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MLMM MMMETB FM SALLOW fWU
By T. A. Roberta.
Tk* night Barton tecwwwl hta
wlte i|lin t wall part la a must
cal ettnty at tbe Alcasar was burled
beneath tin* years at Intentional
foi—lfiil—ai It «u not mentioned
ta tba home and had never been a
aabjeet for gossip by outsiders; at
ttmsa Bartoa almost believed It a
hideous nightmare s fantasy of dis
ordered sleep, and not an actual
Iterator* the lately growing rest
leasMaa of hla wife carried to him no
pransosUtlon that the discontent waa
•till smoldering. that the sleeping
dogs war* drowsily half awake In
st esu! oT wrapped la deepest alutnber.
There had been no scene l* the first
1 seta ace. The maa'a hatred for any
thing approaching the uaooaventlon
al stilled the shock of first revelation.
aad wkis ha sailed tor her at the
atag* door after the performance It
waa with a calm assurance that ut
terly dlaarared say larking suspicion
that It waa an act tn a domestic
tragedy . . ! . r
81* ye*ra aao. «rh*» ha hat mar
ried pretty, tern peat uoua Edith
Otsst alter • aaasasar vaeailon'a
courtship, people who knew them
bath approved heartily. He waa ten
year* alder, aartons, ambitious and
willing to be a plodder, a slave to
the grindstone tn the beat years of
his maahood, to acquire a compe
tence for the luxury of hla later life.
The girl, they said, needed Just this
sober, restraining Influence. She
reveled In the riot of youth, life waa
a succession of red color schemes,
there was tin* enough la the years
to come for the comfortable warm
browna and the somber, aahy grays.
Elemental Instincts of racing, red
Mood were but thinly veneered with
the repression of conventionality;
ahe had married primarily because
ahe respected the man rather than
aa a surrender to a great, big love
that had compelled and quickened
he*, but intangibly. Indefinably, yet
va«a»ly. coaactoua that the new life
wdwM give her greater fratdtn and
a larger world than the restricted
life of a little country mountain town
afforded. In a sense It had. for Im
mediately after th* wedding trip
they were established in a city home,
eowtortably modern, thoagh not In
the aoae of extreme fashion.
Acquaintance ahe made did not
ripen Into friendship, because she
had nothing In common with her
husband's friends. Their wive* were
too old and their children too young
to appeal to her. and her gracious
apparent appreciation of hospitality
received, and dlaaembled delight In
returning courtesies cam from
breeding alone, not from sincere
Barton waa frequently called to re
motely distant mining camp* to pass
Judgment on propertlea for the mag
aatea who employed him, and as no
child? came to claim her Interest and
awamn ber lor*, time dragged with
the young wife In a moment of des
perate rebellion ahe sneered at the
tktfcupnn . club and bwtlrt
Browning and his adorers, thereby
putting between her husband's
friends and herself a convenient bar
At this period of her life musty
tomea of philoeophy could not fill
her need; she cried out for excite
ment. craved moving, active men
and women for companions, and
balked at amusements of the purely
"I caa't stand It! I caa't! I can't!"
ahe had alasoet screamed out to her
self. Jt waa her moment of tempta
tion, her mood of abandonment.
Anything would have appealed to
ber then If the tempter had promised
as the reward a new diversion for a
playthinf. Barton mined dimly,
but the problem was beyond him
He aaw nothing of what lay behind
the evident unrest, thought It too
much Idleness, and In a flattering
labcf once believed It was Het at
biofreqasnt absences, / if iAL
He divined nothing nnusual In her
suggestion that she take op singing
k-oss In fact, approved of it—
and thea blundered along with bis
mind clouded In drifts, and levels,
and assays. The night he foand her
behlad a scant concealing mask of
greaas paint and powder something
Of the real crisis flooded In upon
"Do what yoo will," she bad cried
deflaatly. "I've disgraced you and
poor respectable mlddleaged friends
Pat me out «f your boose, out of
yoar heart, out of yoor nft," she
•on. in.tr una minute Can't I
you in I want llfaT I'm tli*d Of.
