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t). J CHAPTER XVIII. , NETTIE'S ADVENTURES. "Nettle, you are a. brave little wo man!" . -" ; ... "No, no, John, I art a coward! But it was awful, awful!"' -; "How wet you are, little woman! I was almost frantic when It ewrmed so. Get on somethlng dry,, and then tell me tall about it. I've made y.ou c a cup of tea." , . 1 : "And I need It, for i am bo nerv , us." - . - ' , . "There is not one woman in a ,n'housand " ' . '.-:- "Oh, yea, now, John. X tell you, it . wasn't bravery that helped me; it was love for Dolly." '' John .had told his wife of Doctor "Brown's eusplcion that Dolly - had come to Mayaville. They knew that a ' light had- sometimes been seen in the old Merrltt house. Suppose that Dol 1 ly should- be hiding there in her; old . home? '.r.; , ' -..-WJ.v. i.v " "They'll find her If she Is there, Net- tie, for Jbaljeve Nash meant what he said," John had said. '.:." ' .."Poor ; mingr! We can't risk it, John. You must go and esamlno the 1 .nlace."- . ; ;f'i"; t .isti'.t y "That would lead to her discovery Jn case she is there, for I am -watch- ; "I'll think of a way, Nettie v fcad said, and she did. - " v ; ' ' A little later Jojjn cautiously left - , the house. He carried a basket on his ' arm,. He had changed "his coat' and - twore an old hat pulled down over his , ,face. X,'-"';. X ' Nettle clapped her hands .with de t.. light when she saw a dark form, keep .;; Jng well in the shadow, but surely fol j lowing John along the road In the op posite direction from the'Merrlt place! The plan was working! The way was rlear. . John would leave the basket at the ttooaie of a poor widow, and return at 4once, but the spy wotfld be led astray, and she would have time for her part - 'of the -work,- ' t " She kissed the s'leeplng children, .'Jeaving a tear on the baby's cheek, ! "or she was not a vary brave womaji, hen throwing a shawl over her head ' uhe went out of the house. She ran as long as she was able, then walked on, planting and breath ' Jess. The back door of the Men-It house , ,v stood open when she- reached the r . gloomy place. Her heart stood still . with dread. She went In, (peering into the dark , : too ma and calling soUy. . i "Dolly. Dolly Memtt." 1 J, It had grown quite dark,.' and the 'rain began to fall. .". ' Safe in her own home, with her - ; husband's strong arms about her,' she - shuddered ai. the thought of that dreadful hour. ; , "I was awfully afraid to go uip - Stairs, John," she said as she sipped - the hot tea he brought to her, "but I .went, all the same. And I had the '-stranxest feeling that there was some sj one there! That Is not a nice feeling in such a place, but, thinking it might " be Dolly. I managed co Keep on. 'men " o4 heard a noise. It came from that ; xoom!" ' t "Poor child!" "I wondefed if she could be there. 'And then came that foolish fear. Sup ,mse the old man had come back to v ils hidden gold! And, John, as I drew (nearer I heard the sound of coin fall ing together. ' s "My feet were heavy as lead. I 'touid tvm. move them. For awhile I stood still, but the though of the : children brought me to my senses. I knew I must hurry back home. - "So I called a little louder. The ' lightning was awtul, and the thunder. ' deafened me. But, John, I heard a .." .human voice a low, terrified cry. . "And then a hand touched me and , caught my apron! The fastenings gave "way, and I ran. Oh, 5iow I rani "I saw a flash of light above me 'as 1 flew down the stairs, and in the flight I saw a face it was Doctor t -Brown's! I saw him his restless, burning eyes " she covered her face " -.With her hands and shuddered. ' ?v "I saw him holding my apron In his J hand. Even then I remembered that '"J,the apron was one Dolly gave me and shad her name on the band! t "The light went out and I ran away, "v I was more afraid of that man than .'of all the ghosts I ever heard of." , "And she Is not there?" ' "I am sure she Is not. If she had , ttoeen there she would have come to Ihe." . V-' "Unless she knew of the man's presence, Nettie," John said. " , "I don't think she la there. But what was he doing? I certainly heard that clinking sound. What does it ifnean?" - v Next morning John passed his shop - and went to the postoftlce. e wanted -to hear the news, and he wanted to see , "Doctor Brown. , , ' The men were talking about the re , ibelllon of the South. The news that ,iad come the night before was being discussed. The war was a certainty! r, y I1 tM Interested John, rut he w?.s r- riot too much engrossed to notice tho ' , Increased pallor of Doctor Brown's face as he took his seat in the stage, his traveling bag held carelessly In his - ihand. ! The doctor was not the centre of at traction this morning. lie spoke to Jne or two of th? mn as h-i ftis place, but he seemed 111 and