, given to them much of their character, for of all the people in the habitant country those of Perlbonka are the 'gentlest and most lovable. Even in the floodtimes of spring it is nut an angry or menacing river, and in winter it is so genially smooth and "well frozen that the habitant farmers use it for their horse-and-cutter races. . or as a trail by which to come to town. In spite of its great size and the vast forces behind It. the kind ness and gentleness of its nature must have made its people what they are. The men are truthful, their morals are right, they believe in. God as well as in spirits, they are Clean and courteous and hospitable. The women are bright eyed, clear skinned, unrouged unhobbed. pretty. Ti ese people are - always looking toward the river, in the -evening when they go tc bed. In the morning when they get up. They have built their picturesque little church facing it, and the good Father sleeps with his bedroom window opening upon it The local cemetery occupies an acre of hallowed ground within a hundred teet of the water’s edge. A venerable monastery is built at the moifth of it. vntll quite recently the two happiest petpie in the village of Peribonka were Maria Chapdelaine and her husband Samuel. They are still happy, although Samuel is a bit overcast at present because of a financial loss which has come to him. For years Samuel has run his little store and Maria her kitchen, in which she prepares delectable meals for the few transients who come their way, and until thio recent time to which I have referred, there is good treason to believe she was the happiest woman in her little world. Now there is another. They call her the Crippled Lady. She is often seen sitting oc the wide veranda of a quaint little home in a garden of ■flowers just this side Ot the church. There is a road which completely en•circles Lac St. lean, connecting the villages end farms in Its narrow rim of civilization, and during the tourist season occasional automobiles pass through I'eribonka. Their occupants •always stare at the Crippled Lady if » she happens to be on her porch. She is a vision of loveliness which one cannot easily forget. Women talk about her, and. men silently bear away a picture of her in their hearts. Her beauty, if one has only 'a moment’s contemplation of it, strikes almost with a shock. It is Slavic—thick, dark, shinihg hair drawn smoothly back, a face clearly white as a nun’s, unforgettable eyes, a slim, beautiful figure in a big chair—and something else. It is that other thing which photographs her so vividly and so permanantly upon one’s consciousness. „ Perhaps it is some time before one realizes that what he has seen is not beauty alone but happiness. The •Crippled '.ady, who cannot walk, who -cannot stand alone. Is happy, and she •covets nothing which God has not already given her. Her voice tells you it hat.

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The toughest beefsteak may be ren vJere<l as tender and delicious as the choicest porterhouse if one will carry with him wherever he dines a bottle of papaw tree Juice and rub it on bis meat. The papaw is a peculiar tree of northern South America and other tropical regions, where the natives use » its juice in this way to improve their meat. If also has a number of other peculiarities, says a bulletin Issued by the Field Museum of Natural History, Chicago. The papaws are definitely divided into two sexes, with distinct character istics, whereas in most plants and trees each Individual is equipped to reproduce itself alone, possessing both the male and female organs. Among the papaws, of which there are some twenty-seven species, the male and female flowers are produced on separate trees, the male flowers occurring lu long scattered racomes, and the female ones in-short,-small-bundles. - - • • '-Hilarity of the papaw is

