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A boy was born Monday morning
to Mr. and Mrs. Fred Wyman.
Miss Flora Cargill is visiting
with her grandmother at Wilmer,
Texas.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. J unes Dol
lar of Dollar Junction, a fine gin on
Tuesday evening.
Harlan Sehon is home from a
visit with friends and relatives in
Oklahoma and Texas.
General Manager G. S. Prest
ridge was a business visitor to Hot
Springs the first of the week.
M's. F. W. Miles and children
arrived home Sunday from an ex
tended visit with relatives in
Kentucky and Alabama.
W M. Ferguson and family of
Winns'ooro, La., were the guests of
A. McLemore and family just
southeast of town this week.
Miss Beatrice Morrison, who
lived here several years ago. wa
recently married to Mr. Mike
Johrte. a merchant of Monroe.
Presiding Elder W. P. Whal< y
of Camden preached here last Sun
day night and held the fourth quar
terly conference of the Methodist j
church.
The First National bank wr s
closed last Saturday afternoon on
account of Columbus Day having
been made a legal holiday by th<1
last legislature.
Pat McNalley. of El Dorado was
nominated by the Republican con
vention of this district at Camden
last Saturday to oppose W. S.
Goodwin for Congress.
Miss Fronie Phillips of this plac
and Miss Amma Phillips of Oak
land. La., left Tuesday morning foi
Fort Worth. Texas, where they
will take a business course.
Mrs. M. A. Rushing of Chidester
accompanied by her son. A. S
Rushing of El Dorado, was her>
the first of the week visiting h i
son. Rev. J. R., and his family.
Mrs. Mary D. Wood and daught
er. Miss Irene, of -Stuttgart, who
were here visiting friends, left
Monday morning for Champagnolle
to visit the family of Capt. Staph’.--.
A card from J. B. Crockett, who
formerly lived here, states that his
son, Eugene, is quite ill -it. the rail -
v/ iy hospital in St. Louis and that
he himself has b:-en to Hot Springs
for his health since leaving here.
Herman Briehn and family were i
here tne first of week enroute
from Electric Mills. ‘Miss., to j
Stamps, Ark., where he will have
charge of the three planing mills
cf the Buchanan Lumber Co.
Jo h Askew of El Dorado, who
is set ving a term in the penitentia
ry. has been adjudged insane by
Dr. Benj. Harrison and the Peni
t ntiary Board has ordered him
. ti ansferred tb the' Hospital for the
Treatment of Nervous Diseases.
Traffic of the railroads of the
Southwest continues to show an |
increase as a result of the big
ci ops of this year. Saturday, Oct.
5. the Missouri Pacific-Iron Moun- '
tain broke another record when it
h :uled 1 4,649 carloads of freight]
in one day. The best previous!
record was made just eight days
earlier, on September c27, when,
14 063 carloads of freight w°re '
hauled, so that Saturday's showing
- ■
breaks al! p'eviou records ty
nearly 600 carloads, a most
astounding increase.
Mrs. C. Howard and Mrs. F. E.
//rod were Metro i visit rs last
Monday.
—
Mesdamss W. F. Stripling and
i Arno:d Taunton of Cecil,-. La., were
here shopping Thursday.
A baby born at Allenport. Pa., a1
few days ago has such a thin and 1
j transparents skin over its back,
that the movement of its lungs ar.d
tne beating of its heart can be
plainly seen. Otherwise it is nor
| mal.
How’s This?
We offer One Hundred Dollars Ho
ward for any case of Catarrh that
cannot be cured by Hall’s Catarrh
Cure.
F. J. CIIENEY & CO., Toledo, O.
the under: Isned. hr.ve known F. J.
Cheney for tho k..;t 15 years, and believe
lum perfectly honorable ii all busln.. s
transactions and financially ah! - to cany
oat any obligations made by l.is firm. •
NATIONAL BANK OF COHMERCE,
Toledo, O. :
IT Ts Catarrh Cure Is taken internal'--.
a .ny ■ rr—tly up n tho blood and m >
f'o':s :-nrfa< > s of th ■ sy-item. Tosiimonk.’s
f • t t: >■ i‘ri- ■ I.) cents i< r b< it! -. Sold
by r 11 T irri-tyists.
