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Rub-My-Tjsm will cure you.
C. R. Duncan made a business
trip to Winnsboro. L.a.. Monday.
James Foil of Randolph. La .
visited relatives here this week.
Dr. 0. H. Thompson of Manon
La., spent Saturday here with
friends._
George Mobley of Monroe was
the guest of Miss Dolma Rieve last
Sunday.
The largest single salt mine in
the world is located at Avery's
Island. La.. ,
Manager F. W. Scott left this
week for a visit with relatives in
Virginia.
John Collett has gone to Val
pariso, Ind.. to enter the university
at that place.
Mrs. M. L. Phillips visited with
relatives near Strong the latter
pai t of last week.
Mrs. D. M. Clowney left Thurs
day morning for Alden Bridge. La.,
to visit her mother.
Attorney A. Flennik^n of El Do
rado transacted business in Huttig
Tuesday of this week.
James Gibson has returned to
Fayetteville to enter the State
University for his third term.
G. S. Farmer and wife are home
from Shreveport where he w s
operated on some time ago for ap
pendicitis.
5 or 6 doses 666 will break any
case of Chills and Fever; and if
taken then as a tonic the Fever
will not return. Price 25c;
At the regular monthly meeting
of the town council Monday night
F. W. Scott was elected alderman
to succeed J. B. Crockett, resigned.
Mrs. C. Howard went to Monroe
Sunday afternoon to meet h>m
brother, Everett Cole, of Knoxville.
Miss., who will spend the winter
here.
W. E. Wilcox of Topeka. Kan., a
national bank examiner, was here
Monday examing the condition of
the First National bank and found
it O. K. _
Rev. J. R. Rushing, who has
been visiting at Hot Springs, wi'l
artive home Saturday and occupy
• the pulpit at the church Sunday
morning and evening.
We treat Piles successfully with
out knife or chloroform. Refer
ence and information on application
Drs. McCall &. Williams,
Lawson. Ark.
Ike Felsenthal and Hendricks
Alphin were down from El Dorado
last Saturday in an automobile and
report the roads between here and
there in good condition.
J. G. Soavy. who is now working
at Millville, was here this week
visit'ng friends and relatives. He j
will be accompanied home by his i
wife who has been visiting her!
sister, Mrs. C. C. Bell.
Yancey Mcore has resigned his
position as boi'er maker with the
Rock Island in this city and left
last week for Huttig where he has
accepted a position of like na.ure.
Union County Tribune.
Willie Mitchell. convicted in
Union county on a charge of as- ;
sualt with intent to kill, committed
on C. Zumo of Felsenthal, has been
pardoned by Gov. Donaghey.
Mitchell is suffering from tubercu
losis, from which he is not expected
to recover.
Joe Zumo, who recently com
pleted a three year enlistment in
the U. S. navy, is spending a few
months with his parents at Felsen
thal. He was with the Asiatic
squadron most of the time during
i his enlistment and visited many
.countries and islands. He may
reenlist a little later on.
This is a story that has been
published in nearly everything else
so it might just as well go into the
News: A Southerner, hearing a
great commotion in his chicken
house one dark night, took his re
volver and went to investigate.
Who's there?” he sternly demand
ed. opening the door. No answer.
"Who's there? Answer, or 111
shoot.” A trembling voice from
the fartherest corner. “ 'Deed,
sah. dey ain't nobody here ceptin’
us chickens.”
E. L. Mitchell, who has 'hod
charge of the shoe and clothing
department of the Union Saw Mill
tore for the past two years, left
Sunday for Farmerville. La., where
he has accepted a position with ti ?
lulley Mercantile Co. Mr. Mitch
ell is an excellent salesman and a
courteous gentleman and we feel
that the Gulley company are for
tunate in securing his services and
■ecommend him and his estimate
.vife to the people of Farmerville
is fine people.
How’s This?
We offer One Hundred Dollars R°
vraid for any case of Catarrh that
cannot be cured by Hall’s Catarih
Cure.
F. J. CHENEY & CO.. Toledo, O.
T’o, the un ’ r.:;nrl 1 ve l:n \vn I". .7.
Cheney for the 1 .. t 13 years, nnd belt.".*
Mm porfi .'tly he "orablu I > nl husirv i
transactions ar.1 financially nhlr- t . car. y
out any Cl)!!nations made I y I.I3 firm.