The people ot Perihonka love this ' charming foreigner, who has made her ■ home among them. The women are , not jealous of her. She makes the significance ot purity and beauty nearer and more comprehensive for the men. The Church prayed for her when she was very sick. She la of all religions, just loving God. so that even the sternest of the monks tn their grim white walls down hear the lake speak and think of her tenderly. The children worship ter, and the big. wide porch of her home has become a shrine for them. In Perihonka youth still continues to grow up Into ntanho<»d :nd womanhood believing with great faith In the visible existence of spirits, both good and had, and tn the varied and frequent manifestations of a dlv(ne interest and watchfulness. So the children have come to believe that it was a miracle which eent the Crippled Lady through the doors of death and then brought her safely back again, that she might remain with them always. Even the mothers and fathers believe this, just as surely as they believe It is a sin to steal from one's neighbor or speak falsehood against him. “Thus works the hand of God.” the good Father has said. So the Church believes it. too. They all know her story. And that story is an epic which will live for a long time tn rhe country about Lac St. Jean. I doubt if it will die until the so-called progress of industrially active man thrusts up !ts grimy hand and inundates it, along w’th the quaintness and beauty and satisfying nearness to God of living up there. It is this story I have set out to tell, with a bit of geography to begin the Crippled Lady is and why she Is there, how she bravely tried to give up her life for another woman’s husband, and why she lives today so happily In I'eribonka. CHAPTER II It is unusual that an\ndiar should . be born in one of the wealthiest families in New York. Yet it happened. A traveler to the city of Brantford, Ont., will find within a few miles of the town a little church built for the Indians by King George the Third, and close about It an old cemetery, in which rests the dust of the last of the great Iroquois warriors and chiefs. In a tomb built of stone, which is green with age and moss, lies Thayendanegea. greatest ot all the Mohawks, and more commonly known as Joseph Brant. Readers of the romance, as well as the .act of history, may recall the day when Sir William Johns<m. the king's right arm tn the Colonies, first saw Thayendanegea’s sister. He was attending a muster of his county militia when an officer came galloping by with a beautiful Indian girl of sixteen riding laughingly behind him. Sir William, whose wife had recently died, caught a vision of lovely dark eyes and of flowing black hair streaming in a cloud behind a form of. rare symmetry and grace, and In that moment the heart of the lonely and susceptible widower was smitten so deeply that evening found Molly Brant in Johnson castle, where she remained, thenceforth Its mistress and the Idol ot its proprietor. Geography and history skip a hundred and thirty-five years after this event until they arrive at the birth of the Indian boy on Fifth avenue. When James Kirke married Molly Craddock neither thought very much about the strain of Indian blood tn Molly’s veins, except that Molly was always secretly - proud of It. Kirke was not the kind of man to boast of ancestors, or even tn think about them, for he had one consuming ambition from the beginning, and that was to pyramid his inherijed millions Into ever-increasing financial power. He became so completely absorbed in this task that after a few years Molly was left very largely to whatever dreams she may have had of the picturesque and romantie past, and to an absorbing love for her young son. Paul. She told him many of * the pretty stories and some of the tragic ones which deeds had written in the Ilves of their ancestors, and twice she went with him to the ancient burial place near Brantford and sat beside the tomb of Thayendanegea. and tried to make him see as clearly as herself the stirring days when Molly Brant came with tresses flying before Sir William Johnson. (TO BE CONTINUED) Contentment Two young men were breezing along the street and one said to the other. “You know if 1 have my pants pressed, and the car full ot gas. I’m satisfied. '

that the juice of the plants contains tibrine, a substance which so far as known exists elsewhere only in animal flesh. This, however, cannot be regarded as establishing a link between the animal and vegetable kingdoms in the chain of evolution, botanists declare. Non*Shatter«ble Glass The bureau ot standards says. In general, non-sliatterable glass is of three distinct types. One of these is usually thick, another consists of twc or more layers of glass cemented together with an organic binder, such as celluloid, and the third is prepared by special heat treatment. The tirst of these can be identified by its relatively great thickness, the second by examining the edge of the glass for laminated structure, and the third by the irregular figures seen when the--glass •is examined in polarized light.

SMART CLOTH ENSEMBLES AND THOSE OF VELVET-PLUS-VELVET

WELL, there’s one thing to be said of this present style era, even If it has plunged protesting women into an orgy of ornateness, there Is away of escape. The antidote to the pro gram of the almost super-elaborate fashions which has been mapped out for us. Is found tn the handsome trim, trig and chic cloth suits and ensem bles which have been thrust Into the very foreground of the daytime picture. Generally speaking, the woman who gives in for the most ravishing, utter-

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The Sm„it Cloth Ensemble. ty feminine and esthetic frocks for evening wear, usually balances the ac count by wearing the most conservative tailormades and such in the daytime hours. This tuning in so sensitively to the sartorial needs of the occasion and the hour, is one ol those fine subtleties which denotes a sophisticated understanding of the art of good dressing So it is that the clothes-wise woman ‘will always see to it that her ward robe contains a thoroughly genteellooking suit for practical and informal outdoor wear. Were a jury called upon to pass judgment on the qualifications of this or that street costume, it would be in fluenced, no doubt, by such details as. firstly, the quality and kind of its cloth which, in the Instance of the model pictured, is a handsome sheer burn coating which has a slightly frosted effect. Perhaps next, the color scheme would he taken into consider ation. the same being navy blue from head to foot in this instance. in this scrutiny of the jury the length of the coat and the hemline of the skirt would be given a very rigid test. The ensemble with the three-

