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’WATT jtrumbTtd John
Martin, and pulled the
bedclothes closer around
lUffl.!.- ,. »
Partly visible tn the
* curtained room, the lit
tered dressing tx^ble, tumbled bed
and carelessly discarded ek)thing be
spoke a late and hurried retirement.
' Beside the bad. In the deepest shadovr,
Stood hi^ wlfOr-hall^clothed. She shooh
him gently.' v
■“OomiB, dear, wake ap.* she urged.
; - "ten nearly noon, and y°» promised
to take us . out to sep Father today.
Rre, It’s broad dayligitt,” and she
drew back the curtains. The hard
glare of a midwinter morning focused
on the waking man. “There! That’s
better.”
“Darn shame.” her husband com
plained. as be rose. “Up all night cele
brating, and then can’t even sleep in
New'Tear's morning.”
. Svelyn Martin smiled, but it was
several minutes before she spoke
•gala. “You don't really mind going
out to Father’s today, do you, dear?
1 wouldn't insist, but we didn’t get out
nms, and I mustn’t lot the* sea-
go ly Without seeing Him at ah.
have the presents all ready, and we
drive out In no time."
"That’s all right Always did like
old gentlf&an. Lot of useless
trouble, though. No reasop on earth
why he shouldn’t live here with us.”
’T know, hut he Is so used to the
•U home. He says he Is more lonely
here with us, and I think I can under
stand. I’m nbme so little, anyhow,
and there he knows evefy nook and
granny, and that bousekeepea Is Just
a # Jewel I'm going out there more
often, too, this year. Til wake that
New Year's resolution, John. Now
, that the children are older—and, by
- the way, Tin dropplug the Womtn’s
dub this year-r^’ll havs more time to
Spare." She rurweyed herieif in the
■itror approvingly. “Well 1*11 go
down. Hurry, so we can start early.”
wliat had once been the well-to-
sectlon of a neighboring town stood
“old home" of Kvdyn’S childhood,
had been made inside the \
looking and Interesting young woman.
“See, sir.” she remarked. “I’ve built
you a nice, warm fire that will bum
all afternoon. Now wait while I fix
your chair for you.”
• “Tbank you, Marie," the old man
answered, leaning heavily on his cane
for a moment Then, as he._settled
into his chair before the grate: “Now
go and have a pleasant. New Year's
Day with your people. Everything
will be all right’'
“It’s not that I want to leave you,
sir—”
• “Marie, I nave told you to go. Hava
friends white you are yeong,and, can
enjoy them. We grow old quickly
cnongh.” .
“You are sure you will. hot be
lonely?” _
“I shall not be lonely. I am used
to loneliness."
“Realty, sic, I bud rather stspr. I
shan’t' enjoy myself for thinking of
you herb alone.” ,
“Honhense, Marie! Here I have
thlsT nice, warm fire. I do not mind.
Perhaps my, daughter and' her family
will come to see me. They said
•Christmas that they would try to get
down on New Year’s/’
“Perhaps they, will, sir. I shouldn’t
be supprised.” . She carefully adjust
ed* a lap robe about him. “Good-by,
then,/sir. -And a happy New Year."
“A hgppy New Year, Marie." The
do^ closed behind her, and the mas
ter of the house was left alone. ;
Fbr a long time he sat brooding, his
mind repeating over hnd qyor the final
words. “Perhaps •’ '
T WAS to be a won
New Year far the F
At least it would
Blanche Felton, but
. mond Felton, her bus!
was not quite so sura about the
ter, although he never breath
doubts to a soul. Their new res!
on Allan street ups all finished
they were to move in before the
Year.- * \ '
Blanche was excited beyond
ure; she would have the finest ho!
of all her friends; for the new lio
planned to be a rather moderate ho
in the beginning, had somehow dev
oped Info a rather pretentious stru 1
tore. That tlds had been all due
her, Blanche had never stopped
think, and Raymond, easy-going an
adoring Blanche as he did, never tol
He wanted her to he happy an
had-really been the first thin (
he had ever seen Blanche so set upon;
up to no# she had always been very
moderate In her demands. And she
deserved a fine home. If ever n woman
did! *
But Raymond Felton was worried.
