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THE PEOPLE, SAXMW1LL, I. 0. \ of the Com© BY RUTH BELMORE ENDICOTT Ooprtlftto, MS. *T DoM, MM4 * Obmay. te* t CHAPTER XH. Somtthlng Carolyn Olay Withes to Know. Carolyn May's heart was filled with trouble. This was the result of her first talk with the old sailor. Not from him, nor from anybody else, did Carolyn May get any direct information that the sailor had been aboard the Dunraven on her fatal voyage. But his story awoke in the child’s breast doubts and longings, uncertainties and desires that had lain dormant for many weeks. Uncle Joe and Aunty Rose loved her and were kind to her. But that feej- tng of “emptiness” that had at first so troubled Carolyn May was retjSraing. She began to droop. Keen-eyed Aunty Rose discovered this physical change very quickly. “She’s just like a droopy chicken,” declared thp good woman, /‘and, good ness knows, 1 have seen enough of them.” So, as a stimulant an<f a preventive ■ of “drooplness,” Aunty Rose prescribed boneset tea, “plenty of it.” Three times a day Carolyn May was dosed with boneset tea. How long the child’s stomach would have endured under this treatment wdll never be known. Carolyn May got no better, "tijat was sure; but one day something fca.ppened. / 'Winter had moved on In its usual frosty and snowy way. Carolyn May had kept up all her interests—after a fashion. Benjamin Hardy had gone to Adams’ camp to work. It seemed he could use a peery, or canthook, pretty well, bav his day_ Tlt», the hackman, worked at logging in 4he winter months, too. He usually went past the Stagg place with a team four times each day. There was something Carolyn May wished to ask Benjamin Hardy, but she did not want anybody else to know what it w’aa—not even Uncle Joe or Aunty Rose. Once in the fall and be^ fore the snow came she had ridden as ;far as Adams' camp with Mr. Parlow. He had gone there for some hickory wood. But, now*, tcsride on the empty sled going In and on top of the load of logs coming out of the forest, Carolyn May felt sure, would be much more exciting. She mentioned her desire to Uncle Joe on a Friday evening. . “Well, now. If it’s pleasant, I don’t •ee anything to forbid. Do you, Aunty Rose?” Mr. Stagg returned. “I presume Tim will take the best of care of her,” the woman said. “Maybe, getting out more in the air will make her look less peaked. Joseph Stagg.” The excitement of preparing to go to the camp the next morning brought the roses into Carolyn May’s cheeks and made her eyes sparkle. When Tim, the hackman. went Into town with his first load he was forewarned by Aunty Rose that he would have company going back. “Pitcher of tienrge Washington !” ex claimed Tim. “The boyg will near 'bout take a holiday.” There was but one woman In the camp, Judy Mason. She lived In one of the log huts with her husband. He w'as a sawyer, and Judy did the men’s washing. _ Benjamin Hardy was pleased, in- .deed, to see his little friend again. / “You - come with me. please,” she whispered to the old seaman after din- you know, for you’ve been to sea so much—Benjamin, I want to know if it hurts much to be drownd-ed?” ' “Hurts much T” gasped the old sea man. ‘ “Yes, sir. Do people that get drownd-ed feel much pain? Is it a suf ferin’ Way to die? I w*ant to know, Benjamin, ’cause my papa and mamma died that way,” continued the child, chdfcfttg a little, “it does seem as though Pd just got to know.” “Aye, aye," muttered the man. “I see. An’ I kin tell ye, C&r’lyn May, as i clos’t as anybody kin. Pve beep so near drownin’ myself that they thought I was dead when I was hauled Inboard. “Cornin' back from drow;nlng is a wholf lot worse than bein’ drowned. You take it from me.” “Well,” sighed Carolyn May, “I’m glad to know that. ' It’s tK>thered me a good deal. If my mamma and papa had to be dead, maybe that w T as the nicest way for them to go.” . * • / • * • ^ • • a $lnce Joseph Stagg had listened to the rambling tale of the sailor regard* Ing the sinking.of the Dunraven, he had borne the fate of his sister and her husband much In mind. He had come no nearer to deciding w’haf to do with the apartment in New York and its furnishings. After listening to Benjamin Hardy’s story, the hardware dealer feK less In clined than before to close up the af fairs of Carolyn May's small “estate.” Not that be for a moment believed that there was a possibility of Hannah and her husband being alive. Five months bad passed. In these days of wireless telggraph and fast sea traffic such a It was always t]ark enough In the little back office in winter for the hard ware dealer to have a lamp burning. So he did not notice the snow flurry that had taken Sunrise Cove in its arms until he chanced to walk out to