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THE FORT MILL TIMES Published Every Thursday. FORT MILL, 80UTH CAROLINA. SE5__EzlEE The Girl of My Dreams ?n ri? tA Noveliietion of the Pley by "Wilbur D. Neablt and Otto Huuerbech WILPUR D. NESDIT SYNOPSIS. Harry Swifton Is expectlnR a visit from his fiancee. Lucy Medders, a Quakeress whom he met In the country. *" mtu iniuiin'r niacinlie conuuninK n beautiful woman and a German count. The woman'* hat Is ruined and Harry escape*. His sister, Caroline, arrives at his home to play hostess. Socrates I'rlmmer, cousin of Lucy's. arrives with a hat Intended ns a present for Lucy. Harry Ib trailed to his home by the C'ftunt and Mrs. Gen. Illnses, who demands her hat, a duplicate of which she says has been delivered at Harry's house. She Is In great fear lest her husband hear of her escapade. Lucy Medders and her father arrive ai.d the count Is hidden In one room and Mrs. Blazes In another. Harry Is forced to do some fancy lying to kesp Lucy from discovering the presence of the woman. The milliner, Daphne Daffington. who proves to be an old flame of Harry's, arrives to trace the missing duplicate hat and more complications ensue. Daphne Is hustled Into the roorti occupied by the Count. The latter, with whom Iluphne had tllrted at one time, demands the return of a ring he had given her on that occasion. She tells him that she gave the ring to General Hlazes. As the Count had also given Mrs. Biases a duplicate of tho ring he becomes somewhat excited. Daphne leaves the room and seeks refuge In tho one occupied by Mrs. Blazes. Mr. Medder discovers the Count, wha Is Introduced as Harry's German tutor. General Blazes arrives and accuses Hnrry of concealing his wlfo. Dnphne steps out and the general Is dumfounded. Lucy gives way to tears. The Count takes the blame for the whole affair upon himself, but the verdict Is reserved until Hnrry can vindicate himself. General Blazes admits to Harry that he has flirted with Daphne, and Mrs. Blazes overhears the talk. Mrs. Blazes attempts to escape with the aid of the Count and the latter Is mistaken for a burglar. The duplicate hat arrives and Harry solves CHAPTER XIII. A chort while later Harry left his guests gathered about the piano, singing, and quietly slipped outside. The Count made an excuse and left the room also. Harry went Immediately to the front of the house and threw a pebble agalnat Mrs. lllnzes' window. "Sst!" he cautioned, as she appeared. . "Oh, dear! I'm distracted!" she aid. almost hysterically. "How do you think I feel?" he asked. "Listen. I've got the hat. 1 put It In my sister's room, until I get a chance to give It to you." "Why can't I have It right away?" she asked. "Some one would see me getting It to you. We can't take a chance. General mazes Is In there with the rest?don't you h*ar him singing?" "Oh. yes. It Is such a blessing that the dear old fellow can forget his troubles." "He'll remember thorn soon enough." Around the corner of the house came Count von FTltz, laboriously carrying a long ladder that he had found., "By gracious!" Hurry said. "You're not such a fool after all. Here! I'll help you." "Now you see," said the Count. "Ve ged her oud." i With infinite pains, and as much b1lence as they could command, they raised the ladder and adjusted It against the window sill. Mrs. Mazes watched the proceeding eagerly. "Am I to come down on that?" she Inquired. "No." Harry answered, with the sarcasm the occasion required. "We are going to train a morning glory vine on this." "Siuarty!" she sniffed at him. "That's JuBt like a man!" "He careful, and be quiet. Oet out on the ladder and creep down," Harry nM V, VWIU ?JV? Mrs. Blares stepped on n chair and planted herself on the window sill. She wus Juat swinging a neatly-shod foot over to tho ladder when Harry hissed: ' "Get bark! For the love of Mike, get back!" She fairly fell back Into the room, and as she did so Harry and the Count dropped their ladder. to the ground among the shrubbery and dashed around tho corner. The Irrepressible Carolyn had come to the front steps, adorned In u splendid hat of yellow straw, wreathed with gorgeous red popplea. Behind her came Pigeon Williams, his eyes drlpklng In the beauties of the girl and the hat. "Say," he remarked, "thnt's a peach of a hat. Where'd you get It?" "I found It In my room," she said. "Harry must have meant It as a surprise for me. Now I'm going to surprise him when ho finds out I've found It. Let's stroll In the garden." Nothing loath, the enamored Pigeon accepted the lnvltetlon. Harry and the Count peeped around the corner of the house, with grimaces of wrath and despair. "Never mind." Harry whispered. -we've till got a hat up our sleeve*." General Blazea came from the door, bidding the others good night. "Tell Harry I'm sorry I had to hurry off." he said. "My wife will surely be at home by this time, worrying herself sick over my absence." . As he descended the steps Daphne Dafllngton, breathless, came up the walk. In her hand she carried a hat box containing the hat she had rushed \ . ; < ' :' T to completion as a favor to Harry i That worthy and Count von Fits' ( nudged each other as they saw the 3 general and the little milliner meet. "General!" said Daphne, dropping 1 the box and clasping her hands. "Daphne!" exclaimed the General. 