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THE FORT MILL TIMES Published Every Thursday. FORT MILL, SOUTH CAROLINA". miEL-^JEijEE The Girl of Ny Dreams NovelUation of the Play by~ Wilbur D. Nesbit and Otto Hauerbach I 5^1* WILBUR D. NESB1T SYNOPSIS. Harry Stvifton Is expecting a visit from .his fiancee. Lucy Medders, a Quakeress whom he met In the country. His auto crashes into another machine containing a beautiful woman and a German count. The woman's hat Is ruined ana narrj escapes. His sister. Caroline, arrives at his home to play hostess. Socrates Primmer. cousin of Lucy's, arrives with a hat intended as a present for Lucy. Harry is trailed to his home by the Count and Mrs Gen. Blazes, who demands her (hat. a duplicate of which she says lias been delivered at Harry's house She Is In great fear lest her husband hear of her escapade. Lucy Medders and her father arrive and the count Is hidden in one room and Mrs. Blazes In another. CHAPTER IV.?(Continued.) "All right!" Harry laughed, dropping her hands. "You always have your way with me. A girl ought to be mighty careful who kisses her after ahe is married, too, don't you think?" Iaicy smiled quaintly. Some of Harry's jests were a bit too flippant for her. Harry went on: "Really, I'm mighty sorry I didn't meet you at the train. But, you 6ce. 1 had a little trouble with my machine this morning." "It was as well that thee did not meet us. It would have spoired lather's plans. We wanted to find thee tn thy usual atmosphere." Again Harry looked quickly at her. The surroundings were Buch as to make hint keenly alive to any possible uggestion of some other meaning than her words implied. But I.u^'s face was as serious as ever. She looked about the room, and signeu: "Thy house is just lovely." "It will be," Harry said, glancing apprehensively at the door of the room where Mrs. Blazes was waiting patiently for her hat?"It will be when It's fixed up. Some things have to be moved out." "And will thy sister?Carolyn?will she show uie about the house?" Lucy asked. "Certainly." Harry answered, gallantly. "But you don't reed her. Just make yourself at home. Go anywhere you like " Lucy started toward the room where Harry had placed Mrs. Blazes. Bui Harry was following her to detain her "And in here?" Lucy asked "Whal Lave you there, Harry?" "There? There?" Harry stammered "Why?why, that's just some old Junl in there. Wouldn't interest Vou a all." "A Junk room? IIow odd!" i "Yes?1?you see?I used to hevt a fad of collecting Junk." The sweat w?s standing on Harry"i brow. He knew that Mrs. Blazes coult overhear him, and his brief experienct with thut lady taught him that sh< a natural feminine aversion to be lng termed Junk. If she should de cide to assert herself by opening th< door and making a few remarks! Thi thought was appalling. "Come. Lucy," he suggested. "Let'i go and see?and see the goldfish." "Nay, Harry," she smiled. "Let m< see thy collection of Junk. I did no know thee were an authority on that.' ! "Later. Lucy," he said. "Later." ""''hen 1 will peep Into thy library,' he decided. "Is not this It?" . She started to the other door, open !ng into the rcotn where the Coun was whlilng the time away and con tenting his tcul with such patience a he could muster. "No, no!" Harry said, almost frar tlcally. catching Lucy's ann. "No newt" "Hut why. Harry?" "I?I've got a little surprise in ther for you, Lucy." "A surprise? Oh, surprise me now ! "That would spoil it all," he assure her, feeling that his ruse was won lng "How can It surprise me later, who I know It Is to be a surprise, an: way?" she asked, with feminine logii "Well?it will be a surprise?and ?that Is?" "Now, Harry, thee has aroused m 'curiosity, T will see now." "No." he told her, firmly. "Not no* Later." "Rut now. Harry." "Oh. come. Lucy." he said, with man's usual lack of Judgment. "F reasonable." "Ah. thee call me unreasonable Oh. if father knew that already :h? had called me that!" she pouted. "No. no. I didn't say you were u reasonable. I Just?Just asked you t be reasonable "But that is the same thing!" St tamped her little fcot with the word "Lucy, you misjudge me." he sal solemnly. "I simply was not ready f< you to look in there yet." "Alas!" Lucy almost wept. "1 think that we have had our first qua rel already!" Harry came near to her and mu mured: "Woll, let us make up. One kiss how me you forgive me." "Nay. Harry," she protested, b 1 not very forcibly. "Thee knowest ! i do not approve of that" "How can you approve of a thing until you have it?" Harry wanted to know. And then? Sccrates