ftmrmmk dullness. |
I t* fM apf*p fiercely,
"Bat. my Mtr. you ha*«iei*thla«
• " **a» BarjjK J
"Mj dear." and bar »aa pn#-
r>W» ««*in f . "my 4m I h»r«
aoUlif Do rot hear? fWthln*! Tip
hot a® #1 *Mnu, feat yoo'ra trjta»
■ to make me oaa. Oh. you'd Ilka Bit
PH fcahad and mouae Quiet
L -xpfW—ll mil Ml «fM
I—itWll iWifllWil lllij |TI ll|
rears, and a lorera lenderfieM. b
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WILLIAMSTON, N. C„ FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4, tpoC
HTM with the bleina balm of un
iertUndlni, might hare conquered.
Bat Barton didn't understand, he
only knew that he had been hart and
that thequlvering, sobbing girl be
fore him had In her heart a griev
They talked long that night. She
told how the singing instructor
praised her voice and obtained an
engagement for her. She had at
tended rehearsals afternoons, snd
providentially for her he had been
called away Just before the produc
tion's first night. Bhe had feared
telling him, though fully determined
to remain with the theatrical com
pany. He had returned unexpected
ly, found her absent from home, and
learned the truth from a frightened
servant In the confidence of her mis
Barton showed diplomacy that
night In eliminating any chiding
note. Ho talked tenderly, quieting,
pointing out that ahe was giving np
home and husband and friend* for l
will o' the wisp; he urged that real,
abiding happiness did not He In the
calcium's glare; then he told calm
ly dispassionately of his love for her,
and somehow, some way. robbed the
girl's spirit of Its defiance, substitu
ted therefore what he thought waa
aurrender, and believed he had re
gained his own. This waa three years
in the past.
Now the spark had sputtered
again, the fire flamed, more fiercely
than ever. The old routine had been
resumed, work clalme'd hla waking
hours, and he neglected the warning
signs he should have heeded. The
night was bitterly cold, the winter
waa at Its worst and It waa emi
nently an evening for married lovers
to spend at their own fireside, recall
ing, perhaps, earlier days of happi
ness. when the Joys realised were in
the planning. But Barton's idea of
an evening's comfort waa perusing a
report of a new method of extracting
copper ore. Mrs. Barton waa appar
ently reading a novel, but In reality
fighting down the rebellion In her
aoul. Barton's attention was dis
tracted by a sob; he looked up,
caught the old wild looks In her
eyes, but did not comprehend even
when she threw down the book, rose,
and cried hysterically;
"It's no use!"
"What'a no, use, dear? Aren't you
wellT" Inquired Barton from the
depths of his comfortable chair.
"WellT Well. I need no pills, I
need no pulse-feeling, tongue-In
specting ancient. I'm soul sick,
John; you don't understand YOl4
can't! I'm stifling, I'm choking, for
life's out of doora." She went to a
window, lifted It to let In blasts of
ehlll air and swirling snow crystals.
"Edith, dear, you'll catch cold. I
wouldn't do that," he protested, anx
"Cold? What do I care? Some
where out ther* are men and women
who ar* laughing and happy. They'r*
playing wild gypay things, blood Is
running In their veins—red, red
blood—they're dancing to the queer,
compelling strains. They're alive!
Don't you understand, John? They're
"Ix>rd, Edith, Is It the old fever,
the old discontent come back?" he
"Come back? It has never been
away. Oh, I've fought It, I've denied
It because of what I promised you,
but It's thore yet. And now I'll "deny
It no "more. I'll surrender to It.
"That I'm done with this convent
of a house. That I'm golnig to do
what you stopped me from doing
three years ago. That I belong to
the world, and I'm going Into It.
Oh, you needn't look so ghastly. I'm
not going to the devil. I'll live, but
I'll not lie to Qod. I'll keep clean,
your good name will not suffer,
your honor will be unstained for
aught I do."