the front of the store for needed exercisq. “I declare to man, it’s snowing!” muttered Joseph Stagg. “Thought we'd got through with that for this season.” He opened the store door. There was a chill, clammy wind, and the snow was damp and packed quickly under foot ^ “Hum l If that Chet Qormley were here now, he might be of some use for once,” thought Mr. Stagg. Suddenly he bethought him of the errand that had taken the boy away from the store. v “Hey, Stagg!” shouted a shopketper from over the way, w*ho had likewise come jo the door, “did you hear that?” “Hear whatY” asked Joseph Stagg, puzzled, „ * * : “There she goefT again! That’s Ice, old man. She’s breaking up. We'll have spring with us in no time now.” The reverberating crash that had startled Chet Gormley had startled Jo seph Stagg as well. “My goodness!” gasped the hard ware dealer, and he started instantly aw*ay from the store, bareheaded as he was, without locking the door behind him—something he had never done be fore, sincfe he had established himself in business on the main street of Sun rise Cove. Just why he ran he conld scarcely have explained. Of course, the chU- drcu had not gone out In this snow ing done something besides Hailing In thing-could not be possible. The itnagi- *tertn ! Mrs. (ionoley—little ***n««* ns “I've Been So'Near Drownin' Myself, That They Thought I Was Dead When I Was Hauled Inboard. her. • “You can smoke. You haven’t got to go. back to work yet, and Tim is only just loading' his sled. So we cantaUt.” “Aye, aye, little miss. What’ll we talk about?” queried Benjamin cau tiously, for he remembered that he be very circumspect In his con- ersation with her. want you to tell me something, Benjamin,” she said. - “Sail ahead, matey,” he responded jwith apparent heartinesa. filling his (Ape meanwhile. “Why, Benjamin—you must - km iniB. u # ^ tiously to \JCTVersatl “I w nation of the practical hardware mer- chant qould not visualize It One day when Carolyn May was vis iting Mr*. Oonnley Chet burst In quite unexpectedly, for it was not yet mtd- afteruoon. “Mr. Stagg has let ml off to take Carolyn May slldln’. The ice ain’t goin* to* be safe In the cove for long now. Spring’s In the air o’ready. Both brooks are runnln* full.” Carolyn May was delighted. Al though the sky was overcast and a storm threatening when tney got dow*u on the ice, neither the t»oy nor the lit tle girl gave the weather a second thought. Nor had Mr. Stagg consid ered the weather when he had allgwed Chet to leave the store that afternoon. Chet strapped on his skates, and then settled the little girl firmly on her sled, with Prince riding behind. The boy harnessed himself with the loug towrope and skated away from the shore, dragging the sled after him at a brisk pace. “Oh. my!” squealed Carolyn May, "there Isn't anybody else on the ice.” “We won’t run into nobody, then.” laughed the boy. It was too misty outside the cove to see the open water; but it was there, and Chet knew it as well as anybody. He had no Intention of taking any risks—especially with Carolyn May lh his charge. The wind blew out of (he cove, too. As they drew away from the shelter of the land they felt its strength. Naturally, neither the boy nor the little girl—and surely uot the % dog— looked back toward the land. Other wise. they would have seen the snow flurry that swept down over the town and quickly hid it from the cove. ‘ . Chet was skating his very swiftest. Carolyn May was screaming with de light. Prince birked joyfully. And, suddenly. In a startling fashion, they came to a fissure In the Ice! „ The boy darted to one side, heeled on his right skate, and stopped. He ha^l Jerked the sled aside, too, yelling to Carolyn May to “hold fust!” But Prince was flung from it, and scram bled over the ice, barking loudly. “Oh, dear me!” cried Carolyn May. “You stopped too quick, Chet Gorm ley. Goodness! There’s a hole in the ice!” “And I didn’t see It till we was al most In It,” acknowledged Chet. “It’s more’n a hol»». Why! there’s a great field of ice broke oft and sailin’ out Into the.lake.” “Oh, my!” gasped the little girl. The boy knew r at once that he must be careful In making his way home with the little girl. Having seen one great fissure in the ice, he might come upon another. It seemed to him as though the Ice under his feet was In motion. In the distance was the sound of a reverberating crash that could mean but one thing. The ice in the cove was breaking up! The waters of the two brooks w*ere pouring down into the cove. Spring had really come, and the annual freshet was likely now to force the ice entirely out of the cove and open the way for traffic in a few hours. CHAPTER Xllf. The Chapel Bell. If Joseph Stagg had obeyed the pre- £ppt of his