Primmer, hat box in hand, appeared In the doorway, and what he saw rent his heart thumping to his boot heels. I "Woe is me!" he said, sadly. "The j time to give her my present is not I yet." And as he turned to go he collided ' with Carolyn. That plump young ; lady accepted his apology gaily, and left hini still delivering it as he went on down the hall, while she rushed to J Lucy and greeted her effusively. "We're going to have the Jolliest time ever!" Carolyn cried delightedly. "Come. Leave Harry to his own mis; erable company, and I'll show you ! your room." As Bhe turned, she remembered i something. "Harry," she said, "I want some pillows out of your room." Carolyn rushed to the door of Har? _ v ~.1 _?L-?nh Her I > D UCUIUUUI (111VI rcifcvu iuv ?uw. ry sank weakly into a chair and awaited the blow. "It's all over," he said to himself. Carolyn tried the door, but it would not open "Why, Harry!" she 6aid. "Your ' room is locked." "Eh? Oh! What?" Harry said. '"Locked? Now, who could have lock: ed it?" He fumbled in his pockets, meani while listening acutely for the sound | which would tell him that Mrs. I Blazes was presenting herself. But. blessings upon her head! She did no such thing With a gasp of relief Harry said: "I've left the key somewhere. I'll look for it after while." Lucy looked at Carolyn with an i awe-stricken face. "Is that Harry's bedroom?" she asked, in horrified tones. "Why, yes!" Carolyn answered. "And I der'red to see it! Ob! Harry, what must thee think of me. And how nice It was of thee to tell me it w?* only a Junk room." She went out with Carolyn, leaving Harry sunk dejectedly fn a big chair. Alter the girls were gone he looked i apprehensively first at one door, then j at the other. Slowly he shook his head, trying to fathom the muddle into which he had plunged himself. "If T hnrl trioil tft fix this Ut) for m}' j self," he said, sighing deeply, "it ' couldn't have been worse." Hut it could be?and was about to be?much worse. CHAPTER V. Unannounced, there entered the room a slender woman, whose face was half hidden by a huge, flopping, bushelbasket type of hat. the brim of which was drnpeC with flaunting, flapping lace, and from whose crown lifted into the air a gorgeous array of feathers and ribbons and flowers. A tlght-fltting gown, with the skirt so hobbled ' i that her steps were painfully mincing, I encased her form, and from behind her drifted the most remarkable train 1 that ever was She tottered In on ! her high-heeled shoes and peered about the place with a mingling of 1 coyness and assurance that was ainaz' ing. Harry looked up. saw her, and groaned. Then he lapsed back further Into the chair and mentally gave 3 ; himself up to the Inevitable with tne > words: 5 "Ye gods! Daphne Daffington!" ' She looked him over coolly, and J said: i "You!" " I He n3dded his head weakly. Things ' 1 had been piling themselves up too rap? j idly for him to he able to face the 9 situation w'th any insurance whatever. 5 J "After all these years!" she cxi claimed. "To find you at last. Where p have you been r%ll this time?" 1 | "Oh"?confusedly?"I've been here and there?first at home and then I away cff." ; "Well." she said, pursing her lips a '-Well, Let Us Make Up. One Kiss ti ,e Show Me You Forgive Me." determinedly, "you're away off if yoi s! think you tan shake me as easily nov te as you did the last time." "I'm terry. Daphne," Harry told her n "I know you have a right to thinl to harshly of me." "A right!" site ea!d. scornfully, te ! "I know." he confessed, "that yoi s. think I treatpd you shabbily." d. ! "Shabbily?" she sniffed. "You onl; sr call it shabby to ask me to go to i ball game, and leave me under ai 'o I awning in a pouring rain?and that' ir- j the last 1 see of you in two wholt ' long, weary years!" ir- ' Harry squirmed. "1 guess that wasn't right, Daphne, to j he acknow ledged. j "You said you were going for ut j cab," she accused him. Harry Jumped up suddenly. "I'll go and get you one now," ho ' offered. Daphne "topped him with a Eteeiy glance, and demanded: "Where's that hat I sent here?" Harry stared at her for the moment with utter blanknegs. Then it slowly j filtered through his brain that she was the milliner to whom Mrs. Biazes had telephoned. Daphne misintet preted his stare for one of admiration and with a remarkable imitation o' shyness, she asked: "Do you think my new gown 13 becoming, really?" "It's a beaut," Harry Informed her "It's a beaut. How do you get it on'" With a shoe horn?" "Therejrou go again!" Daphne said, accusingly. "You were always so