"Edith!" Barton was seriously
comprehending now. "Edith. I can't
tell you the hurt of It. I've lacked
understanding up to now. Tears
were not the only difference in the
beginning. I've glimpsed your tem
perament for the first time to-night,
as I should have seen It yeara ago.
But I caa't let you go; for your own
aake reconsider this mad, wild
"No," and ahe spoke quietly.
"The six years you have had out of
tnj life have been crowded with un
happlness and regret. Tou've been
kind In your way, bat, as you said,
you didn't understand. Tou don't
now, John, you never will. I'm not
ungrateful for the shelter of your
name, and I've deserved It In every
action. I'm sorry for the hurt you
confess, I'm sorry, hat what you feel
la only a part of what has been my
dally portion. To-morrow we'll dis
cuss It all calmly, John, and I'll go
out of your existence. What's that?"
It was a sudden peal of the
bell. Barton glaneed at the clock;
It was after 10, and he could
conceive of no visitor at tbla hour
bat a messenger with a telegram.
Wall, anything would be a diversion
at the moment, to let him think of
same way out of this confused situa
tion. to plan something that would
prevent the low that threatened Mm.
Tbep listened to the slippered maid
as aha Mat doWB the hall, beard her
Quick exclamation of surprise and
her harried call:
"Shore, Missus Barton, and will
ye coom here?"
Edith ran Into the hall, and a mo
room. The mnld carried a basket
frrfm the depths of whleh came
walling cry, a sound foreign to Barf
-toa*ee£rn, but whlcti im vaguely l
surmised was a be V*
aiMUa& .. 3 -tr - : -r
_ ;m *U tWn». John, a baby ! Xn .f
on thls HftfMT g untn Tm-v
the mother, and It says: "Please,
please, care tor my baby. You've a
good home. Bare him from poverty
or death, for that is all I can give
him.' What's It ferylnr: for, MaryT
Oh, dear, I don't know the first
thing about bablea. What's the mat
ter? Is It sick?"
"No, mum! It's hungry, the little
craythur Is, Ol'm think In'." replied
the maid, out of the wisdom gained
as one of an lrlsh-Amprlrnn family
of ten, "all of then alive and well,
thank ye, mum." .■
Darton watched the ensuing scene
curiously/ The wdmentplk mussed
and fussed over the child; Mary
barely stopped Mra. Barton from
giving the baby Ice-cold milk, ex
plaining that It must be wnrmed;
there was a hurried search for
adult's clothes that could be adapted
to the newcomer's needs. For onre
the maid was mistress, and the mis
tress obeyed like a soldier.
The warm milk transformed the
howling Infant to a gurgling rherub.
who kicked and thrashed aa far as
Its swaddling clothes would permit,
while the women delightedly mur
mured the silly nothings babies are
supposed to understand.
At midnight the mistress and the
maid were still coddling the waif; a
temporary cradle place had been
fixed In the big MorrU chair, but the
little raacsl hsd no desire for sleep,
and while be was awake his nurses
"stuck to their posts.
"You go on to bed, John; we've
got to wait until the baby goes to
sleep," commanded Mrs. Barton, and
The atmosphere aeemed cleared of
antagonism, bar voice rang happy
and contented In her new-found
pleaaure. But ho felt It was only for
the nlKht. As a taxpayer and a mem
ber of half a dosea reform organi
zations he knew th« city maintained
institution* where foundling* were
cared for. He knew It would be hla
duty to notify the nearest police cap
tain fn the morning. The abandon
ment of the child was a crime
against the statutes and called for
punishment of the offender.
His duty was obvious, and as soon
aa this fact was fixed In his mental
note of to-morrow'a dutl«« he re
verted to the unhappy climax which
would confront him the next day. He
lay awake for houra trying to devise
some remedy, but none caiuo. He
wondered where Rdllli Was that she
did not retire, and when in the gray
of early morning he fell aaleep it
wns to slumber on until almost noon,
a moat unheard-of thing for this
man of methods.
"Wake up. John, it's nearly noon.
Come and see the baby, and we'll
have breakfast after," he heard his
wife call, and while the voice was
familiar there was a note In it that
waa absolutely new.