NATIONAL LA NIC OP CONI.IEr.CE,
T ol edo, 1 >.
ITaTl's Catarrh Cure la ta’-cn iatcrnall -,
acting i‘.rec.ly upon the Word and mu
cous surfac s if t'10 sv-tem. T'-stimoni 1
!=■ n.t fr •. } r> 75 cents r bottle. So 1
by rll T ru—ists.
Take Hall’s Family Pills for constipation.
Adv.
For Sale A new organ at a bar
gain. Gall at News office.
Notice.
The Union Saw Mill Compary
will pay $50.00 as a reward to ai v
one. not in its employ, who will fur
nish information from which any
person shall be convicted of depre
dating or trespassing upon the tim
ber of said Company.
This let, day of February. 19C3.
Union Saw Mill Co.
By F. W. Scott.
Secy, and Treas
Fawn and St. Bernard as Companions.
At the little village of Banina, in
Switzerland, a fanner recently fon id
a young fawn in one of his fields.
Fearing that if left alone without
its mother some mischief would 1 •»
fall it, he took it home and did evet -
thing possible for it. Xow, lie ha >
pcneu to have a large Sr. Bernard de g,
and tills dog and the fawn took to
each other.
The fawn slept In the dog's kenr z],
and when It grew a little older and
went out on its walks abroad, tl e
dog accompanied it. and defended it
against the attacks of other dogs.
Sometimes the St. Bernard and the
fawn would lie absent in the woe s
and fields for a whole day, but tht y
always returned at night, the duo s
and gate being left open for them.
Tlie fawn is now much taller than the
St. Bernard, and yet the dog still go-s
out with it.
Praise Be. the Brother Was Lying.
IVdice courts are not always marked
by an atmosphere of piety, but ttie ex
ception to the rule occurred in a court
where a very religious man, against
whom one of the neighbors had made
a complaint, was being tried for sonm
trivial offense. The complaining wit-:
ness was called to the stand to relate
his side of the story, and the defen
dant listened closely for several mm
tiles. Then his personal feelings ov< r
rode court etiquette and he rushed up
to the judge, fervently exclaiming:
"Your honor, the brother is lyit g.
Praise the Lord!"
Limit of the Borrowing Habit.
Little Margie was a frequent, visitor
at file Jones home, going there on «»■
rands of borrowing many times ea> it
day. On this occasion she asked B.f
loan of a cooking utensil. But Mrs.
Jones had become very much out of
patience at tbe continual borrowing
and sent word by Margie that she
"bad other fish to fry."
Imagine her surprise when in a few
moments her neighbor's little Marcie
again appeared in her doorway, lisp
ing:
“Mozzer thaid pleathe to thend
thome of the fi h. p'eathe."
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JHf 30B135 HfJUVLL CQlfFAflY
Illustrations by YL Barnes
SYNOPSIS,
CTTAPTFR. I—Harding Kent ml1*: or
Louise Farrfsh to propose marriage au<J :
finds the house in great ex< itement over
: the attempted suicide of her sist*-r Ka:l! j
' arine. Ken* starts an investigation and
| finds that Hu 'h Crandall. suitor fo*
| Katharine, who had be-n forbidden 11 • •
; house by General Farrish. had miked wit
; Katharine over the telephone just lr fm*
f h.e shot herself. A torn p'-c«* of yellow
paper is found, at s;,rht of which Crn
•ral Farrish is stricken with paralysis.
PIT ' PTFR TT—Kent di^nvers tkn’
i Cruerlnll has left town hurriedly An
I err w Miser, an a — '1 banker, commit*
j suicide about tl-« same time as Katharin
j attempted her life.
CHAPTFR TIT—A yellow envelope is
found in Kiser’s room. PostoffV’e Inspec
tor Davis, Kent's friend, takes up the
case.
PHAPTFR IV—Kent is convinced that
Crandall is at tlie bottom of the mystery
I
CHAPTKR V—Kent nod Davis search
Crandall’s room anti find an address.
“Lock Boy 17 Ardway. X. J.” Ken |
rer-s to Ardwav to inv< vMrnte and be
comes suspicious of a “Henry Cook.”