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quarter coat, as pictured in first illustration. is classed this season among the favored. Skirt lengths, for street taiileurs, descend to about four inches below,the knee, in which respect this model also qualifies. Last but not least in the contest for costume supremacy for the daytime mode, is that of perfect finesse as expressed tn such accessory details as hat. gloves, shoes and pocketbook. With the navy cloth suit in the picture milady correctly wears navy blue

Crepes Are Liked for Frocks for Afternoon Paris considers small patterned brocaded silk crepes among the best possible choices of fabric for the afternoon dress this winter. The design should be small, repeated at close intervals and preferably worked in satin stitch on crepe g tuna. The preferred colors are tobacco brown, and black and dark shades of blue other than ndvy. Th’s tendency is to sub-

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Md shoes In a one strap model, hr’’ hat la of matching blue felt, while her pocketbook Is trimmed with the identical blue kid of which the gloves are fashioned. An added touch of chic la expresaed In the tricky separate dark beaver neck piece. These very new . fflr scarf*, a* you see. slip through a slot, positioned so as to draw the collar close up about the throat. Velvet Plus Velvet Ensemble*. If velvet for the costume la a fascinating theme, what can be said

for velvet plus velvet? To which the stunning ensemble in picture below answers. This Paris-created hlack-and white costume uses two kinds of vel vet in its development. For the blouse and the coat lining the designer etu ploys white velvet crossbarred with black in contrast to solid black for the skirt and the coat proper. If the velvets of today were heavy and bulky like velvet of ye olden times, these interworking of velvets as accomplished in the model illustrated would not have been found feasible However, modern velvets are that di aphannous, that lightsome, and that supple, they yield to manipulation with the ease and grace of any othei fabric nowadays. Os .course, the picture cannot con vey the airy-fairy daintiness of the plaided white velvet which the design er here employs for combination with all black hut knowing velvets as fab ric-w’se women of today know them the chic and the charm of this costume is sure to win instant recog nition. The future of the duo-velvet cos lume is rich in promise. One ot the outcomes of interworking velvet plus velvet is noted in afternoon frocks In the creating of which the designer seams velvets ot contrasting shades together such as brown and capucine. dark green and light, and so on. in endless color combination. Another outcome of the twofold vel vet vogue is the reversible evening coat, one side of either white or black transparent velvet, the other of some hectic hue or in a delicate pastel tint. A by-product of the velvet-and velvet vogue finds fruition also in the velvet costume of one color topped

with a hat of velvet in related coloring. The persistency of black-and-white in the mode is emphasized by the costume pictured. In this instance magnificent fur helps to carry the black and-white policy to a thrilling conclu sion. The alternating of hlack-and white fox fur as here indicated is an oft-repeated number on the style program JULIA BOTTOMLEY. (©. 1929. Western Newspaper Union.)

stitute crepe de chine and crepe marocain for crepe satin in {he modes of afternoon. Some satin is shown, but less than at this time last year. Soft wool materials, particularly lightweight zibeline and feather-weight wool crepes, are new and smart. They are particularly pleasing in brilliant colorings like red. emerald green am the new violet shades. Friendship is too pure a pleasure for-n mind cankered with ambition 61 the lust <»f newer.—Junius.