He confessed to himself that he could
not figure out exactly' hdw they were
going to keep the place up. He must
try and make some extra money in
the next year. But how? be asked
himself. ' ’
-'At jftome Blanche was singing lofidly
as snb went about her work. It was
two days after Christmas and she was
packing all the little odds and ends
about the house preparatory to the
big inove. A loud ring at the doorbell
bronght her downstairs. * Outside
stood a man and woman, strangers to
Blanche. They stated their mission
as soon as they entered. Somebody
had told them about the new house
on Allan street and they wondered if
there was a possibility that It was for
sale. Mr, Gray was coming to town
as manager of the big Deimar com
pany, and as they hnd quite a family
they needed d large home and were i
willing to pay a good price. They had
l Continued from
would be taken ~
Judge Hardy’s court
of persons, had gathei
was with soma
succeeded in reaching
ble.
Hickman was alert and
faces of all about kite as
fore the cleric’s desk. The
your
your
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the
hearing the prisoner give his name
asked:
“Is William Elwood Hick
true name?”
“The second name is ‘Edwa
honor,” Hickman replied quickl
at ease. '
• Keyes' voice almost was lost
shuffling of feet and the sparring for
positions by cameramen.
‘Tour honor,” he began, “the '(Of
ficers w^o ha ve this case in hand hive
just returned from the north. I fo
awaiting me a telegram frofn the
fendant’a mother in Kansas City ad
vising that an attorney had been em
ployed to defend her son and that he*
would leave there this morning. This 1
attorney is authorized by the defend
ant’s mother to employ additional
counsel when he r eaches here.
‘‘In view of this, ’.t is tho request of
the district attorney’s effice that this
arraignment be postponed until Thurs-
ay at 2 p. m.”
Judge Hardy indicated clearly that
kkman’s constitutional rights would
respected and without hesitation or r
red the case postponed.
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Father for Punishment
1 Paso, Texas, Dec. @7.—Thomts
Hickman, father of William E. H>ck-
, confessed slayer of Marian Park
today said he wanted to see his
“punished according to his crime.”
ince he has confessed to this aw
rime, ” Mr. Hickman said, ‘‘I dis
him as a son and am content to
e law have him.” 1
Hickman, who has been parted
froni his family for several years la
emp&yed here as a crane operator by
the Southern Pacific railroad.
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^ Captors Are Greeted
Los^Angeles, Dec. 27.—Enthusiasm
marked the greeting given by South
ern California to.the two Pendleton
officer^ Chief of Police Tom Giirdane
and Stfgeant Buck Lie us Hen of the
Oregon ilstate traffic force, who cap
tured William E. Hickman on'the old
Oregon trail highway last Thursday. \
The officers arrived 4iere with the
train bewfig the prisoner. All along \
tberouteifcrom,Pendleton, Gurdane and
re cheetdd whenever tfiey
made an stepearanee. on railroad plat-
gt $ ck* windows.
fgbt
got At Ptendtats**^
rty left. He bad in bis
suitcase a tarilfihnt buckaroo jacket
and a pair olf brightly decorated gloves
embellished awith beaded designs of
les Imif
what it faalt like to
wMta
suitors frown in the
. Gurdane, LieuaHlir: r
Fee, veteran attorney and pioneer
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Lucky Strikes'
—the finest dga-
't rettes ever made.
1M05# doctors
give written opin
ions about unokr
log.and throat
protection.
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William Hodge, David Belaaco,
Blanche Rirtg, and o^her famous tingi
public speakers have found that mak
ful and of no possible injury to their
tor thh answer we turned to
questi^: V
Do yomthink front your experience
cigarcnes that they are less irritatii
throats tpan other cigarettes, what
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and
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to 81
the.
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experience'
business
i represent the opinion and
doctors, those whose
know.