CfT\PTKR VI—A woman commits sul
«*i«le at the Ardway T-totcl. A y< How let
#cr also figures in tills case.
FTTAPTKR VII—Kent calls T.Qu’se on
the font? distance telephone and fin<!s that
•the had .1’«t b » n called bv fraud-ill from
the pip hootn ‘Von\" d’s^npears. The
.Ardway postmaster is missing.
CHAPTER VTTT—Tnsn^ctor nr
r'vcs at A-dwav and tikes up the Inves- |
i ;T'»to*n. He discovers that the dead j
vomer* Is Fa rah of Bridgeport. 1
f.ouise telephones Kent imploring him to
drop the investigation.
For a moment I was almost shaken
in mv determination to do nothing tin
til I had seen Louise. It seemed ns if
Davis might be right. Perhaps she
had acted only on impulse. Perhaps
her love for me had made her feel
hat the investigation might lend me
into danger. Rut I reconsidered. She
had given me lmr love and trust and
confidence. She snrelv was entitl- d
to full confidence from me. I could
not honorably continue the investiga- j
tion without first seeing her.
“I am going to town on the first j
train,” 1 said decisively. “I shall do
nothing until I have seen her.”
“And I shall go on with the inves
tigation,M said Davis with that exas-1
perating smile of his.
Impatiently I turned and left him
I choked down a cup of coffee and hur
ried to the station. The journey
i spumed miles and rniies lone, though
i the train made few stops. As soon as
| the ferry landed me in New York 1
sprang into a taxi and ordered the
driver to take me at once to the Fai
rish house. Not until we had turned
into their street did I realize that it
was still too early for me to try to see i
I.ouise, even on such an urgent mis I
slot) as mine. A few doors away from !
the nouse I stopped the chauffeur and |
bade him drive up the avenue to the
entrance of Central park.
I dismissed him there and strolled
aimlessly into the park. I would wait j
until ten o'clock before I tried to see
Louise. Still pondering the situation,
I strolled along one of the park walls
and flung myself on a bench by the
'irtle lake where the swan boats are.
There was no one about at that early
hour and I was glad of It. 1 wanted
n he alone and think.
How long I sat there I do not know.
1 was so deep in thought that there
was neither sight in my eyes nor hear
ing in my ears. Yet the eves will not
be denied their rights. A feeling came
over me that some part of my brain
was trying to tell me something It
-.ame more and more forcefully. My
eves were seeing something which
they were trying to compel me to no
tice.
What was It?
1 pulled myself together with a start
and looked about me.
With an exclamation of horror I
sprang from the bench and gazed into
the lake Just in front of me. Floating
on the surface, not fifty feet from
where I had been sitting, was the
bc€y of a woman.
“Other suicides, other suicides"—
Davis’ remark of two days before kepi
jigging through m.v brain. Other sui
cides! Katharine. Elser, the woman
at Ardway—his prophecy had been
right—and was this another In the
terrible chain?
I ran like a madman toward the
park entrance, where I remember'd
1 had passed a policeman. It was
with relief that I found him still
there.
“There’s a woman—drowned—In the
lake!” I gasped, pointing over my
shoulder.
He ran back to the lake with me
and together we waded out in the shal
low water where the body lay. In my
horror at the unexpected sight I had
not stopped to note her appearance,
nor could I have told whether she
was young or old, dark or fair.
I looked at her now with more than
interest—with a fe-dlpg of sorrow, of
understanding. The deed of Katha
rine Farrish had brought me to a
closer sympathy with unfortunate per
sons Influenced to seek death. As I
saw that this poor girl was young and
fair I sadly wondered what tragedy
had driven her to drowning.
Never shall I forget the impression
the picture of this suicide made on
me! Slip lav on lipr h ' . with long
blonde tresses of well k*- j»v ; ir float
ing out on either side of her shapely
head Her eyes were closed, but her
shapely brows and long dark lashes
made lier face comely even In death.
Her clothing, I observed, was well
made, and though wet and soiled as it
was by the water it still gave the im
pression of neatness.
'■Vo grasped the bodv gently by the
M ins and drew if in to the bank, where
ve lifted it to the park bench on
which l had been sitting.
"I wonder If there is anything about
her to identify her by? said the po
liceman, and together we looked.