Take Hall's Family Pills for constipation.
I lei! Ni'b I fUl'dly Board.
Fourteen citizens we re present
at. the library Monday night to s --
-ct a new board of directors f t
that institution and the following
were chosen: Miss Carrie Harrell
?^le‘dames W. H. Mogre. L. M. D;
spain and Messrs. C. ”t\ Thompson.
//. H. Wheler and E. L. Ware.
The newly elected board will me !
in the near future and organize by
electing a president and secretary.
Mrs. Sitjihcnson Dead.
Death claimed Mrs. Berthe
Stephenson, wife of Gabriel SB
phenson. at their home just south
if Huttig. at 5 o’clock Thursday
afternoon. October 10. 1912. heart
i failure being the cause. Rev. J.
R. Rushing conducted a funeral
service at the home Friday after
noon and the heartbroken husbard
left Saturday morning for their
former home at Merrill. Wis., with
the remains. The deceas* d has
one son living here. A. C.. and had
inly recently moved to this county.
School r<iir.
Dus to the fact that we are to
have no county fair in October, the
School Fair Committee h is decided
that the Union County School Fair
shall be hold in El Dorado, Arkan
sas. Friday. Nov. 29. 1912.
List of premiums, rules and reg
ulation have been mailed to teach
ers and the same1 rules and regula
tions will be in force except that
1 the t;me is changed and entries for
the different contests must be
made and committee notified by
*irst of November otherwise that
particular contest will be eliminated
The County Should Help.
It is to be hoped that the County
Levying court when it meets on
the 2ord of this month will appro
priate enough money to aid in car
rying on the Farm Demonstration
work in Union county for 1913
under government supervision.
The government is willing to pay
half the cost but will not pay all.
md the following statistics are
conclusive proof of the benefits to
be derived from this work:
In 1911 Union county had 167
acres in cotton demonstration
yielding 747.6 pounds per acre.
1 60 acres in corn made 29.1 bush
els per acre. In that year the av
erage yield for the state was. cot
ton 946.7 pounds and corn 52.9
bushels under Farmers’ Coopera
tive Demonstration Methods. The
general average for the state, ac
cording to the Bureau of Statistics,
was cotton 558 ftunds and corn
20.8 bushels.
Average in United States under
demonstration methods. 1911, was
cotton 1 081.8; corn 53.2. Gener
al average for the United States,
according to the Bureau of Statis
tics, was cotton 624.6 pounds;
corn 23.9 bushels.
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COPYRIGHT 1911
XHf 30JBB5 MLPPJLL COMPANY
Illustrations by YL Barnes
SYNOPSIS,
CHAPTER I—Harding Kent calls on
l-ouise Farrish to propose marriage and
Hrids ihe house in great excitement over
i attempted suicide of her sister Kath
ar'.ne. Kent starts an investigation and
finds that Hugh Crandall. suitor for
Katharine, who had heon forbidden the
house by General Farrish, had talked with
Katharine over the telephone just before
fbe shot herself, A torn piece of yellow
paper is found, at sight of which Gen
eral Farrish is stricken with paralysis.
CHAPTER IT—-Kent discovers that
Crandall has left town hurriedly. An
dn w Elser. an aged banker, commits
suicide about the same time as Katharine
attempted lur life.
CTTAPTFR ITT—A yellow envelop® is
found In Kiser’s room. Pnstoffice Inspec
tor Davis, Kent’s friend, takes up the
case.
CHAPTER TV—Kent Is convfneed that
Crandall Is at the bottom of the mystery.
CH \PTER V Kent nad Davis search
Crandall's room and And an address,
“Dork P >x IT. Ardwav. N J.” Kent
ro,« to Ardway to investigate and be
comes suspicious of a “Henry Cook.”
CHAPTER VT— A woman commits suf
c!do at the Ardway Hotel. A yellow let
ter also figures in this case.