little niece on this particu lar afternoon and had been “looking up,” instead of having his nose In the big ledger, making out monthly state ments, he might have discovered the coming >Korm UTfifftfon. to withdraw his penniasiba to Chet to take Caro- iyn May out on the ice- . && ,. v 7«fl NE AFTERNOON during the American Revolution ^ Lieut. Ernest Travers, a British offi cer, was riding over Hie pla teau on w’hich Morristown,- N. J. r is built, approaching a place qalled Back ing ridge. There was nothing in his dress to indicate that he w T as a soldier, for fie was In mufti. On reaching Back- •' m * m dklsmt “Where's That Plagued BoyF* he believed the seamstress possessed— would not have allowed them to ven ture. Yet, why had Chet not returned? He quickened his pace. He was run ning—slipping and sliding over the wet snow—when he turned Into the street on which Ills store, boy and hia owed mother llve<f. Mrs. Gormley saw him coming from the windows of the tiny front room. Mr. Stagg plunged Into the little house, head down, and helliget^nt. “Where’s that plagued boy?” he de manded. “Don’t tell me he’s taken Hannah's Cariyn out on the cove in this storm!” “But—you told him he could!” waHed the widow*. “What if I did? I didn’t know ’twas going to snow* like this, did I?” “But it wasn’t snowin’ when they went,” said Mrs. Gormley, pluckin.; up some little spirit. “I’m sure it w-.sn’t (’hetwood’s fault. Oh, dearP^ “Woman,” groaned Joseph Stagg, “it doesn’t matter vy^pseYault it is—or If it's anybody’s fault. The mischief’s done. The ice is breaking up. It’s drifting out of the inlet.” Just at this moment on unexpected voice broke into the discussion. “Are you positive they went out on the cove to slide, Mrs. Gormley?” - “Oh, yes, I be, Mandyanswered the seamstress. “Chet said he was goin’ there, and what Chet says he’ll do, he ahvays does.” * • “Then the ice has broken away and they have been carried out into tha lake.” groaned Mr. Stagg. Mandy Parlow came quickly to the little hall. “Perhaps not, Joseph.” she said, speaking directly to the hardware deal er. “It may be the storm. It sno<v*s so fast they would easily get turned around—be finable to i*nd the shore.” Another reverberating crash echoed from the cove. Mrs. Gormley wrung her hands. : “Oh, my Chet! Oh, my Chet!” she wndled. “He’ll be drowned!’* “He won’t be, If he’s got any sense,” snapped Mr. $tagg. “PH get some men and we’l! go after them.” “Call the dot. Joseph Stagg. Call ths dog,” advised Miss Amanda. . ' “Heh? Didn’t Prince go with ’emr' - “Oh. yes, he wailed-Mrs. Qmw ley. "•— (TO BE CONTINUEDJ* *A£/**t There Was Nothing to Indicate That He Waa a Soldier. Ing ridge he turned into a road leading to the residence of a gentleman named Harrington, a patriot himself, but whose family were all bitter enemies of the Revolution. Lieutenant Travers had been noti fied by Isabel Harrington, to whom he wa betrothed, that her father would be away from home that day and asked him to come to see her. She was watting for him and selng him ap proach * signaled him that he might conn* to the house without risk. Ty ing his horse to a hitching post at the gate, he went up the walk. “I asked you to come today,” said the lady, “first, because father Is away, secondly because I wish to aid I the king's cause through you.” “I hope you are not going to enlist me for a spy,” said the young man. “I am ready to serve my king as a soldier, but spying Is not to my taste.” “fco you said in your letter when 1 suggsted your coining. Well, we will not discuss tiiat matter; w*e may at least enjoy your visit." “Is your father expected to return soon?” asked the young mao. “I don’t know; why do you ask?” •aim “It would have been impossible tom ' «*p me to come from New York to youf house so near Washington’s headquar ters in uniform without meeting rebel troop*. You see I am In citizen’s dress. If captured clothed as I am. I would be condemned and bung as a spy.” The girl shuddered. A moment later from her seat be side a window she espied her father and a man whom she recognised as General Washington dismounting from their horses In front of the gate. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. “You are lost!” Travers saw what she had M an nlfled, a manly course. “General,” he s$ld, ,“to sell under false colors Is not to my taste. I am a Ueutenfant In the king's army. I came iere in obedience to Miss Har rington’s invitation to visit her.” “Are you aware, sir, that to be-found so near our army tircitizen's dress In dicates that £bu are. looking for in formation?" _ “I am aware. General,, that I am in a. position to be considered a spy, hut f am simply n visitor at the house of Mr. Harrington. If my word Is not suf ficient, I may be searched.” “If Information concerning our forces were found on you, sir, It would pi*o\e the case against you. But If su^h Information were not found on you,- that would not exonerate yon."