Apparently there was nothing. There
were no rings on her hands, though
the fingers were those of a woman of
refinement. The officer turned Pack
t he collar of her coat, but the name
of the maker had been cut away.
“She didn’t want nobody to know
who she was, 1 guess,” lie said gfter a
hasty examination. "They generally
try to hide their names.”
“Yes, I suppose they do,” I s. id
apathetically.
“I've got to go over to the arsenal
and report this and send fer the wag
on. Will you wait till I come ba le?
1 won't be long.”
“Ml wait." I said.
He disappeared up Hie pmh and 1
was left alone with thu body. As 1
sat there, meditating on the mystery
that, had caused so many other »rne-,
edies, I became conscious of the fact
that one of ibis gi’l's hands was
closed, as if, even in death, she was
striving to conceal something.
Stooping ovei I gently pressed back
the stiffening fingers.
An exclamation of horror came to!
my lips as I saw what had been con
cealed there.
It was a little scrap of yellow paper, j
1 cop'd hardly believe my eyes. It
mils; be- that ibis pent* giri h< i >• war '
another of Hie victims in the baffling
chain of crime I was seeking to un
ravel. I held the water-soaked frag
ment up to the lighi, but there wn>
nothing on It—not a word. Yet ther<
JL \
I Gently Pressed Back the Stiffening
Fingers.
was no mistaking the oo'or and tor
ture of the paper. It was undoubtedly
the same that Louise and I had found
in Katharine's room after she haf
tried to kill herself. It was the same
that the police had discovered in An
drew Klsler's room. There was n >
question in mv mind hut that it wa
he same that the woman in Ardwa;
had torn up before she hanged hors<
in the little hotel. But what was ih
e he ween them? What could he th
mysterious import of this yellow it ,
cr that drove its reeipients to d HI’
Here was one fragment. Perhaps i
■ ■ould find other scraps perhaps tic
hole letter. 1 ran down to lie ha' :
’ the 'lake and began a system...
-e&rch of the water alone shore. kV
. v fo t r "i"'1'. •' :: c: rr'ullv Per •
minutes T searched unavailingly and
hen I caught a glimpse of something
yellow half hidden by an overhanging
tree. Carefully I parted the branches.
Sure enough, submerged in six inch* a
of water, were more of the yellow
scraps. 1 waded in and, scooping
them up carefully in my hands, Ih> 1
them on (lie grass to dry. for they
were all hut falling apart and I hardly
dared handle them. Meanwhile I con
tinued my search for other veil w
scraps—this time without avail If -lie
had carried a torn-up letter with her
ss she sprang to death, the other
pieces had floated away.
At last, convinced that there was
no possibility of recovering more of
them, 1 gave up my search and re
turned to where I Mad spread the re
covered scraps on the grass. One hy
one 1 studied them. They were evl
dently a part of a type written letter,
but the ink had run so that it was
impossible to read a single word on
them. From their shape, too. it ap
p ared that they were not eonseeutive,
so there was little hope of learning
anything from them.
Just two of the inky smears seemed
to have a possible meaning.
On one of them I was almost posi
tive that I could trace the word
“youth.” On another scrap was a
■word that a little stretch of the imagi
nation might decipher as “her.”
“Youth” and “her.”
They might mean much or nothing.
They might have some bearing on
the $reat mystery 1 was trying to
solve. They might have none. Per
haps they were, after all, merely
phrases from a letter that had brought
disappointment to a loving woman.
In all likelihood this suicide had no
connection with the o’hers. But why,
then, the yellow paper?
So intent was I on my thoughts that
I did not observe the return of the
policeman until I heard his voice.
“What have you got there?”
There was suspicion in his tone—■
the natural suspicion of the represen
tative of the law. It was on the tip
of my tongue to say: "Another yellow
letter.”
For once prudence restrained me.
I recalled how my too hasty speech
at the coroner's inquest had led me
info trouble. I could hardly expect
a twelve-hundred-dollar policeman to
assist, in solving the mystery that was
still perplexing Davis.
“Just some scraps of paper,” I said
carelessly. “After you had gone I no
litcrd that she was clutching a bit of
paper in one hand. I searched around
the lake to see if I could find more.
I found these. It is evidently par’ of
a letter, but. the ink has run so you
can make nothing out, of them.”
“Let's see them."
I handed him all of them.