CHAPTER YIT—Kent calls T.guise on
the long distance telephone and finds that
"he had just been called bv Crandall from
the same booth. “Cook” disappears. The
Ardway postmaster Is missing.
t’H\pTER VTTT Inspector Davis ar
rjvos at Ardwav and takes up the Inves
f’gation He discin’* rs that the dead
woman is Sarah Sackett of Pridgeport.
Korns, telephones Kent Imploring him to
drop the investigation.
CHAPTER TX Kent returns to New
York t<t g*-*t an explanation from Denise
H" fin*1s the bodv of a woman in Cen
tral Park and more yellow letters. ITe
(Vnndall. whom he recognizes as
“C''ok,” enter the Farrish home.
CHAPTER X T.onise again Implores
K' nt to dr? p the investigation and re
f’’ves to gh e anv explanation Pater
T'/nt sees Ciandall and Pouise in an an
? oinehile.
CTT\pTER XT Kent returns to Ardwav
Davis announces that he has pj tinned to
•rr* st the rrdscfng postmaster and also
die master criminal.
riiAl'TT'R XTT-WhflA i***
K>p* rnm^s across T,outer finrl
Pr ill/1 til Pnr«-Uf'r1 bv Ttevte thr povtirms
tor inrrm?* off a prrHpirp ami Is U Uteri
j \1rrk Tonne, thr mnstor criminal. I?* J
j found in a. hnt in a morpbino stupor.
“She’s shot! She’s killed! ” I cried.
, "I shot her!”
“I tell you she has only fainted,” he
cried angrily, ’’llelp me carry her over
there by the window."
Together we lifted her and bone her
gently to the side of the cottage,
where we laid her on the ground. Joy
| surged in my heart as I saw and heard j
that she was still breathing, joy that,
was not even abated when I saw by 1
the window light that my companion ;
was none oilier than Hugh Crandall.
Cut jusl then all other thoughts
were driven out of my head by tho
ioht of a thin str^im of blood trick
ling down the sleeve of Louise's auto
mobile coat.
"I tell you she is shot. See.” I \
cried, all my anguish coming back [
] anew'.
Wi h trembling hands I helped Cran- j
lull cut away her sleeve, dreading all 1
| ;he time to see and knowr the worst.
“It’s only a scratch,” said Crandall, |
j with a sigh of relipf.
Across her rounded arm was a red
| dening gash where the bullet had cut j
its way through the tender flesh. !
While my head told me that Crandall
was right, that it was only a flesh
wound and not. in the least dangerous.
In my heart I still felt Tittle better
than a murderer. Three inches to the
right, and the bullet from my revolver
would have stilled her heart for ever.
She opened her eves and stared at
us In a puzzled way.
"Why, Harding, dear,” she said in
feeble surprise, “are ylou hene—here
wi*h Mr. Crandall?”
For answer I bent and kissed her.
What mattered it if Hugh Crandall
was the criminal? What mattered it
if the chain of mystery was still un
solved? What mattered it if the au
thor of the yellow letters had escaped
from the inspector? Louise lived! She
loved me!
Davis and the constable came run- i
uing up the path, panting from their
base, but empty-handed.
"Is she hurt?” asked Davis aw he
saw the three of us grouped under the 1
window.
“A flesh wound, not at all danger
ous,” Crandall answered, while I knelt j
there caressing Louise's hair and whis
pering softly to her,
“How about you?” asked Davis.
“He didn’t, hit me.” Crandall an
swered with a short laugh. "I tumbled
uve'r the bucket of milk he was carry
ing and dropped when he sas.v me.
Didn’t you get him?"
“lie’s safe,” answered'the injector.
“He ran plump over the edge* of a
. recipice In the dark. We beard the
hud of his body on the rocks below. I
'e must have been install,ly killed, j
' <“11 get the body In the morning. He
:ust have fallen two huncLved
“A good two hundred,’* the eon
table added as DavlB turned to -peer )
u the window of the hut.
. ' And inside there,” said the inspector >
’’t< r a minute’s survey of the interior, i
■s he other one, the ^master crlmdnall
-safe enough for the present.”
hyt" said the cons table, who, had i
L
followed the Inspector's example fn
looking through the window, "why,
that's Aleck Young."
CHAPTER XIII.
The Strange Vigil.