1 The window above opened slowly and Mrs. Blazes peeped out upon the tab- 1 leau. ' "So!" the General said, bitterly, t "Farting, were you! And with that scrub of a Dutch count!" "Loafer vat he iss!" mumbled the 1 Count, and Harry clapped his hand t over the Count's mouth In fear of be- i Ing discovered. 1 "Any woman," said the Ge.iera! 1 sternly to Daphne, "ought fo be t HHniimfu oi neing Been witn rim." < Daphne looked about her 'or rome 1 way of escape. But the Geveral went t on: , 1 "And this ring you gp.e me! His ? ring! His ring that ae?Didn't he give you this very rlr ,?" "No," Daphne an- >vered, nervously. "He didn't give '* ?o me. General He ?he wished ' on." ? "WV" I'll bet you the scoundrel uuesn't wish It on any other woman!" The General tore the offending ring from his finger and threw It away. It rolled directly to the Count, who grasped It fervently and whispered to Harry: "For dlBS I forglf him all der rest!" Harry kicked him, as a gentle signal for silence. "I suppose," the General accused her, "you are back here looking for him, eh?" Lucy opened the door and looked out, evidently wondering where Harry might have gone. She thought he would he waiting for her on the lawn bench. Seeing the General and Daphne she drew bnck, but she heard his question about the hat, and Daphne's an- ^ swer. "No." Daphne said, "I brought this hat for Harry Swlfton." Lucy silently came down the steps t and stood In the shadows. < 1 "What?" the General asked. "Is I he getting up a hat trust? lie must think a lot of that little fiancee of I his." "Oh," Daphne explained carelessly, "It l^n't for her. He told me It wan 1 for another woman." Daphne pnssed the General, first 1 picking up the hat box, and tripped up the steps and through the open f doorway. The General walked away, shaking with laughter and chuckling: "Harry Is up to his old tricks." Harry, from his place of conceal- ^ ment, was rbout to rush forth and speak to Lucy, but this time the Count restrained him. Lucy stood and 1 sighed: "Oh, Harry!" ' Primmer appeared, still lugging his hat box. He almost fell down the steps, at seeing Lucy alone at last. "My time has arrived!" he said, ecstatically. "My poor, poor Lucy! I ^^ I ^ ?T?????mm mi w I rt~ ?-? jj "8ol the General Said. "Flirting Wefe You*" 1 have tried so hard to see you alone. ' Here! Let me present you this slight 1 token of my affection?this hut! Wear 1 It for my sake!" He was surprised by the eagerness with which Lucy seized the box from his hands. ( "A hnt! Yes!" she exclaimed. "Give it to me. Yes, I will wear it!" 1 Primmer was about to burst forth Into rapturous words, when she said: j "Nay! Do not speak-to me! Leave me. I beg!" and rushed Into the house. Primmer followed her In, bewilderment holding him dumb for once. 1 Daphne came out of the door, saying: "Well! They're all going crazy I nnt. rv..^ ~.W HI "Vio. A toil l IIUU oil/ uuc wuii Will listen to me at all." Harry came from his hiding place and said: "Did you want to see me?" "Yes. Here's your hat. Now. let's have our supper. Harry." "It's no use. Daphne," he tohl her. "I can't accept your kind Invitation. 1 You're a couple of years late with it. I'll pay you any price for the hat. but?" Ihiphne came down to hltn and looked at htm with amazement. "You don't mean that, Harry, do you?" she said. "Why, don't talk about the cost of the hat. It's the dinner I want." Lucy again came to the door. She wanted to tlnd Carolyn and tell her that she was going home. Now she saw Harry and the milliner. Daphne refused to be convinced by Harry's shaking of his head, and said: "To think of yc.l treating me like that! After all I've done for you." "Yes, Miss Daphlngton, I know," Harry replied, soberly. /--ww UA... w UD, nai r; ; nun toil you DC BO | cold and cruel?" Daphne asked. > "No," Harry said, decisively. "That's j all off the slate now. I'm enpnged to ! ' be married to the dearest little girl ' In the world, and all this fluffing business Is out for good." i "Is tbat so?" Daphne whipped out. i . sa r r > amp* Rati ingrily. "Suppose she knew shoal that other woman who is hiding in rour room!" Lucy gasped, and clutched her lands together. "Fnr ?,O.va?'