“This,” i explained. “I found in hoi
hard and the ethers were over there
under ihose bushes.”
One by one the policeman examined
them, turning them carefully over and
over.
“There’s nothing to them.” he final
ly announced. “The wagon will be
here in a minute I don't suppose
you'll want to he claiming any credit
1 r find'-ig the body?”
I had feared that he would Insisl
on my accompanying him to tes’ify
to its finding. It. was quite a relie'
io hear him take this view of it.
“Of course not." 1 answered hastily
"Then," said he with utmost can
dor. “you might as w« I! heat it. It
den'i do a cop no good to have oth»t
people finding things on his post if
vti ain’t here when the wagon comes,
there Hn't nchedy to say it wasn't me
•hat found the body I wan1 to tlmnk
you, though, for coming and telling
me about it. There's a lot of fools
would have gone and telephoned tr.e
arsenal am then I'd been on the car
pet for not covering my post properly.”
I was glad indeed of the opportunity
to get away. It was nearing ter
o’clock. My Trousers and sheep weiv
in such condition fhiu i wanted to ge'
‘o my apartmen's for a change befon
I seeing Louise I hastened to th<
park entrain c and hailed a taxi. B.
tlie time I Icfi ;ry looms and rcMche
the Farrish home it was ten minute.'
after ten.
As mj taxi turned into the street 1
saw another one stop before ilie 'Par
rish door. At first I thought ii mils
be the doctor or one of bis assistants,
but as Hie front door closed behind
the tall figure of a man who had been
admitted to the house f realized tha*
it was some one I had seen before
There was something reminiscent ii
the broad shoulders, in the walk. It
was some one I knew, or ought t<
have recognized, yet who it was o'
where I had seen him I could not a
he moment recall.
I was not three minutes behind bin
in reaching the door. Though the other
visitor had been admitted at once
'here was no immediate response tr
my ring. I waited a while and rang
again. It seemed minutes before any
one answered, then one of the maids
opened the door a trifle and peered
out.
“Mr. Kent to s^e Miss Louise,” I
said.
To my great amazement site did not
open the door to me, but srili holding
It just barely enough to enable her to
talk to me, said: "I'm sorry, but I
have orders to admit no one to the
house.”
Dumfounded at such a reception, I
still thought she was only carrying
out a general order, the wisdom for
which I oouid readily see.
“Of course, I understand that you
have your orders, but please tell Miss
Louise that Air. Kent is here."
“I’ll tell her. if you wish," she said
doubtfully, carefully closing the door
before she went on the mission.
The shutting of the door in my faee
gave me an odd sense of desolation.
It seemed as if 1 were being shut out
of the life of the woman I loved. Yet
on second thought 1 sir.iled at my per
urbailon. The maid was only eat'
ing out a necessary order. As soon
ts Louise knew 1 was there she would i
i om< runriir; to the d >oi herself. In1
i minute site would be folded in in1
arms and ail tipsund'ts'uiidin- w< tld
be cleared away. Undoubtedly she
would have a good explanation for
her telephone message of the night
before. 1 told my- * if that it was onl>
lack of sleep and the lnt ideni In the
park that had upset my nerves. JI.v
misgivings \v. re utterly foolish.
At length the door opened siowlv. T
had expected to see Louise herself be
hind ii. but it was the same maid. This
time site held the door hardly as wide
as before.
‘Tat sorry, sir, she s: M. “but Miss
Louise says sh-0 can not ace you now.
"Yd hat?" 1 gasped.
She repeated her message while I
stood there dazed. There must lie
some mistake. Louise must, have mis
understood the name.
“Did you tell her it was Mr. Kent?”
“Yes. sir, I told her.”
"What did she say?”
“She said she could not see you or
, any one else now.”
1 was puzzled beyond expression.
Why should Louise refuse to see me?
I was conscious of having done noth
ing to offend her. If only 1 could see
, her for just a minute to find out what
, was the matter! I felt that I rnn t
reach her. For an instant T w::s
tempted to brush past the maid and
force my way in. Surely Louise of
her own accord would not treat me
thus. She must be beside herself wi ll
grief. Perhaps she was under tie
same malign influence that so dis
tressed her sister. Yet even in the
depths of despair we observe the con
ventionalities.