fuM of sarcasm that you acted Boar. I want that hat I sent over here." "You never sent any hat here." "Yes, I did. A yellow hat. trimmed with red poppies. It was a duplicate of an imported model that 1 sold to one of my best patrons." "I've heard of that hat." Harry mused. Then he said, brightly: "Why. j you're not the renowned Mile, Daphne, the milliner, are you?" I "None other," preened Daphne. j "You see. I have risen to fame ancL i achieved my ambitions, while you 1 have been content to remain in obscurity." "To my sorrow," Harry replied, "that is too true, Daphne. Hut about the hat, I really know nothing of it. j There must be a mistake." "it came here, all right." Daphne ; replied. "The party who got ii , wouldn't give his name. He just gav, this, number." "Well, 1 wish such a hat were her^ "Ye Gods! Daphne Dafflngtan!" j The messenger must have taken It tc the wrong house. Now, Daphne, I want just such a hat as that, and IT pay you a good price for It." j Daphne shook her head judicially and fluttered her hands as though fih< had been asked to pluck a few start from the sky. "I can't ntake another." the said "There aren't any more like the orlg | inal. I had two models, but tbjy'r? , both gone. One I sold to .Mrs. j Diazes?" | "Mrs. Blazes!" Marry intersjpted I "Yes," Daphne said. "Mrs. General I Rlazcs." Harry looked at the door of h! j room, expecting Mrs. Diazes to coux ' forth and enter the discussion. What i construction Daphne might put on her presence, concealed, in his bouse ' he feared to Imagine. This, coupled with his old flirtation with Daphne i in.l hftr renslctivclv lealOUS diSPOSt tion. would be sure to make tilings I unpleasant for him. And. further, 11 1 she learned that Lurv was h?*re, and discovered his fondness for Lucy, lit knew mighty welf what t ort of a row ' she would kick up. He trembled at | '.he thought. Daphne saw his trepl 1 elation. "Why?" she asked. "What 1, .Mrs | Mazes to you?" "Nothing," Harry said, ftrvcntij "Absolutely nothing." "Well, you acted queer. You ai ' ways did act cpieer." Daphne s.iid "Anyway, the other hat was seni here, and 1 want to get it." "Hut it isn't here," Harry assured her. "if It were. I wouldn't let yot it tfimii.-c j want ot.e iik< it my self. Can't you make one f( : me?" "I might," Daphne tc.U, assuming the coy air that she fancied to be st irresistible. "Why <lo you want a hat' | Is it for your sister?" "No. Daphne. You see. it's thi! way. I?I'm to have n gue:-t? guests. A young lady I'm greatly in tercsted in?yov tee. it has been s< long since we parted that I am stir* you have forgotten r.:e- and so?well this young lady is to visit m> sister and?well. I've got to get that hat." ' Is the bat for her'.' Daphne asked s interestedly. TO ItE '< tNTINCKD i 1 Enlightened. ' : "Pa." said little F'rank, as he turnci j the of his history, "can I nsk ' question?" I "What is It. my son?" asked his fatt rr. without locking up from his spcrl ;ng page. J "How did the cliff dwellers kee warm In the winter time?" F "Why I guess they used the trout a 'ain ranges Now, don't ask me an II j more foolish questions " s; ? | Only Once. "rlow often, my good man," sat the stranger at the wayside statioi "do the trains stop here?" "Tbe trains stop here," said tb a sour station porter, "only once. Aft* that they start."?Stray Stories INNOCENT 5 This photograph shows Greek chil lief stations that have been establish PRIEST SA Father Jose Algue Well Known in Philippine Islands. - - _ Director of Weather Bureau at Manila Who Has Made Extraordinary Instrument?Clergyman Is Devoted to Humanity. London.?Quietly and unostentatiously. without being in any way heralded by the press, a certain priest paid a visit to London recently who deserves to be ranked among the world's greatest benefactors. His name, Father Joe Algue, is scarcely known, perhaps In this country, but every man and woman in the far east knows Father Algue. director of the Philippine weather bureau at Manila, for did he hot, after many years' labor. invc-nt an instrument which Is called the barocyclonometer, by which it Is possible to guard against the most dreaded of far eastern calamities? the typhoon? This instrument Is now In use on upwards of 1.000 ships that sail the Maters of the far east, while the American government proposes to fit its ships with a modified form of the Instrument in order tha. captains may be warned of the approach of hurricanes or storms, and thus make It possible for them to slip out of harm's May. And It was In ord??r to have v>io mrtriifipr! hnrocyclonometer made