- ~~r J ? - VI iivuicu o, Dane, uuil V IU1K BO oudr" Harry begged. "Of course General Blazes Is a good rlond of yours," Daphne sneered, "but he might not reliBh It to hear hat his wife"? "Stop right there!" Harry ordered. 'Don't pretend that you don't know am perfectly innocent in this whole hing. You know how I accidentally an over her hat this morning. You tnow that you. yourself, sent to this louse a duplicate of that hat, and hat I never met the woman before in | ny life. And you came here to see j ler and that was how you happened ! o be in that room with her. And you ;now that everything I have done, tnd all the lies I have told, and all Waiting Until the Coast was Clear Count von Fitz Came From His Hiding Place. he suspicions 1 have endured, hate >een because of my honest effort to 'I v/vvv. t UC? ^UUU nil lilt?. "Still, appearances are against you," Japhne argued. Lucy smiled with Joy. however. Amos Medders strolled out and Hav -.ucy. "Daughter." he said, "art thou not ifraid of catching cold?" Harry and Daphne turned, almost tulltlly. "Why. bless my soul!" llnrry said. 'I didn't see you folks come out." " "I Just come," Lucy told him. "And vhat art thee getting. Harry?" "He's buying a hat," Daphne snld. "What? Another hat?" Medders isked. "Oh?er?yes, certainly," Harry replied. "And for Lucy?" "If you will let me give It to her, dr." "What? Two? Why, Harry, my joy, thee art extravagant." "Two?" Lucy asked. "I wanted you to have your choice. Lucy," Harry snld. Daphne maliciously opened the box >nd placed the hat on Lucy's head. 1 Til hfit' tt'ln/lnw Tif t*?s nir% ??? I vntrhed the proceeding In abject deipair. "Thank you. Miss Daphlngton," llnrry said, taking control of the slttation. "I'll let you hear from me tonorrow." "flood evening all," Daphne said, sweetly, and left. Mr. Medders, Harry and Lucy went i n, but Lucy kept Harry back far enough to squeeze his arm and 'tell iim he was u dear. CHAPTER XIV. Waiting until the coast was clear, fount von Fltz enme from his hiding place and discreetly lifted the ludder. j "Wait a minute." he said to him- | self. Quietly he went Into the house, ind as quietly reappeared in a few , moments, carrying the hat box which > Lucy had taken from Primmer, and which she had left in the hallway. "Brains in der head beats cash in j 3er pocket," he moralized. He wedged the hatbox under his irm and crawled up the ladder to the window. Tapping gentlv upon it. he almost fell off the ladder when Mrs. Blazes swung it open. r>? cnreiui, Yumuu: iie urgea. 11 I full oft diss ladder on diss hat you Btay in diss house for life." (TO BE CONTINUED.) The Passion Play. The now world-famous "Passlor Play" at OberammerKau is said to have hud its origin, nbout 1833, In th) Jeep contrition of mind born of a great pestilence. Certain survivors of the plague resolved that ever after ward, at stated intervals, they would celebrate the "Passion of Christ" a9 i token of their reverential gratitude Beginning on a small scale, the play gradually grew In importance until it Is now known all over the world, ha* Ing visitors from pretty nearly ever* civilized country on earth While Oberammergau is still, and will prob ably remain, the center of the instltut lion. Passion plays are beginning to be established In the surrotindlng regions. notably In Switzerland Cheeses as Heirlooms. In some parts of Switzerland It Is said thnt cheeses form family heirlooms which are sometimes handed down from one generation to another At l<es Ormonts. In the canton of Vaud. It Is customary to make special cheeses for certain family feasts. They aro tagged with explanatory labels and eaten several years later, at other feasts, or even at funerals Recently, at Lea Ormonts. In a con csaled shelter, there was discovered a cheese dating from 17X5 It was as hard as a rock and had to be cut with a saw. It Is reported to have tasted good wmu - t' ' - fKlgMBHWI , . - : ,-Y GREAT CULE When President Taft Inspected that six-sevenths of the excavating tl part pt the work. wfrHlm 7 Victims of Balkan War Saved From Death by New Surgery. Wonderful Work of Doctors and Nurses at Hospital in Belgrade? Men Shot Through Head or nearx urten Kecover. Belgrade, Servla.?The human side of war, au shown In the Improvised military hospitals of Belgrade, presents many touching Bceues. - Every school in Servia has been turned into a hospital. Here, where thero are a great many voun^ed from the battle of Koumauova. arj from the skirmishes about ivionastlr, not only the schools, but every available building, including the local barracks and a sugar factory, has been transformed into wards with neat rows of white beds. Practically every country in Europe has sent a corps of surgeons and nurses to the war. The United States has done its shnre by contributing to the