“Will you ask Miss Louise wlmn
she can see me?” I found myself say
ing in calm tones to the maid.
Again she closed the door in my
face. Again T wai ed.
"Miss Louise says that she will coe
you if you will return In an hour,”
was the message that was brought me.
1 left the Farrish door and stumbi d
blindly up the street. The plight in
which I found myself seemed inexpli
cable, maddening. I was sure Louise
loved me. Had she not turned to me
In the first hour of her distress? H d
she not telephoned me when her sis
ter shot herEelf? Had she not permit
ted pie to lake her in my arms? H d
she not commissioned me to solve the
mystery of the yellow letter? Yet
why had she bade me discontinue mv
search? Why had she shut her door
to me? What could be her moth ?
What eouid have influenced her
against me?
Torn by a hundred conflicting e” o
I lions, 1 traversed street after stri t,
not knowing or earing whither my
feet were tailing me. 1 must have re
traced my steps, for I found mys- if
In the block where the Farrishs IIv- d.
i looked at my watch and saw it was
still half an hour before the time I
; had been told to re urn. I turn'd
sway from the house and wander d
| aimlessly on. There was some nv ti
lery In Louise's conduct 1 could not
' fathom. She refused to soo me, y t
just ahead of me some one else h d
hern admitted to the house. A wa-e
of jealousy swept over me. Who was
this other man? I racked my braci,
striving to recall Ms appe^ranee, try
ing to remember what there was that
was familiar about him.
Ail at once it came to me. A wild
rage filled me. 1 knew now who he
was. A picture of the office In that,
little hotel in New Jersey came to
my mind, ss it looked when I sfo. d
by the stove drying my clothes. A
man had come to the desk and ent
his key and had walked past me as
he went to his room. 1 knew now
where 1 had seen that man who was
admitted to the Fai rish home. It n as
the man called Took.
It was Hugh Crandall.
CHAPTER X,
V/ho Waj Hie Thief?
An unbidden and umwlmma guest,
jealousy eanie and sat by the altar of
my heart, stirring the fli es of my !n\ s
for Louise into furious darts of flame
that srarred my soul. That Crandall
—for I was positive now that the vis
itor who had entered the Farrish home
had been lie—should have been admit
ted to the house with so many things
pointed to his guilt, while I, an ac
cepted lover, and certainly Louise's
faithful servitor, had been barred with
such scant courtesy, filled me with
dumb, unreasoning race. I felt, that
all claims of friendship and of service,
even disregarding the still stronger
claims of honest love, entitled me to
far different treatment.
Yet even In the burst of anger that
overwhelmed me there was pot a
single thought of harshness toward
Louise. 1 felt that if I could hut see
her she would explain everything sat.
isfactorlly. It was toward Crandall
that all my wrath was directed. Feel
ing as 1 did. sure that he whs respon
sible for Katharine's attempted sui
cldi» and for her poor father's plight,
! fey red that his visit to the house
boded ill for lamise Undoubtedly his
malign influence had persuaded her
to bid me drop my efforts to solve the
mystery. He must have realized that
1 was close on his trail, so danger
ously close that with the effrontery of
the dating eriminal he had ventured to
come to tile house in one last effort
to thwart my plans for his exposure
As 1 became calmer I resolved on a
course of action. Louise's strange re.
quest to me over the telephone must
have been made because she was dom
inated by tile fear of this villain who
had brought disaster on her father and
sister. Perhaps she feared that some
evil might befall me if I persisted in
trying to run him to earth. Possibly
she was afraid that still greater evil
might come to those Bhe loved. 1 felt
film for her own happiness tt whs u •
rssarv that I should continue my
nurse. I would go on wish my in res
ign ion and once for all free her from
lie crushing <h all of this hidden evil.
I would wait where I was until Ursu
la 11 had left the house, then ! would
nsisi on seeing her and t^lhne her
my resolve, ncr would 1 p* rmit h> r
o disco;-do n*o from it.
iTo Bs CoNTiNcr n Nfxt Wi.kh.)
You will find on sale at the
Union Saw Mill company store,
the Union hotel and Bell's cream
parlor four differei t leca! poet card
views in colors. If these seli well
■he publisher expeeb to add sev
eral ->ther vi< w.s to th- !i t 1 hey
will 'jts sold at two for l*vo uouts.