Dawn found Inspector Davis ar.d me
keeping strange vigil in the deserted
cottage. Louise was gone. Crandall
was gone. Constable Dodds was gone.
Only the two Of us were there, and on
a rude couch In the corner. Inert, un
conscious with the death like stupor
V' \
"A Flesh Wound, Not at All Danger
ous,” Crandall Answered.
of the confirmed user of morphine, lav
the wreck of a man whom Davis had
termed file master criminal.
On the inspector's return from his
pursuit of the postmaster h« had at
once assumed the position of director
'Tenoral of the little group at the cot
age. He had decreed that Crandall
hould take Louise back to town in
•he automobile as soon as she was
able to travel.
“After she lias had an hour’s rest
! here,’ he said authoritatively, “hei
nerves will have recovered sufficiently
! It is important that the wound in hei
arm should bo dressed as quickly as
possible. It will he well, too, for her
0 return ns speedily as possible to
;er father and sister. Her continued
bscnoe, if it reaches their ears, will
ipedlossty alarm them both. Von, Mr
’randall, will take her hack in the ma
chine m which you came, of course.”
“Certainly,” said Crandall —over
eagerly, I thought—“hut, if you will
pardon me for asking, who are you?”
For reply Davis handed him his card
.vhich bore his official till**
"But, ’ stammered Crandall, “I don’t
understand you. What are you doing
out here?”
“I’m here,” said the inspector, "I
fancy on the same mission that
brought both you and Kent here—to
find the sender of ttie yellow letters
that ha\«e been menacing the peace
and happiness of the house of Far
rish.”
*
“But,” protested Crandall again,
"how did you know' it was Aleck
Young?”
“So you know him?” said the inspec
tor, with a note of inquiry in his voice.
1 had been taking no part in the con
versation that was carried on.
I was sitting with Louise's head pil
lowed on my knee endeavoring with
my handkerchief to staunch the slight
flow of blood that was still coming
from the bullet wound. I had been
strongly tempted to voice a protest,
when I heard Davis arrange for Lou
ise's return in the automobile with
Crandall, for while Davis seemed to
fhink lie. like ourselves, had been in
pursuit of the criminals, I still be
iieved it was for the purpose of wnrn
ng them instead of capturing them.
Yet, on I lie other hand. 1 knew noth
ing about running a car. It was clear
ly out of the question for me to take
Ixiuise back, much as 1 distrusted
Crandall. Anxiously I waited for his
-.orifession of acquaintance with the
nan In the hut.
"Yes, I knew him—only too well,”
aid Crandall.
“Tell me about him,” said the In
per tor. “But wait—let us carry Miss
'•’arrish Inside the cottage where she
vill be sheltered from (he night air
until you are ready to start.”
“I can walk,” said Louise. “In fact,
r think 1 was more frightened than
hurt.”
1 helped her to her feet and assist
ed her into the cottage, while 1 piled
tome cushions that were lying about
and made her comfortable. The noise
of cur entrance made no impression
on the drug-stupefied man who lay on
the other side of the room, but Davis
and Crandall crossed to where he lay i
and examined him closely.
“He will not wake for several
hours,” said Davis after feeling his
pulse. “Kent and I will stay here un- .
til then. You, Mr. Crandall, will take
Miss Farrlsh home, and you. Dodds, i
as soon as it’s daylight, had better go
foolt for Houser's body."
' I don’t have to look for It,” said
the constable with a shudder. “I know
Just where it is. It’s a long ways
round by the road, though.”
“Talte the buckboard,” said Davis,
“and wdien you reach the body go
through all the pockets carefully and
bring me everything you find. You’d
better not take the body hark to Ard- i
way yet. Is there some place else you
can take it?”
’’Sure,” said Dobbs, ”1 ran take it ;
over to Millervale. It’s just about as i
far in the other dirertion. But. what j
in the land’s sake I’ll tell about it. ,
gets me.”
"That’s easy,” said the inspector j
""You ran explain that you were driv
ing over there and as you came by j
you saw the body lying on the road. |
You can explain that he must have
fallen over the cliff in the dark. By
the time they get through talking
about it and having an inquest over
in Millervale we will have had a
chance to finish any more investigat
ing we want to do. You can start
about dawn.”