work of these devoted Red Cross toilers about $12.000?more than any other nation. The surgeons are all greatly interested In their cases, for modern warfare, with small, powerfully driven steel bullets, presents re inarKable wounds. At the time of the American Civil war arms and legs were lopped off by thousands to prevent blood poisoning. In these days of untiseptlc surgery there Is almost no amputation. One soldier wa9 shot through the middle of the finger; his whole finger has been saved. A number were struck when firing from lying posture, the bullet passing through the head, straight down through tho heart and out at the thigh. The lives of several so wounded have been saved. It used to be considered fatal to be struck In heart or head. In these hospitals there are men who have heen shot right through heart or head and who will re cover. Often It Is not considered necessary to extract bullets which have lodged In the body. The wound Is sim p|v disinfected and allowed to heal Nothing Is more significant of the fine quality of the Servian peasantry than the speed with which their wounds have cicatrized. The surgeons are amazed, and lay the phenomenon to pure blood, untainted by alcohol. Many brought here within the last two months have recovered, and gone back to the front. One of the most Interesting hos puaia 18 in charge of the Russian corps, in the local exposition building. Nearly all the nurses here nre women of good family, n number of whom got experience In the Russo-Japanese war. Enter this ward. That blond young woman ironing sheets near the door In | the corridor is the daughter of the J Russian ambassador. These are wounded Servian officers in here. It is the visiting hour. In Servla. It is the custom to congratulate a soldier who receives a wound In comes a dumpy old peasant woman, her wrinkled face beaming, and drawing forth an orange from her clothes she toddles straight toward one of the beds, where follows a tender greeting between her : and her soldier son. Speak to this ! handsome young fellow. "Yei, sir. I was one of the (50.000 I Servians who went to help the Bulgarians around Adrlanople after our own work was done. I was woimded in a skirmish in the trenches. But you should talk to that officer over there He is a major and a hero." "I got my wound at Koumanova? or. rather, my five wounds." His fnco lighted up with pride as he spoke. "We had driven the Turks hack that day and at night they tried to retaliate We charged them through the dark and I was caught in their volley. The Servian officer, sir. is always at the head of his men." In the next ward are some private soldiers nearly well. One Is playing; n rustic flute and other are dancing "kolo," the national country dance with some of the pretty Russian ouraea. BRA CUT NEARING CC l I Ithe great Culebra cut of the Panama cJ liere has been completed. This has bee WOUNDED More are more serious cases. That old man?what Is he doing here? "Yes. Blr. 1 nm a 'last defense' man. I was engaged with others in the rear guard, burying some dead, when a band of Moslem villagers suddenly fell upon us. I was shot before I could drop my spade. We drove them off, though, and they ran up into the -hills." Upstairs Is a large ward of Turkish wounded. Do not imagine because Rus sian sympathies are with the Servians that these stricken enemies get any the worse treatment. tin the eon. trary. It Is almost as If the doctors nnd nurses took a pride In being kind to these vanquished ones. HAS FUN WITH SPEEDERS Missouri Boy Makes Life Miserable for Fast Autolsts?Rifle Sounds Like a Puncture. Kansas City. Mo.?Farmer boys In the vicinity of Oak Grove have a new trick which they are playing on city autolsts who burn up the county road In that section Henry Sieben. with Mrs. Sieben and William Wolf, former alderman, nnd Mrs Waif, while motor| Ing along the rock road In the eastern end of the county recently had the trick played on them. "I guess we were hitting It up at about a 50 mile clip." said Henry, "when I distinctly heard a puncture I I whistled for brakes and stopped the I machine so suddenly I nearly lost my I guests. " 'Did you hear anything?' I asked Hilly Wolf. " 'You've got a tire puncture somewhere here," he informed me. thereby confirming my worRt suspicions 'It's a puncture sure," Bald the women, and then I knew 1 was on the right track " * Sleben said he got out his testing apparatus nnd other tools and started In to locate the trohble. All of the tires wero found intact and the forMAY ASK $143 I I * Rich Mrs. Cameron Sues Husband Because He Didn't Get Home Early. New York.?Whether Mrs. Marguev rite Stone Cameron, who lives at the Hotel Savoy, will limit her request for alimony to $1,000 a week remains to be seen when motions in her suit