HAYSTACK IS MINERAL PYRE FOR 3 BODIES Man Slay* Wife and Two Daughter*, Then Take* Own Life. Tisdale, Sask.—Slaying Id* wife i and two daughters Io hit farm home, j *ll miles smith of here, l.aitrlcti Per- ' rum of Algrove. Siiak., dragged their bodies tn n nearby haystack, fired the funeral pyre, then walked Iftlo a nearby wood* nnd ended bls own life with n gun. Tim charred remidna of three imtrtler victims were dlsrnverrfl by two men whose Identity Is unknown. Boretim’s body was discovered hours inter. The two daughters were thirteen and nineteen yearn old. Iteconstruvtlng the crime, royal mounted police liolleve that llrreiim In n tit of mmlness killed his wife nnd two daughters In their farm tmme, then dragged the bodies to the lm« stack and set It afire In a mart tempt to hide traces of Itl* crime. | : Note Telle of Murdere. In the Bcreum fnnii home polh/ found a note written by the sln.vefin Noruegian to his son. Translated, It read: “This deed wits done nt 10:110 n. m. Sundn.v. You have always been a ■) Set it Afire. good boy and now 1 hope you will forgive me, as it had to be done, “1 am leaving you 540 in cash and S4O in the hank at Rose Valley. Do not come up here. Farewell.” Another note, unaddressed, containing virtually the same words, also was i found in the house. Find Blood-Stained Weapons. In the kitchen of the home, police : found a blood-stained cane. Blood was spattered over the kitchen floor, mute evidence of the tragedy that had i taken place three hours before. Two men whose names have not been learned discovered the charred ; bodies in the funeral pyre and noti- ! fled neighbors, who in turn notified royal mounted police. A coal oil can was found near the bodies. Bereum’s body, a bullet through his head, was found in the bushes some , hours later. Deer Invites Death; Drops in on Rancher Loveland, Colo.—A real hunter doesn’t have to hunt his deer —they ; ?onte to him. So said F. A. Neville. Loveland pio- I neer, as he stepped out of his ranch i home in the Big Thompson canon, ten idles west of Loveland, and killed the ■ first deer of the 1921) season here. Neville started for the barn to sad lie horses for his hunting party when , a two-pointed buck jumped over the barnyard fence and stopped a few feet ! n front of him. The rest of tiie story is quickly told. ! Neville fired, and had the deer strung ' up in front of the barn door when the ' rest of the party came to the ranch i to start their hunt. It is thought the deer had been in the alfalfa field, back of the barn, overnight, and was coming down past ■ the house for water in the Big | Thompson river. Deer in herds of from 50 to 100 are often seen in the fall of the year on the Neville ranch. Neville is one of the earliest pioneers in this district. He shot deer in the years before there were seasonal restrictions, and for the last ten years has always brought home the first buck shot in the season. Jailed for Throwing Wife’s Dog Out Window New York. —James Larkin, of 8 Beach bixty-second street, Arverne, Queens, was sentenced in Far Rockaway police court to five days in jail for cruelty to animals in throwing a Jog belonging to h»s wile out a second story window of their hoaie. She said that Larkin didn’t like the dog, ordered it out of the house Sunday morning and, when the dog returned, opened the window and - threw it out. She had to get a policeman to shoot the suffering animal, she said. Magistrate Gresser asked Larkin why he had done such a thing. “It was,” said Larkin, with an air of Jetachment, “a question of perspective; a conflict of words; agitation of thcngl't f”’ nassion.” Wotpan** Devotion to Duty It is related that tn San Francisco harbor, when a fog bell became disabled, the woman keeper struck the bell by hand for twenty hours and thirty-five minutes, until the fog lifted. Two days later she stood all nlgM striking the bell with a hammer dur ing a dense fog. The Problem Every little girl goes through « spell of playing house. The problem Is to keep her that way after th< wedding - Rutland Herald.

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MfNNA’S CERTAINTY The ndventuro* were coming to nn on I f - ■ • • feel had-.y becatw she had find a bMiulJfnl time. Rhe find boon taking ffimdc lewme and she loved muffle but she hnfl ftever thought she would have the wonder fttl front of bring Invited Into a mnMc ahop and acfiinll.v mooting nd the in Mrtimeriffl nnd pieces of mtrfle when they worn having a jolly time And now n <’ Major Sente w>a jto Ing to be mnrrlnfl to a Miss First I‘leco nnd the Violin hnd just pbivnd a lovely tuhn for the guests At the end of the tnnn every one fllghrfl n little, whispering, “Wasn’t thnt sweet?" nnd, "Have they come yet?” ’I he Violin wont to the back of the slio.i from where the bridal party would march nnd now he took h.is, p’ ns begt man, giving a signal to Minna to commence playing. They nil come along, the ushers, bridesmaid*. Miss First Piece with her bend down just a trifle, and C pH I “They’re Off.” Major Scale looking very proud and happy. As they marched in all the wedding guects arose and sang to the familiar wedding music these words: . Here comes First Piece, Here comes First Piece; We hope her happiness Never will eease; Here comes C Scale, Here comes C Scale, He is the hero Os our merry tale. After the march wc o over ami ihey had been given the Bass Viol’s best wishes and nano’s blessing, and all the others had congratulated them, every one suddenly shouted, “They're off!” Minna tore up some old pieces of paper and they all threw them after the bride and groom. The Piano gave them a music case fitted up with some extra notes as a parting present, and off they vanished, through the inside office, up the back stair case to the balcony. It was rumored that they expected to spend their honeymoon here. As Minna walked away from the foot of the stair case and came again into the shop every instrument and piece of music had gone back to its place. There was absolute quiet. And now they looked just as they 6 always had looked. IJio longer did they have arms or legs or faces. Now they were lying down, making no sound. The shop was just as it was in the daytime. And then it began to grow more and more indistinct and other objects came more and more into view. This was very strange indeed, for here was her bureau in front of her and the red chair, and the red table which were always In her bed room, and on the wall were her own pictures. She really couldn’t understand the change. Had the musical magic wafted her back here again? But of one thing she felt quite certain. She was sure that the C Major Scale and Miss First Piece were going to be very, very happy. The Real Reason Aunt—l feel quite provoked to think that you and your mother were in town the other day and went to a restaurant instead of coming to our house for dinner. Why didn’t you come? Little Nephew—The fact Is, auntie, we were hungry. Taxed Amusement Jack—Mummy, give me a penny and I will stop crying. Mother—But I like to hear you cry —it amuses me. Jack (after some time) —Mummy, can I have the penny for amusing you?—Moustique, Charleroi. Nobody Going Teacher —No, Billie, you must not say “I ain’t agoin’.” You should say "I am not going, you are not going, he is not going, we are not going, you are not going, they are not going.” Billie (very proudly)—Gee, ain't nobody goin’? Foolish Question Teacher—What author is known for his vocabulary? Little Willie —Webst ~ i Use for Combine In harvesting small grain with a combined harvester-thresher It is necessary to wait from seven to ten days longer than when cutting with a binder In order to reduce the moisture content of the harvested grain. As the, grain gets dead ripe, it dries out very rapidly, and letting It stand even a day or so longer will frequently make a big difference, resulting in 5 higher grade of grain produced.