weak. ' v The postmast?r ."nriw the innk mall "pAg to the driver, the long whip I cracked over the restless horses, and the old coach lunged forward. John knew, that Dolly would for a " 4Ime be forgotten by the loungers, but felt sure that the doctor had left , .i, jsome one on the lookout,; ; ; : , w He listened to the reading and dls 'usslng'of the news for awhile" and then went quiftdy bacS to his work. -, He would :r fight when the time , should come, ; in the meantime he would not neglect .his duty. t i . v As he passed the Tdrrltt place he ' av two men going toward the House, He smiled as he recognized Tcm ,'TNash and the stranger who had fol t,lowed hun the Mght ftefore. There ' q -was little hone for Dolly If she was hiding here. Surely she would not .. risk that. . v ' H .ooke.1 up at tho sky. l luo ani clear after the storm. ," "I hope she's there, poor child, whether she committed the crime or . not; for there's pity and meroy there v and there's precious ' JUtle of either , here." . . 1 Later he heard the result of tho two 4 ' men's visit to the Merrltt place. , " , They had found ho trace of the Tlrl.'--'i:W'v ,x I They had seen some mark on the VJ floor that might or might not be hu man footprints. The windows were open or brolesn, and the wind had ' blown the dust Into fantastic shapes, 1 . " There was no sign of hidden money, Indeed in the broad light of day, the - place presented a most matter of fact . . and dllapldaed appearance, i 1 . . The wJwle,. affair had dwindled to etf. maH' rroportlons in the ace of the . ftew - iMerfrNl-r-tne. eubjugaUaD -oX the rebellious Boutn. V iai BY MRS. ELLEN FRIZEIX WYCKOFF Author of "Tony and the Twins," "Trying of , the McAllisters, Etc. Nettie was much relieved when she j knew that Dolly was not in her old! home, and that other matters were j diverting attention from her. j John surprised her by saying quiet-! ly.'- v -- - , "Nettle, I am going to Dolly's grave or to the one that bears her name. I : shall find out all I can from the peo ple who buried that girt. I think I shall know If it was Dolly. ,1 won't stay long, and the destre to go will not leave me till it la gratified." The stage took John on Its next trip At Newton he bought a ticket to the station .nearest the scene of the acci dent. ; . . In the afternoon he arrived at the little farm house from which the un fortunate girl 1 had been burled. , There was another visitor. . A tall man, slightly srtocped, a man with gentle, intellectual face and soft, near-sighted eyes shining behind Clear glasses. - This gentleman asked , where he could find the 'physician who attend ed Miss Leslie Carter, and was told that he had been for several months dead. V ; ' ; '.-". r; v - John went to the grave that the people' pointed out to him ahd while he stood beaide the little mound the gentleman he had seen at the farm house came and stood beside him. . 'You knew heT?" . . The voice was Tow and kind and John answered: " "Yea. r. knew Dolly Merrltt, - poor little girl' Why do you ask of her?" "will you tell me something1 or her history?'-.' .;... "Who are you, sir, and what have you to. do with her history?" John asked, almost fiercely. "My name Is Albert Lynn. . The young lady who escaped when this poor girl was killed is a very dear friend of mine a very dear friend, and my wife's kinswoman." , "You- know her the girl who lived?" "Yes, I know her. . "Where is he, sir: for I must see her,- - Allle shook his head. "I wish that I could tell you, sir, but we do not know." "She Is missing! Sir, what does this mean? They thought they had found Dolly somewhere, in Virginia You are a Southerner?" 'Allle's face was very white as he replied.' "Yes," waa all he could say. "And they are scouring the earth for Dolly they accuse her of the murder of her uncle!" Allle caught at the little railing that had been placed around the grave. . "Tell me more of this," he said, hoarsely. And John told the story of the lit tle runaway. "She couldn't have done It, sir, but some one did, and if she Is above ground. she'll have to bear it all," he concluded. ' . "But she is dead, Mr. Austin." "I don't know. Nettle and I tell each other so, but I'm afraid we don't believe It. Indeed, we haven't pre tended to. lately. " "Dolly might have gone some other way, or " he stopped and looKea straight Into Allle's face with honest, troubled eyes full of meaning. Allle's face gushed. Me met the steady look bravely. Neither spoke for some time. At last John said: "They have a picture of the girl they think is Dolly at Maysvllle." "Is it like her?" "It is Dolly herself." "I must see it." And so the stage brought another stranger to Maysville. The picture hung in the parlor at the hotel. John went in with Mr. Lynn to see It, choosing an hour when the place was likely to be empty. Allle took