The baby waa well; Jt was cooing
In Its contentment, nnd Marion had
to admit his wife's contention that
it waa "the dearest baby in the
world." Hla opinion on this subject
was not large, so It did not count as
that of an expert He knew more
about mines. At the breakfast table
he thought of his duty.
"Havo the baby wrapped up well,
Edith, and I'll take to the police
station But he not no further.
"You'll what?" K"Bped hlx wlfo In
"You know It cannot be kept here.
Thar a tnfiSMltiiK tor IM
city's walfa, and Iwnldes If you leave
to-day-—" But the thought of It
hurt him, and he did not finish.
"If I leave to-day? Joliu Barton,
I'm not going to leave to-day, or tny
other day, and that cute, running
tittle baby Is not going to the police
station So there."
"You mean, Hdlth, dear—" and
he arose and came to whore she sat.
Her artna stole around hla neck,
and the new light which came Into
her eyes and was reflected in his was
pleasant to see.
"T mean, John r deais I mean that I
guess I don't caro go much what
Other peopte are doing. 1 mean that
we are going to be really and truly
happy, yon and I and tho baby. And
I mean this house'Hsn't going to be a
convent; It's going to be paradise,
John, and Love is king."
And In a bewilderment of kisses
John Barton excused his lack of
fulDllmenf of the duties of cltlMn
ship, and decided that tho unhappl
ness prevented more than justified
the crime of omission he Intended to
Treating Disease by Animals.
Very curioua method® were em
ployed by the ancient Babylonian* to
•xorclae dlacaae. The aucklng l>U
and kid played ao important part In
the remedlea. The pig, or Jjld, was
to be killed, cut np. aad placed upon
the alck loan. The beatt of the pig.
which had been placed upon the alck
man'a heart waa to be aa hla heart,
the blood aa hla blood, the flash as
hla fleah and the pig waa to be In bla
•tead. The virgin ktd waa dealt with
In the aanio way, being placed upon
the alck man.
The Windy Orator.
A longwlnded member of the Ma»-
aarhuaetta Leglulataro waa delivering
a political addreaa In a town not far
from Boston, and the village folk
gathered in the town hall to hear It.
lie had been apeaklog quite a while,
whop Anally an old Scotchman arose
and iwalked out of the ball.
At the door one of hla oouatry
mex. waa waiting with his hack to
drive the orator to tie station
"la he done yet. BandyT" aaked
the Scot on the box. Th* old waa
turned about. "Aye," aaid he, "he's
dr»no lang ago, but he will na af6r»"
T'.io r,rltl-:i !■■ :■■ ■'.'l f
tnoro than 25,600 caaiela.
| A Faith on TriaL
By Aaron Rodd.
"WlMrt Is It makes you «o glum,
old nut" '
The ipNkw wm young msn of
twcntjr-elgM and tho man addressed
wub about the can)* ago. There win.
however, a striking contrast between
the two. The first was, perhaps, the
less Interesting of the two, his
aquaro face, firm Jaw and solidly
bull' frame seemed to proclaim him
an admirable specimen of the aver
age plan, so full of common sense as
to have no room for Ideals. His com
panion was, on the contrary, a no
tlcwable man. A man, it oould be
Been filled with quixotic notions, a
poetical and highly strung tempera
ment, the cfcief vUlble sign of which
was tho finely formed noae and sen
sitive noatrll. The friends, for such
Ihey were, walked slowly along the
Thames Embankment In full enjoy
ment of a surprisingly mild morning
(Mm aeked for an explanation.
iu March. When they reached Cleo
patra's Needle, Martin Atock made
the remark with which our record of
a remarkable episode opens. His
companion, Klchard Lyon, replied
somewhat gloomily, "Because 1 have
lost all faith In womanhood."
His friend, surprised, exclaimed,
"By Jove! What a loss."
"It Is a loss, a very great loss,"
said Lyon with emphasis, and added
as he grasped Atock's arm.
"I did not tell you I am engaged
to be married."