Fifke O’Hara, Pleating Stage Star,
writes:
“The dtroqt is a del
icate imtrumetU
which aU fingers
ptQUetuiih they
moSC core. To <
irritation, I i
Istcky Strike*. They *
are not 6nly kind te
my «hromt but have
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rambling house,
to* Tmt they con
sisted
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conveniences wRh
which > wealthy
daughter chose to
hosar her father.
Only the Sari
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gM portraits an
tte
ray da^gl^ter will
come—t shouldn’t
be Surprised —a
happy New Year,
Marie —a happy
New Year—^ The -
fire crackled, and
a spark shot out,
on the hearth
stone,-but the old
man still sat en
grossed In his j
thongiits Mem
ories of his youth
—adventures—ro
mance ’— pressed'
upon Mm. Fi
nally his mind
went back to his
daughter. There
was her picture on the ifinatet -He
knew it was there, even though Ms
falling, eyes could barely discern its
shape Perhaps If lie could touch
It be would not be jw> lonely. She
looked so like her mother.
Holding tightly to .the chair, and
resting his weight ofi his cake, the old
man rose, balanced himself, and took
_ # S few steps forward. Now he could
d of the mod- reach the picture. He stretched out
his arms, a Htde high!#. His fingers
touched the frame, .but In that mo
ment bo lout ifis balance. To Ms dizzy
senses It seemed the room wheeled
aroundha clutched at objects that
always eludedi JMa grasp. He. hnl f
turned,toward his chair, and In so
antlHW Vro 4U1I •
Sofia g
•Evriyni" he called, tho
pitiful cry* of helplessness. “Evelyn : rt
Tlie fife sputUned, and cast an tin
feU warmth upon tho prostrate man.
RrtMalSi his head tho sntmpled lap-
robe absorbed the this trickle of
blood. In his hand Was clasped a pic
tore of tho woman who looked like
It die man himself h
haprdeat New Year
■•'•A’'•' • • • •..v, A
dretri np at the curb outside
k Marti* her arms filled
stag#
upon the
Demand That a Certain Bill Ba Paid
Immediately.
a *
already looked all over town and could
find nothing to anit .their needs
Blanche told them that the house
was hot for sale; that they had boilt
it for their own home, and that there
was' nothing like it in town.. She
talked at such length and aroused
their Interest In so many of its new'
features that Me. Gray asked her If
hw might take a look at the plans.
Flattered by his interest, Blanche said
she Would get them. She remembered
that Raymond had put tliern away a
few dags ago,’ saying that he was put
ting them w|th all Jhe papers. Blanche
guessed that Le had put them- some
where In Ms big desk add she was
right in this surmise. They were en
closed in S huge envelope wR* a-hoat
of other papers, some of which fell
oat yrheo she drew oat the plans.
Stooping to pick up the scattered pa
pers, she looked hastily at the first
one and her fece flushed as she read.
It was an almost rude demand wat
a certain Ml for material be paid
Picking up another oae,
was shaved to see that it was al
most of UmNape type. The third
paper was tn lUMfiond’s writing, and
ffK>n g V nrtnflfrf; little of busi
ness ghe cdifibkqgjfcst he had been
trying to figafi# *tri£«cnjs and means
to maku his nmoss^lttNi-be impossible.
Then tmdersta'ndteg upon her,
and wt{h it aa t«M ngkot love far
the man who BaSmfisnjiBng to do
so much for her. '“TOwplear Ray
teond," aha whlspereA'*pPf selfish
and Mind I have
Mr. Gray was cha:
plans and again asked ff
any chance that they
their mind. This time B!
she weald think it over
them to call thnt evening
with her husbenl Before '
Ing, however, Blanche
it over Wtth Raymond and
that she was not so keen
house after , all-that It would
too much wort and too much
and that Instead they would
their own eofy Uttle plaos a Mt
buy some M the things that.
wanted.
™ or cd Into the New Yi
t#' 1 I’lanchiMmd
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