“All right,” said the constable, ‘"but
what will I do with them warrants?” (
“Leave them with me. After you
have disposed of Houser’s body you
can stop on yeur way back and we’ll
take this one in with us. Come on
outside, Dodds, and you, too, Crandall.
! want to ask you some questions
about our friend over there. You,
Kent, stay here with Miss Farrish.”
The three of them went out, leaving
Louise and me alone together, a cir
cumstance that I couldn’t doubt that
Davis had planned, realizing that there
was much we would say to each other
Hardly were they out of the door be
fore Louise turned to me, with sun
pliant arms, and cried out, with a sob
in her voice: "Harding, forgive me for
having deceived you.”
“It Is you,” I cried, “you, who must
forgive me for having disobeyed your
wish, for having come out here after
you had asked me not to, for having
almost put a bullet through your dear
heart.”
“You didn't know'—you couldn’t
know that I was here,” site sobbed.
"But how can you ever pardon the lies
I told you?”
“Lies,” I protested “Dear girl, you
never lied to me. Whatever these dear
lips have said. I knew, i always knew
your heart was true.”
“Katharine asked it and I had to
promise her.”
' You moan about Hugh Crandall.”
“Y«s," she breathed. “1 don't know
vet what it is that Is between them.
H's something about—about my fa
ther. Crandall knew it and Katharine
found it out. Whatever it is. they de
termined to keep it secret between
them. Katharine made me promise
'hat I would tell no one. not even you.
She swore me not to reveal to anyone
that 1 had even seen Hugh Crandall. I
had to promise her, you understand,
don't you?”
My answer was a kiss full on her
lips, while my arms went about her
and held her tight to me.
“Of course, dear girl,” I breathed, “I
understand. I understood ail the
while.”
“1 w-as so afraid,” she murmured,
“afraid you would think I was deceiv
ing you, that I didn’t love you.”
As our lips met in a long, sweet, kiss,
a wave of joy swept over me that al!
but obliterated thoughts of the dread
ful yellow letter. I forgot for t3ie mo
ment the drug sodden creature lying
in the corner, not twenty feet away
from us. I knew but one thing. Lou
ise loved me. What mattered , any
I
"Lies," : Protested. “Dear Girl, Your
Never Lied to Me.”
thing:? In the rhapsody that only those
"ho have loved can understand, we
held each other In close embrace in
a delightful silence—It may have twpen
for one minute—it may have been for
ten or twenty. Time for either of us
had lost its power. We were the
world, just we ourselves.
The spell was broken by a slight
twitching of the man across the room.
We came to ourselves with a staa-t as
from a dream. I went over to bis side
and looked at him. He was still dead
to all around him.
“You understand, Harding, dear,
don't you?" said Louise, as I resumed
my place beside her, “why I asked you
to drop your search? As soon as
Katharine became conscious and 1 told
her that you were on the trail of the
yellow letter, she became greatly ex
cited. She insisted that 1 should make
you withdraw at once. She was deter
mined to know all about what you had
done, and I told her of your being here
In Ardway. She, weak and ill as she
was, made me swear that 1 would re
call you by telephone. She wanted
me to telephone to Hugh Crandall, too.
but I did not know how to reach him
! had to promise her everything she
asked.”
“Of course you did,” I said. " But,
dear, I lovetl you so that I could not
rest while this teriible mystery that
hung over your dear ones was un
solved. 1 felt that it was my duty to
disregard your wish. I realized that
you were being compelled by some in
fluence you could not withstand to act
as you did. V’ou are not angry wi h
me, are you, dearest ?’’
“Of course I’m not,” she said v/ifh
a wan smile, patting my hand gently
“Hut tell me,” 1 asked, “what of
Hugh Crandall? What Is bis connec
tion with this dreadful mystery?’
“I don’t know,” she answered
thoughtfully.
“I have thought all along that be
had something to do with it, and you
saw just now that he admitted know
ing tills man here whom the inspector
insists is at the root of everything.”
“Katharine trusts him, yet I know
my father for some reason forbade
him the house.”
“I'm sure he is guilty,” I cried.