off his glasses and rubbed them, then carefully and slowly put them on. He hesitated, then walked across the room and stood under the picture of the lovely, smiling face with Its vio let eyes and crown or short, yellow hair. "Great heavens!" Allle exx-lalmed, starting back as if he had been struck. Ha took oft his glasses, wiped them, replaced them, and looked again. Long and earnestly he looked at the face that smiled down at him from the wall. He had forgotten that he was not alone. "Have you seen the face before?" John asked, close to his side. "It Is like a, face I know." . "And it Is like Dolly, only that look in her eyes, like a half-awake baby's I never saw that in her eyes." "You see-it that expression?" Allle asked. . But John Interrupted him roughly, and turning in his surprise at this, Allle saw in the doorway a group of eager, excited faces, t. He left the picture and went to ward the. group of men. "Has it been proven that Dolly Mer rltt killed her uncle?" he asked.. "Well, not to say proved, exactly, but It's dark that way." "Has no one else been suspected ?" "There was something said about a man being eeen ther. Are you a de tective?" Tom Nash waa telling the whole story, and the question was not an swered. For the first time Allle heard the mention of Doctor Brown's name in connection with the affair. This served to puzale him even more sorely. No one could tell totm where the doctor could be found. Knowing him to be a frequent visitor to Richmond, Allle went home. At Maysvllle the people talked about the new detective, and poor Al lle, knowing so little of the world and Its ways., wondered what ought to be done, almost as helplessly as a child might have done. No one in the city h-ad time to give the matter proper attention. In the beginning of a war every man is' a pa triot; at the close! ; CHAPTER XIX., RUSSELL'S BABY, It was the spring after Mamie's msrrlage, and Bertie was on the but tlencld, for war was a terrible reality how." Mamie had kissed, her young hus band with smiling Hps. He was a soldier a hero, and she was his wife! And Captain Lynn was as brave and bonny a lad as ever went out from his home to fight for what he bellev td io be right ' ' - Cleo's lips were white as Bertie. In his gray uniform, bent over her for his rood-bv kiss. She had been shut In for alt the ex citement of preparation she had not felt the inspiration of martial music, her eye were not blinded by the glit ter of told lace and bright buttons, nor the flash Of baronets or swords. Others were sanguine, even exultant, whlie her (heart wa heavy with dread. . She thought of war as 1t waa. She knewthat some whow(re going out would return never again. And Bertie. hi Idolised -brother tnlght-its-ena at 'these, - - ' 1 , " . , Or, what if the hands she Jield so close to her aching heart the clean, innocent hands of the Kenerous boy- should send desolation and sorrow to some happy home? . -';' - It was the last time that she could kiss the dear hands and know that they were not stained with the blood of his brother! But Cleo was brave. .She could not prevent the " wrong, . then she wpuld quietly submit to it. She could not Temedy the evil, then she would pa tiently endure it. - - ... And eo she kissed Bertie i with a whispered "God bless you, and .keep you." and only Allle guessed at the heartache it cost her. Her eyee were soft and bright and a little smile lay about her sweet lips. Allle wrung the eoldicr's hand and spoke a few brave, hopeful words. His poor, near-lighted eyes render ed him unfit for. the .battlefield.,, but he would : strti be able to': serve., his country at . home- And Cleo "needed him. - "Allle, dear, -it isstrange that we can ever- come to be grateful' for.'a cross that ever bore so heavily ttpon our unwilling. hearts, but I am'g-lad that you cannot go gladr that il can keep Vou with me. VI missed you so when you went to look for poor Les lie. Only the hope of hearing from her kept me from being miserable." "And yoU' were disappointed!" "But you were here before I knew that. Allie.'do yoff think' Donald Twill come- home now?' They rarely spoke of Donald, these two.. ' . . -.;.'' "I believe. he will.; He' is Very pa triotic, and his views on this question are very pronounced.. Don't you re member what a red-hot secessionist he used to be when the war was dis cussed as a posibillty perhaps a probability? Yet, I think he will be In the service, even if we do not hear of it." "But I hope he will come home. Surely he must know whyLeslle tfent away. I think of it an so orien. 11 js a year now since they went, and not a word from either. Who would have dreamed of all, this they were so happy." . '..