"Married! By (ind, you surprise
me Not knowing the lady, I suppose
I can't congratulate you, and know
ing no well, with your poetic fad*
•ud fancies, I'm afraid 1 can't con
gratulate her! That'* the situation,
I fancy. Hertously, dear boy, I'm de
-1 Hut are you sorry that
you'ro about to bo tied up? IH that
Whutl the matter? And whore does
th« loaa of faith in womanhood coma
"I-et's us take ono of the seats 1A
the gardens for a moment, nnd per
hapa when. I tell you the facts you
can help me."
They seated themselves, and Lyon,
tapping the sole of his boot with his
•tick M he rested one leg on the oth
er. SiM slowly:
"T km as 1 told you, engaged to be
"And 1 have congratulated you on
the fact," said Aleck. "I hope you'll
be very happy."
"TOT; but I've got myself Into a
hor .Id mess. In this way. 1 have been
engaged now three months, and the
day before yesterday I wrote a long
letter to my fiancee."
"Wall, that was not a very wrong
thing to do."
"Will you listen? I wrote to her
aa one does to the girl one hopes to
make one's wife. Naturally I used
very atrong terms of endearment,
and I am worried to death by the
fact tbat writing In the office, as I
did. In a hurry I put my letter into
an envelope addressed to a girl I
have only seen once and never aald
more than 'lt's a fine day' to."
"Well, there's nothing criminal In
all this. The recipient may smile or
laugh at you, but If ahe's a lady
slie'll return the letter without a
word, and by and by you'll both for
get all about It."
"What worries me, Martin, Is this.
I wrote, as I told you. In a very
atrong strain. I let my feelings run
away with me, and I even had the]
temerity to auk my wife-to-be to
come to my rooms at halt past
aeven to-night and promised to take
her to the theater."
"Yee; well, you thing you've given
the show away, so to speak, to a
stranger. Is that It?"
"No," 1 said Lyon shortly." I did
not mention my fiancee's name at
ail, so the person to whom the letter
li addressed cannot be Identified—"
"Then what tn Heaven's name are
you groaning about?" cried A took
"Can't you see that there Is some
thing worse than what I have yet
r •' i chap, tell me what It
" • 'i 1 Atofrfc felly won at lust to
view t''o matter la » serious light.
"The traced 7 Ilea hare," Mid
Lyon. "I writ* and aak a lady to
oome to my room*. The letter U
addressed to my fiancee, but It
reaches the hands of a lady who la
an utter stranger to me!"
"Yes," said Atock, keeping a very
serious face with an almost super
human effort, "and the tragedy!"
"The tragedy Is that Bhe has ac
cepted my Invitation! Bhe Is coming
to-night, she writes me. and even
ad*- that she does not mind whether
we go to the theater or not."
"Well," said Atock, "that is awk
ward. I must admit. You're In a
beaatly fix. I'll tell you! I have It.
You did not say you'd be alone. I'll
be there with you. That will settle
the matter, eh, my boyT"
"It It could have been ao easily
settled I wouldn't have bothered you
about It," said Lyon with marked
vexation. "I told yon I wrote a very
strong letter, an Impaaaloned love
letter, In fact, and I said over and
over again what delight It would be
to me to see her —I mean my fiancee
—alone for Ave minutes, for her old
cat of an sunt never gives her a mo
"But, by the way, you don't mind
letting me know the name of the
"Let you know! Certainly not. I
wouldn't reveal It for worlds."
"I mean, dear boy, the name of
the girl you are to marry."
"Oh, I don't mind telling her
name to you, of course not. You've
met her —Bessie Blddulph."
There was another pause and then
Atock cried: "I have It! Why not get
Bessie—-I mean Miss Blddulph—to
meet the lady?"
"Really, you're getting to be
Idiotic," shouted Lyon. "A nice time
I'd have eiplalnlng how the whole
affair happened! I'd have to admit
that my letter to Mlaa Blddulph went
astray, and there's nothing In the
letter to prove to whom It wbb ad
dressed! It commences, 'My Darling
Qlrl, —' "
"Oh, Miss Blddulph knows you've
only got one!" laughed Atock.