“Katharine’s eyes have been blinded
by love to his real character.”
"1 think you must be mistaken,”
said Louise. “He knows about the ex
istence of a paper that gave some
man a strange hold on my father.
Katharine knew of it, too. He may
have told her. She insisted on my ac
companying him out here to try to
help recover it.”
"Didn’t lie tell you about It on the
way out?”
“No. I asked him what it was. He
told me that too many people knew
its contents now. The more I think
about it the more perplexed I am
about the mysterious manner in which
both he and Katharine acted about
this document.”
“Tell me everything,” I insisted, all
my suspicion ugainst Crandall return
ing anew.
“To begin with, he insisted on our
leaving the chauffeur in Newark,
though it had been my intention to
have him come with us. Crandill
would sot hear of It. ‘Katharine put
you in my charge,' he said, ‘and it !s
her wish as well aR my own that '.e
take every precaution for secrecy It
is better that only you and I go on
this mission. We want no servant
gossiping about this mat’er. ‘But
where are we going, and why? I
asked him. ‘Surely I have a right ;o
know that. ‘We are going to try ;o
recover from the hands of the wicked
est blackguard on earth a certain
document thai has come into his pos
session. it is a question whether or
not we shall succeed. If we do, I
shall put this document in your hands
and you must promise that It shall not
go out of your possession until you
have placed it in your sister’s hands.
1 ou must promise nte, too, that you
will ask no questions about it and that
you will not read It. When Katharine
has seen it, do with it whatever she
tells you. She probably will say that
you are to burn it without reading.1
“Can’t you see, Harding, what a
dilemma I was in? 1 felt that what
Mr. Crandall asked me to do was Katl
arine’s wish. They had talked toget
er for nearly half an hour just hi
fore you came to the house. I had t>
promise 'Vhat he asked, though I pr
tested first. It seemed to me that c;
rving back the document to Kafhari
would excite her and retard her i
covery, and I told him so."
“‘The sight of that document sa”
in her own hands will do more to cut
her speedily than all the doctors i?
the world,’ he answered.”
“Did he mean the yellow letter?” 1
queried.
“I don’t know. I asked him If that
wns what he meant and he would not
answer me. The only thing he did
tell me was that there had been
strange developments In the case
since he had undertaken to get this
paper for Katharine. They seemed to
puzzle him greatly. He said that some
thing with which he had nothing to
do had alarmed the man we were go
ing to see and that he had disappeared,
.gone Into hiding.”
“‘How will we find him?’ I asked.
‘"He is as anxious to see me as he
is not to see some one else,’ Crandall
told me. ‘He wrote me plain directions
how to reach a place he calls the de
served cottage, and made an appoint
ment .there for nine o’clock tonight.’"
As I listened to Louise’s story I did
not know what to think about Cran
dall’s part in the affair. It seemed now
that he h»vd been acting in Katharine's
behalf, though this did not explain his
acquaintance and relations with the
man he had called Aleck Young.
“Why,” I asked Louise, “do you
suppose that he and Katharine insist
ed on you coming out here? Why
could not Cnuidall himself have recov
ered the document and restored It to
Katharine?”
"I asked him that, lie told me that
Hie man who held it had made the
condition that It should be received hy
either my father or Katharine Ihey
did not wish it known that m.v fa —
what had happened, and as they were
<ertain fhis man knew net'her Kaih
arine nor me. I was to go with him
and impersonate my sister.”
“Did you get the document?"
“No, we failed.” said Louise, “and I
do rot know what in the world I am ro
iell Katharine. We came out here in
fhe afternoon. Crandall thought it
advisable to find the place by day
light. We ran the automobile up the
iane that leads to (his place and crept
through the thicket until we came in
sigta! of the cottage. There were two
men moving about In the cottage.
Young and another man whom Mr.
Crandall told me waB the postmaster
at Ardway. He seemed surprised at
the poeisenee of the postmaster. We
watchnrf for half an hour and then
took the automobile back to a little
hotel al iout three miles away from Ard
wny. Jfor some reason, Mr. Crandall
did naC want to stop in Ardway.”
(T o Be Continued Next Week.)