for separation from her husband. Alpin W. Cameron, are heard tn Justice Page's part of the supreme court. "Mrs. Cameron will not ask for as much as $3,000 a week," said Mrs. Francis W. Stone of Cleveland, the young woman's mother. "Whether she will limit it to $1,000 I cannot say." Mrs. Cameron is as wealthy in her own right ns la her husband, who is the son of the millionaire head of the Alptn J. Cameron company, yarn manufacturers, of Philadelphia and Chicago. Hut the Intimation reported to be' conveyed in tho papers filed by her lawyer, former United States Attorney Cton. John W. Griggs.' is that Mrs Cameron seeks to discipline her husband by drawing heavily upon hia pocket book. No hint of serious disagreement between tho Camerona so far attaches to the wife's suit. Mrs. Cameron will al-j lege, so her lnwyers admitted, that the cause of estrangement has tn rln merely with Mr C'ameron'B seeming Inability to reach home early In the evening. The Camerons made their homo at | Rldgewood. N. J., for several years following their marriage at Atlantic on October 7. 1902 Rldgewood. a pretty settlement of the ultra-exclusive type. Is accessible only by a rail- | road. Mr. Cameron was oftentimes kept late by business at the New York offices of his father's concern. 260 Hroadway. where he acts as manager Recently Mrs. Cameron came to New York to live. She took apart ) IMPLETION I inal the other day he was Informed in In many weys the most difficult mer wharfmaster was puzzled and somewhat worried, when Wolf uncovered the cause of the "tire trouble " It was a grinning boy who stood behind a convenient tree by the roadside. In his hand he held a rltle. which he evidently Just had exploded into the air as Henry's machine whizzed by. "What'll we do. drown him?" asked Wolf. "Never." ordered Henry, climbing out from beneath the machine where he HtlH vbb searching lor a break of some kind. "Re a ifood sport. Let h'.iu nail the next sucker." POSES AS GIRL FOR YEARS Mother Had Too Mary Sons. So Disguised His Sex. Even Father Being Decei/ed. Victor. Colo.?Afte,' masquerading hh a girl for 18 years the sex of Irene Moynahan was learned. He was arrested In La Junta ty Sheriff A. 11 tVeinecke, who. because of his masculine appearance, decided he was a boy In girl's clothes. Irene was on his way to visit his father In Yilsbee. Ariz. Until the holidays Irene had been a student In the Victor high school and ^ all his life had been passed off us a ' girl. Mrs. Moynahan, when told that her boy had been arrested and that ills sex had been discovered, stated that she had always passed him off as a girl because of her disappointment in having two sons. Not even her husband was aware of the boy's sex. This was borne out hv the discovery of a letter In the bov's enects Dy the sheriff at La Junta. The letter was addressed to his father in Rlsbee and declared that the mother was "sending a son to him as a New Year's gift." Mrs. Moynahan will Join her son n* La Junta, and together they will continue the Journey to Bisbee. Irene is now dressed in boy's clothes, furn'she.t by the police, for the first time in his life. Mr. Moynahan is a lessor of the independence mine in the Cripple Cri elt district. ^ DAY ALIMONY ments at the Savoy hotel. This elim lnated wie railroad as an excuse But Mrs. Cameron's lawyers allege that, despite this, business still kept Mr. Cameron away until a late hour Cameron, who is beBt known to his friends nmong the younger habitues of the Waldorf-Astoria, IMaza and other hotels as "Ollie," would not discuss his maritnl difficulties Mrs. Cameron's father is Francis W. Stone, director and official in many railroads. When his daughter was married to Cameron bo declared the wedding was brought about "surreptitiously." lie said his daughter was II mlnnr on/1 1? * ? ??.vi tum ne wouia noia parties responsible for the outrage strict ly accountable." Matters were later ! smoothed over. QUAKE COMMUTES SENTENCE Convict Gets Term Reduced When It Is Discovered That Record Was Destroyed. San Frnnclsco.?"Jack" Black, a California convict, was able to reduce a twenty-flve-year sentence to one year, when It was found that the erthquake and fire six years ago had destroyed the record which would put the longer sentence Into force. Pending the execution of his long sentence ^ Illnnb A ~ ,?avn cDvaycu 10 Canada When J?r* ^ rested hts offense was found not to be extraditable and Canadian officer* pushed him across the line, where ho was taken by United States officials When brought before Judge Dunne he was sentenced to one year at Siri Quentln. It being stated that Rla-k rf lncerceratlon In the county Jail a' ready represented a fourteenyr are sentence, with good behavior Slack promised the court to straighten up and reform