- Cleo slerhed. She had paid such a fearful price for that happiness, and It was lost and ruined. ".' .' At last one day a letter came frpm Bertie, The family assembled to hear It read. Mamie cried a little at first. Bertie seemed so far away! Her voice was not quite steady un til she reached the second of the closely written pages. Then she for got her own trouble, and read on In a clear voice. "Donald is here! I have talked with him," Bertie wrote. "But so changed, Mamie, I hardly knew him." Cleo raised herself from her pil lows and listened eagerly. Russell stood. close to her side. his big black eyes wide open and full of interest. Mamie read on: "He Is not the Don we used to know. It seems Incredible that in one year a man could be so changed." "Poor fellow. There's no telling what he has done to himself," Mamie said, with a threatening sob. "Don t cry, Mamie. Read on. Is there more about him?" and Cleo laid her hand on the letter, "Oh, yes; a lot more." "His face is set and stern," she read on, and then Interrupted heself: "They always do get their faces set and stem when things go wrong- " "Read on, dear.'!. "And his hair is thickly sprinkled with gray." .... "That runs m the family, and Ber tie knows it," Mamie said, feeling a little Inclined to scold her; . brother, now that she knew him to be alive, and indulging herself in a little ill humor toward Bertie because he seemed to feel the change In Donald so much. "Yes; read on, Mamie." "It was some time befre I could ask him about Leslie. He had hardly spoken except to ask If all of you were well. But at lant I did ask him. and I shall never forget his face as he replied: 'If you mean the girl who was my wife, I do not know where she Is. I directed a lawyer to see that she was pTvided for, and I have not Inter ested myself In the disgraceful affair. really do not know." "I shall always be sorry that I in terrupted him the nby exclaiming: 'Disgraceful! Donald, what did the poor child do?" "He looked at me strangely. I told him how we had searcned for Jier, but found no trace of her. He listened. his face white and awful, but he said no more, ahd somehow I can't renew the subject. He , knows something dreadful about Leslie but he does not knowl where she Is." "And that hope Is gone." Cleo said sadly, as Mamie dug her handkerchief into her eyes. "There Is a dark mystery here, and we made a rnflstake in keeping the matter private. Though It seemed to us that we were doing all that could be done. There is no possibility of doing anything now. I cannot but blame Donald." f Allie had not spoken. He wa'lked uo and down the, room, his head lowered and his hands" on his breast, a habit of his when he was In deep thought. uieo followed him with her soft, troubled eyes, she knew that her hus band had not opened all his heart to her that there were thoughts in his mind that he had not seen fit to dis close to her, but whatever these were' sne ten that it was best for her to wait. He would tell' her when the time came, But she could not help wondering what It was that he knew or suspect ed. v .; ,,','-' ' - - Mamie cried a little, kissed the let ter tenderly and put it Into Its coarse envelope..;.- . Poor Bertlephe ued to rie no fastld. lus in his UHle things! . But this war letter-wa dearer than n the pretty love letters In her desk upstairs. None noticed Russell. He had heard the letter read, every word, and then he turned away with tears in his black eye.. ";V;(, ;'',;;v,-; Wr'fev iX.Z : .. The trouble at Gray Rock had greatly distressed the boy. ; M lie loved Donald dearly and Leslie was his Ideal of perfection. He had never given up the hope of some . time"' finding'-Leslie.;;? :;-. .,& Children usually become accustom ed to . sorrow or a wrong and take It as a part of -their lot without protest or rebellion, simply allowing their lives to go over or around H as the waters of a brook pas art obstruction. . But Russell had not done this. His loss waa still new to him and many plana- were formed in the boy's busy brain when he'aoemod to be thinking only of his lessons or his play, for he seldom spoke of It at all. Near the Lynn's" home thpre was a small park, and to this pretty place Russell was permitted to go whenev er ; he liked. , After the reading of the letter he left tho house and turned hU,tep toward the park.' Usually he walkedeU,.wlth Ma handsome head thrown up and hie Ut- Z.fiVryi;i,';::t;i' XX'jX:k:Xi tie shoulders thrown back In true mil itary fasiiimi. But to-(! iv his eyes were on the ground and nis chin on his breast. Almost, vu last, had hope died in him. Despair is unnatural in -the heart of a child. It is the yielding up of hope that changes youth to old age. Russell walked along the deserted street and In all that sorrowful city there was not a sadder heart than his. He entered the park, where , the birds were singing and -the fresh sweet smell of growing grass and blooming flower filled the air, He saw no one; the place seemedjeouch quite deserted. Tnere were not many Idel pleasure-seekers in the Confed erate capital in those days, . .