* The matter was embarrassing for the. general. Travers-had been caught in Mr. Harrington's house, a visitor to^ Miss Harrington^ whose father w*as a patriot, a friend of Washington’s, and aiding in every way within his power the cause of the colonies. !!Givc me your word of honor, sir, not to leave this place,” said the gen eral. “I will withdraw to another room with Mr. Harrington and when I return will announce my Intentions in regard to you.” ' “Do not consider me or ray daughter in this matter, general,” interposed Mr. Harrington. ^Tn that case,” said the general. £1 consider It my duty to send for a de tachment to take your guest Into cus tody.” — At thl^faialwl broke down. Drop ping on IfcrEnees before the general she begged him to permit her lover to depart. Washington's heart was touched by her appeal, but this did not prevent his doing his duty. __ “Have you any proof,” he asked, “that. this gentleman Is not here for military Information?” “I will confess. I have been collect ing information of your forces and wrote Lieutenant Travers to come for it. He replied—” Travers' letter declining to make A spy of himself occurred to her; she Washington Read the Lettsr. took it from the Imsom of her dress and handed It to him. Washington read the letter, then .ailing for.a pencil wrote on its back: nss the bearer to the British lines. “GEORGE WAOIINGTON. “Genl In " (Copyrlcbt. Ittt. WmIptd N*w»p«p*f I’nVao.l INAUGURATION HAD TO WAIT id- She begged him to permit her to~hMe' * seen. him but he would uot.*» “I am not a spy,” he said; “if I were found in hiding it would go hard with me. It is bad enough as it is without making It worse. Besides, my horse has given me away. They know that some one is within. Should I take to flight, if caught I would surely be considered a spy.” At this moment Mr. Harrington and General Washington started for the “Heavens! You Are Lost!” * • - —-s'*- x v *% house. Wlien they entered Isabel in troduced Lieutenant Travers as Mr. Archibald. Her father looked at the visitor, suspiciously he did not re member to have seen him there befor^. “His- excellency," said Harrington, “and I are here for a conference. We will go into my den for the purpose.” Then In a different tone, “But Isabel* what Is the matter with you?” The girl was so frightened that she trembled. Washington,- who suspected from the visitor’s refined appearance that he was a Tory, if not a British officer, said to him? “Men of vour age, sir, are needed n our army.” TravenT'saw YffifFTsaKeYs Wfinf of «elf-c«>r>trql had started what would Why George Washington Waa Not Formally Made President Until April 30, in 17W. Although March 4 is the date set by law for the ceremony of the Inaugura tion of our presldenta, there was one <»cr*nsion when the rule was not ob served, for George Washington waa in- March 4. When the Constitution had been ratified by the requisite number of state* the Continental congress by resolution of September 13, 1788, set the first Wednesday of the following March (March 4,‘ 1789) as the “time for commencing pr»>ceedlngs’' under i he new* form of government. Owing to delays of various kinds, such a* difficulties of travel, etc., mem bers of the first congress were very slow to assemble in New York, and a quorum of both houses was not ob tained until April 6. The Counting of the electi&al vote, the notification of Washington of his election to his high office, and his journey from Mount Vernon to New York took until April 28, and his inauguration was set fov April 30. . Ills terra of offic‘»was, however, ecc stcued as having commenced on Mari# 4, the date set by the Continental coo gress for the Inauguration of the new government, and so it came to aa/end on March 4, 17!)3", although it lacked nearly two months of the four years provided for by the Constitution.— New York Times. 4 Every Little Talk a Barfea? TrayMa*! Mb* Story’' To the worn-out with kidney*, housework ts a heavy burden. Bavk ache, sick headaches, nervousness, d i z z i- ness, “blue” spells and a weak, tired condition, make the simplest tasks diffi cult and- the ever present daily dniiei give the weakened Kidney* no tine to recover. Use Doan't Kidney Pillt. They have brought relief and comfort to thousands of weak, suffering women. A North Carolina Case Mrs. W. A. Morley, « Penland fit.* Asheville, N. C., says: “I waa very nervous and had dizzy headaches. My kidneys didn't act as they should. I had severe backaches and couldn’t straighten after stooping. 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