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DAILY CAPITA! JOURNAL, BALES!, OREGON, TUESDAY, MAY 0, 1010.
IIAIl.V DA PITA I, JOURNAL,
Through
The Wall
By CLEVELAND MOFFETT
Copyright, 1909. by
a Co.
D. Appletsn
Bynopsis f Previous Clinptcrs.
Paul Coquonil, famous French de
tective, meets a mysterious young
slrl selling candles In Notro Dame
cathedral. Tho girl, Alice, loves an
American, Lloyd KIttredgo. Co
quonil belloves a great crime Is
about to be committed, and present.
ly it occurs. Ho has a strange pro
sentiment of danger. A man is
"found murdered in a restaurant. He
1s recognized as Mar; Inez, well
known throughout all Paris as a bil
liard player.
.Lloyd KIttredgo Is suspected of
having murdered the billiard player.
He is arrested at Alice's homo and
put In prison.
CoquonJl starts to solve the case.
Ho dlscoveres tho identity of a wo
man .known to havo been with Mar
tinez when murdered.
The murderer's pistol is found,
Coquonil puts his dog Caesar on the
trail and Interviows M. Grltz, pro
prietor of the restaurant, where the
crime had taken place. Coquenll
discovers two auger holes in the
wall in the privato dining room
whoro Martinez was klllcdi They
lead into another privato dining
room, which ho visits.
Ho shows Papa Tignol that the
hullot camo through one of the
holes. A mysterious stranger over
powers Coquonil and robs him of a
valuable clew ho had got.
CHAPTER IX.
BY SPECIAL ORDER.
iuikju imssuu a uigiii oi suncr-
lng and sleeplessness after
r her lover's arrest. The next
' day Mother Bouneton brought
beforo her a ludy of striking beau
ty, who wanted to see the towers
of tho ancient euthcdrnl. When uloue
"With her Alice was amazed to hear
her visitor-speak of knowing Lloyd
Kittredge, and she learned tbut the
woman in some mysterious way was
connected with the shocking murder
of Martinez. That the strange visitor
had come to further some purpose as
sociated with KIttredgo became evi
dent to Alice, whose 'amazement grew
apace., for. In addition, the woman
seemed to know considerable about M.
Coquenll.
. Finally tho I visitor said: "You must
go to M. Coquenll at once. Tell the
old sacristan 1 havo scut you on an
errand for 20 francs."
Alice smiled faintly. "I can manage
that. But what shall 1 say to M.
Paul?"
The woman drew forth a roll of 100
franc notes and handed them to Alice.
"Speak to him about getting a good
lawyer for tho prisoner aud the mon
ey; I will send more if necessary. Tell
him what has happened between us
and then put yourself in his hands,
Do whatever he thinks best. There
is one thing I want M. Kittredge to
be told I wish you would write It
down so as to make no mistake, nero
Is a pencil, and here is a piece of
paper." With nervous haste she tore
a page from a little memorandum
book and dictated a message to the
American prisoner in the conclorgerle,
which Alice took down carefully.
It wns not until after vespers that
Alice was able to leave N'otre Dame
and start for the Villa Montmorency.
Left alone In Coquenil's study by a
servant to nwait his coming, Alice
glanced in surprise about this strange
ro6m. She saw a photograph of Cae
ser and his master on the wall 'and
went nearer to look 'at It. Then she
noticed his collection of plaster hands
nnd was Just bending over It when
Coquenll entered. She turned with a
start.
"I I beg your pardon," she mnr-
mured.
"Are you interested in my plaster
casts?" ho asked pleasantly.
"I wns looking at this hand." replied
the girl. "I lmve seen one like it."
Coquenll 6hook his head good nn
turwlly. "That Is very Improbable."
Alice looked closer. "Ob, but I have,"
she Insisted.
"You menu in a museum?"
"No. no; In life."
"You have seen a hand with a little
finger iis loug as this one?"
"Yes; it's as long aH the third finger
and Hiunre at the end I've ofteu no
ticed it "
"Then you have seen something very
uucouiuum. luadcmoixolle. That is the ,
most remarkable hand In my collec
tion It Is the hand of a mail who
lived nearly 200 yearn nga He was
oue of the givnteat criminals the world
lias over known.'
The detective's curiosity wns arous
1. "Would you mind telling me the
, name of the person of course It's
man who has this hand?"
"Yes." said Alice, "it's a man. but 1
should not like to give his name after
what you have told me."
. "A man that you like?"
"Wby-er why. yes. I like blm."
But the dotective noticed n strange look
In her eye. Ho changed the subject.
"You'll have a cup of toft with me.
won't you? Then wo can talk com
' fortably. You haven't told mo your"
name."
"My name la Alice Groeuer. My
family lived in Belgium, but I have
qnly a cousin loft He la a woodcar
ver In Brussels. Ho would pay niy
board with the Bonuetons, but I don't
want to bo a burden, so I 'work at tho
church."
Tho girl was seated in tho full light,
nnd us they talked Coquenll observed
her attentively, noting the plensant
tones of her voice nnd the charming
lights in her eyes, studying her with a
personal as well as a professional in
terest, for was 'not this the young wo
man who bad so suddenly nnd so unac
countably influenced his life?
"Would you mind telling mo some
thing, mademoiselle?" he said sud
denly. "W.nnt is it?"
"I'm asking this In tho interest of" M.
Kittredge. Tell me If you know any
thing about this, crime of which ho is
accused. Do you know who was mur
dered?" Alice shook her head blankly. "How
could I? No one has told me."
"It waB a man named Martinez."
Sho started at tho word. "What
the billiard player?" sho cried.
"Did you know him?"