- s There were not even the customary care-takers, for matters more serious than the mowing of. grass plots or the trimming , of. shrubbery demanded the attention of the people. , . ..: , , 1 ; So Russell, had the pretty place all to himself. But there was no Joy in his heart, and the singing of the birds Awakened ro answerinir hrlH? the Fbeauty of the summer flowers was un seen. . in vain the lilies held up to him their pearly cups of sweetness. In vain the rosea -swung down to kiss their mates In his ruddy cheeks. Russell passed them all without a glance. Presently he heard a sound that was surely no bird song. Lifting his head he saw something fairer than the fairest flower he had ever seen. On a grass plot, almost at his feet, at a ba-bytv v- . . w.. .;,.-, ...... ; ' A.tiny thihg'.ln short, white frock a wee, blue-eyed baby with a. sweet, smiling mouth and the cutest of small noses, 'Actually, a live, real, "true and true'' babyl!-i - ' Russell knelt down beside it. or course the nurse would come In a mo ment.. .Jir the meantime he could Just look at it. T,he baby welcomed him with a soft little coo, and toy giving him a most entrancing smile,-thereby revealing to his admiring gaze four lovely teeth. Now, every boy. who is not going to make a villain loves a baby. He does K:-secretly sometimes, and sometimes openly, but he loves it. And thin was a particularly nlco baby. Russell made room for It' In his manly heart at once. He smiled In what he hoped was an engaging manner, and ventured to touch the pretty, dimpled foot that peeped like tt small mouse from un der the short frock. His knowledge of babies was limit ed, but he .had a vague notion that they muat be approached with re spectful caution. . The little one laughed a delicious happy giggle, that drove the last ves tige or gioom rrom uusseii s neart. The boy -laughed joyously, whereup on the baby began to "pat-a-cake" vigorously. This was too much. Run sell bent over and kissed It. The baby offered no resistance. It kicked and cooed delightedly. Russell forgot the nurse until the child tumbled over unceremoniously and began to cry lustily. The boy got up and looked about him helplessly. No nurse no one at all, was In sight. Russell'called but there was no answer. Still the baby screamed. The boy was frightened. He had known only a few babies, arfd these not inti mately. Nobody hai ever let him hold one, but It was evident that something must be done. The boy dared not leave the scream ing baby, and yet he must try to find its nurse. So he gathered the child up In his arms, holding it carefully against his breast. To his delight and surprise the little thing left off crying. He had hit upon the right thing to do. The baby "snugged" down against his shoulder and fell asleep. All over the park he. wandered, but no one was In eight. He and the baby were all alone! He wondered what he ought to do, and then decided to aak Cleo. But there was the sleeping baby. He could not leave it. There was only one way; he must take it home. Caring and planning for it for even so short a time had awakened in -the boy's heart a sort or protecting 16ve. He felt that,. In a way, the child be longed .to him. He hoped thai he might, be allowed to hold H in his arms sometimes, even after the nurse should take it away. The street was very quiet as he trudged home with the baby fat asleep in his arms. He -went straight to Cleo. "Cleo, see my pretty baby! I found it In the park, and I can't find any body else; If we never do, mayn't I have the baby'.'" CJeo looked at. the pretty thing with astonished eyes. "Why, Russell, dear you'll have some mother or nurne alarming the town! you should not have brought the child away!" "I couldn't help It, really, Cleo. There wasn't anybody else (here, and 1 called and yelled awrtilly. 1 couldn't leave it alone. Isn't It pretty?" He laid It on the couch beside Cleo, and stretched his tired arms. "It's a pretty fat baby, If it is lit tle," he said by way of excuse. Cleo asked him dozens of questions and began to look uneasy. "Call Mamie, dear; we must let It be known at once, and advertise." . Mamie came in answer to the sum mons. "Why, good gracious alive, Russell, have you turned kidnaper? Wherev er did you get It .and what are we to do? Some mother's hair must be quite gray by this time." She took the child In her arms and listened to the whole story, kissing the rosy face now and then, and tickling the little dimpiea cmn witn ner nnger. v'The baby seemed perfectly content and quite at home In her arms. Cleo, in her quiet 'way told them what ought to be done and her direc tions were carried out promptly. ;But In the meantime the baby must be cared for. vushtl was given