"Hang It all, can't you have
sense?" said Richard, thoroughly Ir
Swing that his friend was truly
perplexed, Atock began again:
, "It Is worrying, but where, to re
vert to my original question, does
your gloominess and loss of faith In
womanhood come In, and Is there
anything very,very Incriminating In
tho contents of your letter?"
"Nothing Incriminating,- but how
can one have any faith In woman If
you can Invite an almoat unknown
girl of undoubted social position and
blameless antecedents In the manner
I have told you, and discover to your
horror that such a proposal la ac
cepted with alacrity? If one girl
does such a thing, why not all?"
"I mean to meet the girl," he went
on savagely. "I've gained a lot by
tolling you about my worry, haven't
I? I shall meet her and tell her Its
all a mistake, I don't want to com
promise her or myself. I might have
called upon her; perhaps I'd better
wire, but on the whole I think I shall
seo her—though I've no respect for
the brazen baggage."
"She's not a brazen baggage," said
Atock, with sudden warmth.
"How In heaven's name do you
know?" cried Lyon. "I never men
tioned her name."
"No, you did not," said' Martin
"but I think you should be lust to
U>« poor, girl, YouUre a very fascin
ating fellow, you know, old chap,
quite a ladyklller, you know."
"Well, thank heaven, I'm not an
exasperating Idiot. Thank heaven
I've got Ideals and live up to them.
Thank heaven I've reverence left for
true womanhood, though that rever
ence has been rudely shaken by this
this —disgraceful parallelogram In
petticoats as I believe O'Connell
called a particularly offensive piece
of womanhood. Thank heaven—"
"Thank heaven that you've got a
friend who can get you out of the
mess your high-flown Ideas have got
you into," said Atock. "I happen
to know the lady you are speaking
ao disrespectfully about."
"You do?" cried Richard. "Who
Is she then—for I shall not tell you,
even If you're right."
"Her name Is Ada Beatrice Pur
ser," said Martin solemnly.
"Bhe Is a lady for whom I have a
profound respect," continued Atock.
"I was with her when your letter
"And you reapect a 'lady' who can
accept such an Invitation as was
mine?" asked Richard.
"Certainly I can," calmly replied
Atock. "You're not the only one en
(i.ged to be married, my boy. I am
engaged to Mlsa Puraer!"
"Then what on earth la the mean
ing of her conduct?" asked Lyon.
' Simply thla. I dined with the
Pursers on Tuesday. Ada's father
has consented to her marrying me.
She received your letter In the en-
Spe which you had addressed to
in reply to the queatlona on Eng
llterature which I had asked her
ut to you under pretext of being
a soul thirsting for knowledge. I
know you are fond of being con
sulted as a kind of watchdog of
knowledge. Of course she could make
neither head nor tall of your letter,
and I—l made her write and accept
voiir Invitation, which appointment,
of course, she never Intended to
keep, and I—well, I called to see you
this morning Just to see the effect
her letter had had on you. Of
course, I did not know then that you
were engaged to be married! So
your faltn In womanhood la atlll In
"One's faith Is, I suppose, stronger
i>fr«r such tests," said' Tl^Vrd
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HUGH B. YORK,
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
Ofpicr Hours: h to 10 a. x.;7to 9 r. x.
Office on Smithwick Street, Near Car- ',
Williamston, N. C.
Phone No. 7.J
Night Address: Atlantic Hotel.
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Opfics—Main Stikxt J
I will be in Plymouth the first week la
every other month.
W. E. Wsrren. J. S. Rhodes.
DRS. WARREN & RHODES,
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WOODARD & HASSELL
Office—Back of C. D. Carstarphen's
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Attorney at Law
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Williamston. N. C.
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Office formerly occupied by J. D. Blgga.
Phone No. 77.
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Janiesville, N. C.
A thorough and practical school
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Fall Session Opens
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UNI VERS ITY
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CH/ T HILL. N. C.
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