Fort Mill times. (Fort Mill, S.C.) 1892-current, January 30, 1913, Image 2
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
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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.
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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