charge of it, and Rssell was busy helping, as he fodiv nonoa,- nut ninaering, ac 1 cording to vashti The days passed, and nobody called for Russell's baby. , Allle looked at It with a soft, rever ent sort of expression. In his near sighted eyes, and even took it in his arms and hushed It to sleep. A new look came into Cleo's face. It was almost as If she had entered Into the wondrous land of mother hood Mamie tossed and Msed the pretty thing, dressed ana undressed it as a r!rl plays with her favorite doll. The little ownerless baby had found s warm spot In all their hearts, but It was Russell who worshiped It and who talked gravely of its training and ed ucatlon. The babv was a little girl, and upon Russell feu the honor or giving K a name. ' Many pretty names were suggested, but none of them seemed good enough for so fair a child. At last, after one of the many fami ly councils, the boy looked up, hla great eyes very grave and tender, ; : yi've been reading about names, he' said;' "and I've found ona that think.!-All we ant. , Don't you think. C1o. that God gave me that baby?" ' "I think so." Cleo answered. . "Then we'll call her Dorothy,' a girt from uoa. , - Cleo kissed the boy's trembling l)n. and Allia wiped, hla bright glasses, Mmle tosed the babv half-way to the clllnf. end called her . by the pretty, old-fashioned name, And little, : Dorothy crowed and cackled with delight, as If she felt re jolced.irt be somebody at last "H' Dorothy Montgomery," Russell said, determined to 7iave tho whole matter settled at once, "and a soon as I'm a man I'm g"ins to take care of her.'' "And until you are, I'll keep her for yau," Cleo Raid with one of her sweet smiles. "And it I am called away," she went on gently,- "before you are ready for her, Mamie will take my place, won't you, dear?" . "Your- place," Cleo? Oh, my dear,; who could fill that?. Don't talk about leaving us; it breaks my heart." ' And Mamie hurst into tears as she threw herself on the floor beside Cleo's, But you will ?" Russell persisted,. When Mamie lifted, her little tear stained faca again. She laughed at hla earnestness, but Russell was very grave, "Yes, I will, but you musn't let me make of .her such a sil.lyiwc-man as somebody haa made of me." Mrs.-Lynn could not give herself up all at once to the delight of having a baby In the house. There were so many things to be uneasy aDout; so many unpleasant things might hap pen.. - " . But at length even she yielded her heart to the pretty little waif, for no good woman can hold out against a baby very long. No one with the mother instinct can resist the little one's unconscious" pleading for love. Miss Janet accepted the baby In her calm, serene way.-v - 1 All her life she ad seemed to -be kH aside from the r.eallv I've, people. She was only a looker om She watch ed the tragedies and comedies about her as we watch them. on the stage. If trouble came too near she retreated and took refuge in the hysterics that rarely failed her. And so the baby had found a home, a name, and loving friends, but noth ing was heard of its parents. Russell's love for It was wonaeriui He never tired of'if. and every day found some new beauty to admire. Mamie wrote to Bertie about it, and very soon all the friends of the family knew the little there was. to know about Ruwll's baby. It was a time when strange happen ings crowded each other so that no one of them could occuuy the people very long. A lost or deserted baby here and there was no great cause for astonishment, after all. And no one ever dreamed whose baby it realty was. or what rlght.dt had to their pro tection! (To Be Continued. , LITTLE ITX OCT, OF VIG. The Animal Was Too EHy Cawrht lTnntorUf and Kvansrcllst on Same Xlriit Jeweler Critically HI Anni versary Kditlon of The Enterprise Sent Out. , ' Sneeial to The Observer. Illirh Point. Sept. li. The greased pig race .last night at the auditortum rink was attended by an overflow house. Five dollars in gold were ot tered to the one who first caught the pig and delivered it to a given point across the rink floor. A young .man by the name of West first grappled tine bIk. but Zonah Russell also got h! h,i,nds on it and delivered it across the room. For this conflict the prize was evenly divided between the two. The fun was not as great as waa expected, owing to the lact that too .much arease and a slick floor kept the pig from making any time; and, therefore, -becoming an easy prey to the onslaught of the skaters. Mr. John.Fcrree, resting on a stretcher, was brought here yesterday en route to his 'home in Randleman, being seriously afflicted with kidney trouble. John Thompson, tho humorist, will appear here In the opera house Tues day night,, the 17th. The same night Rev. George Stuart, the noted evan gelist, will also hold forth, speaking at South Main Street