under his personal supervip'on that Father Algue recently came to London. The Instrument Is really a combination of the ordinary barometer and a cvclono detecting apparatus, the lat- j tor being Father Algue's own inven- j tion. The barometer used alone will | tell of the approach of the storm, but I ; will give no hint as to the direction in j which the center or vortex of the storm is moving. It is this additional Information which the cyclonometer supplies, and Its use has undoubted ly led to the saving of millions of lives In eastern waters. Not only, however, lias Father Al- j gue invented the barocyclonoineter. but in connection with the Philippine j weather bureau, he has also organ- ! ized a system of cyclone danger sig- j nals, which it is no exaggeration to i " ?rr.rv I Eay eave thousands 01 n>? year. Father Algue ha? a corps of SO native assistants who are scattered through the Philippine archipelago. Some are observers, others telegraph ; I operators, others messengers, while | at Manila Father Alguo is In direct j communication with ft score of other I weather stations In the islands, and also with point? far away from the Philippines?Hong Kong for instance The approach of a typhoon is at once telegraphed to Father Algue at Manila, and he then sends the news to all quarters by means of his associates and messengers. At times he has been able to give notice of the approach of a typhoon three days before it appears, and almost always [' manages to give news of it one day ' before. We. in this country, have little idea ' of the enormous loss of life and dam age caused by an eastern typhoon When it is mentioned, however, that the average number df typhoons in the Philippines is 21 a year, and it is not unusual for the fall of rain in two h days to equal the total rainfall rf other countries for a year, while the 1 wind has ccen known to uproot churches, some idea of the vtlue of the w>rk which is being done by this r ! priest, who has practically devoted his i life to typhoon fighting, may be gath1 ered. * ! Apart from 'he harocycionometer, j Father Algue has invented several otb | er weather Instruments of great value to mariners, but he cares little for publicity or fame, and it Is interestJ ing to not: that one of his treatises 0:1 typhoon fighting was translated ' into German and circulated in Eu rcpe, yet his name did not appear on SUFFERERS OF THE BAL Iren, oryhaued bv Turkish bullets, wai ed in Athens. iVES L1FE~ the cover. Instead, the readers were i given to understand that the translator was the author of the book. Fatne or wealth he cares little about, his main concern being the saving of lives which would otherwise be sacrificed to the sto-m fiend. MUST LIVE WITHIN INCOME Judje Refuses to Grant a Divorce to j a Wife Who Charges She Was Subjected to Cruelty. Franklin, Pa.?That It Is the right | of a husband to insi3t that his wife kf>pn thp family's exnenditures well I within his income was a rule laid down here by Judge George S. Cri3well in refusing to grant to Mrs. Laura F. Sylvester, of Oil City, a divorce from William W. Sylvester. Tho wife asked for a decree on the grour. 1 of cruelty, and at the hearing it developed that their troubles were largely financial, the husband restricting the wife's expenditures for the family to a sum within his income. In discussing this phase of the case Judge Criewell said: "The husband had upon him the burden of the family maintenance. His income, while fair, was limited, and it was only reasonable on his part to insist that proper relation should be maintained between such income and the family expenses. The failure to preserve it could result in his humiliation and loss of caste and standing for business integrity among his associates and in the community, something highly prized by a man of principle and honor." WHY HOTEL R; Some Expenses Not Put Down In the ? ' - * ? - ? a i ~S hooks are uiscioscu oy ??nc ui Hotel Manager. Now York. Every now and then one learns something new of the New York hotels. Mrs. Max Thompson, wife of the assistant manager of a Gotham hotel, is entitled to the gratitude of tlte public for letting in a little light upon the duties and emoluments of the hotel managers?even if she did do the letting In because, according to her husband, some dispute concerning a fuzzy poodle had risen between then In her petition for all? ? w_.. ti . ithif her , IIIUII> .HIS. I llOIIipSUIl .Illt-fcr-.