I Just I a Little / J} Smile g A WHOPPFPI Tbe yonng fnrux-r* **•<•<• honstlrig ab<.n» thi» Mze of rhe they had grown. Finally. of tb«-m “What was the blgyysf thing- you rnloofl thin year, flnrio -MhF “Wn near 0,.-,drawled for anow-thoea pxrrtnn ClevW Strat.ge« •That w.« a grew) -o heme o’d They eanT decide -vhlrh zirl gM n*aP* ried fir-st s'A -- ■ _•..>< rid ‘ • fl CAUSE FOR WRINKLES * k She—You ro college. <Fn't u? He—No. This s ::' l< • ks - -v <y bt-<,M.Se I in t Us: ■. /nt. Agitation The hr igs us. And eustfon versed We should be Ho; r- n-r the B st — HeUnakes us fear th* w .rsu A Pussier Here was con _ * -■ - ' other check : Every ri; ■. • - at college was o»stitu ui'her ■■■ ■- “1 oat’ no idea." father s.t < aly. as he reached f>>“ his che. . < “than an education s' s» n>u< “Oh. it s terribly high, father."‘wt, the reply- “Ami vou know I’m one of those that studies the least!” NEVER LOST ■few & ''Moi/ v ’ He —My college was founded in 1864. She —1 npver even heard it was lusted. Prescriptions Bold oratory can display No cure for social ills Financial genius has its way And sends a Bunch of Bills. No Reason for it Author —1 see you have my novel. I suppose you had a peep at the last page to see how it ended? Candid Woman—As a matter of fact, . after reading two chapters 1 wondered why it began! Saved! “Who’s that behind us, Joe?” asked Frod at the wheel as a horn sountleu. “(>nly a flapper in a sedan,” Joe answered. Fred hurled his wheel over, ran off the road, crashed into a fence and up against a tree. “Thank heaven, we escaped,” he muttered. Keeps to Itself Sandy—Money surely talks. Andy—But it never gives itself away. Sa’es Resistance Clerk (showing customer golf stockings)—Wonderful value, sir. Worth double the money. Latest pattern, fast color, holeproof, won’t shrink, and It s a good yarn. ('ustomer—Yes. and very well told. —Wall Street Journal. An Estimate Sedan—l hear you got a new car. What horsepower is your engine? Henricar— It seems to be a scant >ne- horsepower, but it has a fourlonkeypower horu. Play Today “Play Is more complicated these lays.” “Heh?” “Look at those kids playing Indians.” “Well?” “They have a movie machine and a tt rector." Made His Eyes Bulge, All Right Bulldog (looking into the tiger’s •age)—Great whiskers! how tn -the world could I ever chase a cat ilka that ip a tne?