M. B. church. At ihe annual election of four mem bers of tine board of governors of the Manufacturers' Club last night the following were the likMty ones: Messrs. E. A. Snow, J." Bl wood Cox, J. W. Harris end A. E.. Tate, being elected for a term of three years each. The committee appointed by the Masonic order I out working for a large crowd here Monday night to greet the orphans f mm Oxford. Mr. W. H. Leigh ton, a Jeweler of tihls plrtce, In critically H1 at his home. Several days ago he was stricken with severe palns and now he has develop ed typhoid fever. Tho attending physician w uneasy about ihlm. The Dal'ly Enterprise to-day sent out Its special anniversary edition, consisting of 66 pages, chock full of good reading matter about the town and the people who made it and are making it, together with quite a num ber of aidvert.lement of factories and business houses. The edition Is at. tractlvely got rip. being printed on uper-alender paper, photo-brown Ink, elze 15x11, and covered with fine catalogue covering, embossed and printed in two colors. It Is one of tihe largest and most attractive editions of a daily newspaper ever got out in the .State. -v- If real coffee disturbs your Stomach, your Hcm or Kidney, then trv this rltver Coffee Imitation Dr. Shoop's Health Coffee. Dr. Shoon has e bselv matched old Java ond Mocha Coffee in flavor ond tst. vet It has not a single sraln of real Coffee In It. Dr. Shoop's Health Coffee Imitation' Is made from pure tissted (trains or cereals, with Molt. Nuts. etc. Mado In one ml mil n No tedious long wait Ton will surely llk it. Get a free sar olo at our store. Miller-Van Ness Co. .TURTstock is complete, with all the new and artistic designs and colorings, in modem. wall hangings .... At Merate Prices .' .: ' f -V '..,..'?;-' - -... . , ' ..' j f( ,.'.- :::-:.--i '- .-l ' ' '.'' -'- : '" w--' i-'- .(.''l7 '-".: r.:.!--' yfl.y Toripeinice PaiM Co, 10 NORTH TRYON. ieV-, 11 ' M6-CHARADE. Let all man shun this wilful ONE, Who walks' with cloven feet; Whose artful wink still bids us think Some evil must COMPL&TK. He flaps and swings bis bnt-liko wings, Aa onks and demons ao; His crooked grin betrays the sin That works some crooKeu 1 v u. , With bnsv spite he keeps alight ' The firebrands of dissension; Nor king nor clown can put hint down Or TWO the OJiKS invention. Bombs lie can fill, with free good will, For anim-hy or riot; O, would the elf blow up himself, The world might rest. In quiet. M. C. S. 327 EOBBY'8 VACATION. Lake of the Woods. Aug. the 10. Dear Ma-Please tell pop to ,ne sum monny; I koI my last dollar ctmnK ed ylsterday and If 1 don't git sum more rite nway, tell pop, larceny will be tho onlv way out. Our party Is all rite now, but last week there was a few 111 owing to tho cold, damp wether. Ive ben up In every old tree around hear, lookln" for nests; and last week I found a hrnnd new hat, a real derby, and I'm goto" to fetch it home for pop if he sends me sum mutiny. I'm most reddy to cum home; its ben three weeks now. but that seems only a short time to a kid like me;, but there Is no use at all in denyln I want to -)?e Carlo offul bad. Last nite a wasp entured our lent and the darned bpo chased after me and I raced around till finally 1 run out doors to git red of him. I wish you could feel my mussle ma, and say you ought to see tho dlf ferunt kind of trees hear. I've named sum of em In this letter and your hed must be pretty thick or you will know what I moon. It I rito atten I'll tell you ther names. Don't forglt the munny. Goodbye, with lots of luv and vours trully, Bobby. SO-SO. 3.-PA UN DROME. An Kustern traveler of some renown, Who had traveled for months at a time With naked New Zealand natives In their own far distant clime; When asked, as a joke, how travelers dressed In the wilds, replied, with a manner Quite curt: "TI KR; 'V'N RA A A "A'K NVR S nT." DB LANCE. SfO ANAGRAMS. IN ENGLAND. "Kind towns and citlps that r.t first You may think you do not know; Just f-hange the letters all about And the names familiar grow." 1. MEN CHASE T. R 2. BIG THORN X CLEAN STEW. 4. RAM HIM ; B1NG! R. VUW LIARS. 6. MORE TINSEL. 7 rtOl.T. SIR! X. O, (il.l'K CREST. '.. GOT HINT, MAN. 10. DROP AN L. 11. PERT SON. . U. O, MAY III'RT? 11 STEER CROW . 14. BLANK CITRfi. 