-J , husband's Income is $8,400 annually. "He is paid $1,S00 for his services; $'700 as agent for a champagne; $720 fcr certain unnamed services perform ed for hotels in Paris. Berlin and London and $1,200 by steamship lines for procuring certain business for them That happens to figure up to $10,800 a year, but the difference may be set down to the difficulty which ladies notoriously experienced in dealing with arithmetical facts It also happens that she does not state all the facts, if the facts in Mr. Thompson's case coincide with the facts in the other hotel officials. For example, the assistant manager of the hotel is allowed his rooms and a certain specified sum daily in the dining rooms. The discreet pushing of a brand of cigars i is always worth something One bar tender in one of the great hotels ad mittedly received $10 a day for pushing a certain whisky. No doubt his Immediate superiors may have profited slightly by the same brand. The carriage callers, head porters, stewards. chefs, detectives, laundry chiefs, head waiters?every other employe In a position of even modified authority about a hotel-always are able to add to their Income by certain other side Incomes. No doubt they are sometimes moved by sheer gratitude to share such gratuities with the men who have the power of discharge over them. "I will take any position of responsibility whatever in any oue of the great hotels," said a competent KAN WAR * ? ."O-ftCW i iting for free food at one of the reBRAGANZA DAGGER IS FOUND Portuguese Officials Recover $50,000 Weapon, Missing Two Years? Sought by American. Lisbon, Portugal.?The famoua dag ger of the dukes of Ilraganza, long coveted by wealthy American collectors, has been returned to the state as mysteriously as it disappeared from the royal palace of Neccseidades on the night of October 4, 1910, when King Manuel fled from his castle to find refuge on British shores. The weapon, studded with precious stones and bearing chlselmanship attributed to Benvenuto Cellini, is estimated to be worth $50,000. Many foreigners have sought to purchase it. romantic tales associated with the blade having added a historic worth to its intrinsic value. At the time of the revolution the Republican leaders visited the deserted palace and took possession of all the Jewels and works of art that the ro\al family had left behind. The dagger and some other valuables, however, failed to find their way into the hands of the new authorities. Some lime ago the government decided that all the furniture. Jewels and other property seized at the palaces, but which belonged to the fallen monarch and his mother, Queen Ame lie, should be returned to them In London, and the old inventory books a of the Braganza family are being ox A amined to separate what belongs rightfully to the royal family from what Is considered as the- property of the ^ republic. Recently the dagger was secretly placed In the letter box of the official who Is conducting the Inventory. There was nothing to Indicate by whom it had been restored. k TPC A or uiru \ 1 LLikJ illVJH I hotel man. "and I will serve without salary and with absolute honesty. And at the end of the year I will have made more money than the manager's salary amounts to It isn't any wonder that the pumlc complains of the hotel charges. Look what those charges cover." WALK LINE FOR A LODGING Cleveland Wayfarers' Lodge Forcei Application to Drastic Test in Proof of Their Sobriety. Cleveland, Ohio.?Applicants for a i night's lodging must hereafter b-j ablo i to walk a literal chalk line?a white streak across an eighteen foot room ! ?before there Is any shelter for them at the Wayfarers' lodge of the Associated Charities here. Superintendent Howell Wright of the Associated Charties instituted the custom when he refused lodging to a tramp from Philadelphia because he wavered from the narrow path. Wright said that he believes the custom should become general and that applicants who are unable to negotiate the feat in proof of their sobriety will , bo turned out in the cold. The more serious cases will be given to the police. ! LETS THREE CHILDREN MARRY Rushville, Mo., Man Gives Permission For Son and Daughters. Under Age, to Wed. St. Joseph, Mo.?H. It. Seever ot Rushville, Mo., observed a dinner as a marriage feaBt of two daughters and a son. all under legal age. for whose marriage he gave consent. Elmer C. Soever, a son. aged nineteen, married Miss Ruby C. Kelly, agen sixteen . years. Miss Florence Seever. aged sixteen, was married to Roy Virgil Brown, aged twenty years, arid Miss Alice N. Seever, aged seventeen, wed d^d Archie M. Russell of Atchinsou county, Kansas, the only one of the , six who was of legal age.