15. LOAN 1'S CENT. M. VAPOR DENT. 17. CARL LIES. 18. CLEAN RAT&. lit. IE SHE FLED. 20. O, ROl 'OH CHARS. PEANUT. S30-CHARADIC There coes barefoot Jim, In a hat with no brim; , On ONE-TWO or THREE he run out; Willie James, wtw ONE TWOS, and re splendent new shoes, Must Bit on a ONE-TWO. and pout. Jim spattors away, most uncommonly B.V. For the road Is uncommonly muddy: Poor James, kent Inside till the wet THREE Is dtled, ONE also his primer to study. Ho pnnrhe.i a hole In his TWO, while his sml Revolts at each blnk line and letter: He scowls at "The cat who can sit on the mat." And hopes that the bow-wows may get her. lie plans that some day he will Just run away, In a hat with a raggedy brim; "mi the People 2111 the Time", are pleased with our " - Jackson Square Brand Goftec None better. Why? Pcca use wo use the fluent coffees grown' In this blend, Packed Jn aealel cans. Satisfaction we guarantee. Your grocer has JACKSON SQUARE. COFFEE. Call for It. " " Importers Coffee Co., ltd., New Orleans, U.S.JL- Chamber Moody Co., Charlotte Wholesale Agent. f WALLPAPER ,'Vv;i i: -A V v ,s-irf. ;;; . . . ; ; !,-: f 1: , '-. '',' i h V-W-'. : . -h 1.-, j 'Jf x w To diff Ms bare feet in the slushy COM PLETE, : - And splash through the puddles with Jim. M. C. 8. S31-A ZOOLOGICAL GARDEN la this lurge garden of mine most of the plants rontain some sort, of, living creature. X count a of them. A Ion this -flower border are pansies, snap drajron. lilies foxgloves, oxalfs, roses, harebells, splderwort and chrysanthe mums. In this further corner I have wild thln?s, such as spearmints cranesr blll. hepatlcas, horehound. wakerobint hartstongue, cowslips, buttercups, worm wood, toadflax, ar.d peppermint. Here are the useful plants, cucumbers, beets, rrapes, horseradish, peaches, mandrakes, currents. - nalaifv. carrots, buckwheat. Grass nd weeds also spring up In th garden oeds, such as cockle, sucpbenl , purse, chtckweed, fleabanc, dock, pig weed, duckweed and dandelion. The : place Is shaded by fine tlm, cstalua, , aspen and maple trees. " DOROTHEA. 832-FIGHTINQ LETTERS. ' 'Tween B and N the row began, Till both were done a sombre tan; -As It progressed 'tween C and D, ' A motley mob came up to see. - - - Proceeding then 'tween Q and tv It ended In an eerie yell; ..." To C and N, by parting them. 3 ; It brought a glittering diadem.'; " ; By joining D and N In strife, ' 1 " li threatened once to quench out Ufa; Hut when It came to F ani N, A scowl was ail resulted then. -v : 'Twas bitter war 'tween 8 and M, A countless legion greeting them; - 1 'Tween D and K Its fiery sount Produced a mite, like Aesop's mount .... .. . a . .. .... wner it nroKe out tween ana u, They both collapsed upon the lea; ; Then, winding un 'tween A and D. . - To them the trophy we decree. WM. WILSON. 3T3 ENIGMA. In tlto midnight through the wood, We two have roamed together; .' With th brooks. In merry mood, . We babble on forever. t t - We have been Inside your door, 1 , ThouKh not by you Invlud; You saw us stretched alonf your floor, Unless you are short-sighted. "' 'i'vjr'':'' On gloomy moors by day or night. On fojt we often wander; . , ' . AHhoiiKlt rr roof is ours by right,- And this, too, you may ponder, t - Witli nit the poor, and with the good, . We are most strongly rooted; t And, though not often uni'erstood, . -In many oucstlons mooted. ' lthout us no event comes soon,' However much expected; W And even life Is not a boon When we ure left rejected. 8. ANSWERS. " ', ; 318-1. Wheatear. Mino. 2. Baldpate. t. Dods, 'Jay. 4. Blackcap, (,oose. 5. Fly ' catcher. C. Dipper. Pintail 7. Cutwater. Heetleheod, Wall-creeper, 8. Nutcrack er, Knot. v . s 3I-L Haywood. Davie. .1 Greene.': 4. Alamaivc. 6. Dare. ti. Ca!tcrM. 7, Vlertle. S. Ansi n. i. A.he In. Vance. II. Nash. U. Polk. i:t. Onulow 14. Mv tin 1.'. Moor- hi. Warren. U Macon, It. Pitt. 1 Davidson, in Rowan. 21 Matlison. r. Gates. 'Ji. f-eotl.ind. 21. Vflyn.''. ' - f S'ii-1. .mw. rr'i ?. p..f f 321 I. Arl:ore-cent, I. De-cent-' ' t, A-et-nt. I. At'-cent. 5. rian'-t wtt , Dellnie-rcrl. i. Dcs-oent. S. Ru-cent 9. Evunes-i-ent. 10. Adjn-eent. JI. I.n- lent. 12 Tninslu-cp nt. 11. Phosphores .... ,1 T . . I . I . .. . , - , .. 1 . . . iriii. i li iir-4-iriii. J.J. i livtliuf-i:-liu. 1. Coal.fc-cnt. 17 Indc-cent. 18. Ju-vews-CMit. 1. Nas-cent. :-0. Cotivale-e-mt. 21. Obs'des-i-ent. In no-cent. 21 lrefl-i-eir. -.'. hetl-cetit. 25. Qules-t ent. r.'.-.'-s-u w. no. '3 I. tlusonndry (hushand-dryt. 2. ' Wl-lten (whit-tei . S. Earliest tenrl-llest). 4. Factory (f;i t-toryi. 5. Mother moth Iuti. 6. Mn.ss.ii.-e (masa-nget. -.--.? V- I a-us'i. , IL'S-Slngcr, singe, sing, sin, al, 8. Don't afraid to glvf Chamberlaln't CoiirIi Remedy t' your children. It con tains no opium or other harmful drug. I: alwuvs cures. For salo by W. L. Hum! & Co. nnauntl IV W VI 1 1 1 It t 1 4tl U I lAAAiafll 11 A " JanifS Donahue, New Britain, -Conn writes: "I irifd stveral ktdnfy remedte, nod was treated by our best physicians for dlaOetex. hut did not Improve until I tt. k Foley's Kidney Cure. After.-tha swotid liottte I showed Im'.rovement, and five bottles cured me completely. I libve since passed a rigid examination tor life iniuranee." Foley'a Kidney Cure tures back ache and all forma of kldnay and bladdor trouble. R. H. Jordan Co. and W. L. Hand A Co. fi;o::e 173 1
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