"Oh, yes; very well."
Now it was Coquenil's turn to feel
surprise.
"You knew Martinez very well?"
"I often . saw him," sho explained,
"at tho cafe where we went evenings."
"Who were we?' "
"Why, Papa Bonneton would take
me, or my cousin, M. Grocner, or M.
Kittredge."
"Then M, KIttredgo knew Marti
nez?"
"Of course, no used to go to seo
him play billiards."
"Were Kittredge and Martinez good
friends?"
"Oh, yes."
"Never had any qunrrcl?"
"Why cr too," sho replied in somo
confusion.
"I don't want to distress you, made
moiselle." said Coquenll gravely, "but
aren't you keeping something back?"
'No. no," she Insisted. "I Just
thought of of a littlo thing that made
me unhappy, but it has nothing to do'
with this ensc. You believe me, don't
you?"
"Of course I believe you," he smiled.
"Now I am going to give you some of
this tea. I'm afraid It's getting. cold.
Now we'll settle down comfortably,
and you can tell me what brought you
here tell me all about it."
So Alice began and told him about
the mysterious lady.
"This Is very important," ho said
gravely. "What a pity you couldn't
get her name!" He reflected that for
the second time this woman had es
caped him.
"Does sho speak with an accent?"
he nsked.
"She speaks fluently, like a foreigner
who hns llyed a long tlmo In Paris,
but sho has a slight accent."
"Ah! Now give me her message
again. Are you sure you remember it
exactly?"
"Quito sure. Besides, she made mo
write it down so as not to miss a
word. Here It is." and, producing the
torn page, she read: 'Tell M. KIttredgo
that the lady who called for him in
the carriage knows now that the per
son she thought guilty last night Is
not guilty. She knows this absolute
ly, so she will be able to appear and
testify In fnvor of M. Kittredge If it
becomes necessary. But she hopes it
will not be necessary. She begs M.
Kittredge to use this money for a
gorod lawyer."
"She didn't say who this person is
that she thought guilty last night?"
"No."
"Did she say why she thought him
guilty or what changed her mind?
Did she drop any hint? Try to re
member "
Alice shook her head negatively.
"What can wo do?" murmured Alice,
twining her lingers pitcously.
"We must get at the truth; wo must
(Intf this woman who camo to see you.
Tho quickest way to do that Is through
KIttredgo himself, no knows all about
her. if we can make him speak.' So
far he has refused to say a word, but
there Is one person who ought to un
seal his Hps that Is tho girl he loves."
'.'Oh. yes," exclaimed Alice, her face
lighting with new hope. "I think I
could, I am sure I could, only will
they let me see him?"
"That la tho point It is agair-st
tho prison rule for a person au fc-eret
to seo any ono except his lawyer, but
I know the director of the Santo prls
ou, and I thluk"
Alice shivered at the word. "Yes."
sho murmured, "and what were you
saying?"
"I say that I know the director of
the Snnte. and I think. If 1 send you
to him with a strong note, he will
make an exception I think so."
Coquenll sat down and quickly ad
dressed an urgent appeal to M. Dedet,
director of the Sante. asking him to
grant the bearer a request and assur
ing him that by so doing in- would
confer upon Paul Coquenll a deeply
appreciated favor,
"There," ho said, handing h"r the
note. "Now llston. You are t tind
out certain tilings from your lover '1
can't tell you how to And them out-
that Is your affair but you must do it.
You must find them out even if he
doesn't wish to tell you. His safety
aud your happiness may depend on It
You now write down what 1 must
know. Then I want to know nbout
tho lady's husband. Is be dark or
fair, tall or short? Does Kittredge
know him? Hus be ever had words
with him or any trouble? Got that'""
Yos."
"Then do you know whether M
Kittredge plays tennis?"
Alice looked up In' surprise. "Why.
yos. he dous. I remember hearing him
say he likes It hotter than golf."
"Ah! Now I want to know if M Kit
tredge uses both linnds In playing ten
nis or only the one hand. And I want
to know which Iwnd be usos chlefly
tlwt 1. the rtuhf or the left?"
"Why do you want to know thru?" In
quired Alice, Willi a wunjau's curiosity.
"Nvr iniml wty; Jiwt ivtnewbor
It's IniiKHiapt. Another tblu Is to
ask M. Klttradjw about a i-bent of
drawer In hi room at the Hotel da
Lira user. It U a pl of old iml..
ruiUer worm mi'. but It lus good
brji;ci fur th drj-wi ii.imiic. t
dogs fighting on either sldo of tho lock
plates."
Alice listened in astonishment "1
didn't suppose you knew, where M
kittredge lived."
"Nor did I until this morning," he
smiled. "Since then I well, as my
friend Glbclln says, I haven't wasted
my timo."
"Your friend Glbelln?" Repented A!
ice, not understanding.
Coquenll smiled grimly. "He la an
amiable person for whom I am prepar
ing n a littlo surprise."
"Obi And what about tho chest of
drawers?"
"It's about ono particular drawer,
tho small upper ono on the right hand
side. Better -write that down."
"Tho smnll upper drawer on the
right hand side," repented Alice.
"I find that M. Kittredge always
kept this drawer locked. Ho seems to
bo a methodical person, and I want to
know if be iremcmbers opening it a
few days ago and finding it unlocked.
,nnvo you got that?"
cs."
"Good! Oh, one thing more. Find
out if M. KIttredgo ever suffers from
rheumatism or gout"
Tho girl smiled. "Of course ho docs
not. Ho is only twenty-eight."
"Please do not tako this lightly,
mademoiselle," tho detective cbldcd
gently. "It is perhaps tho most im
portant point of all. His rcleaso from
prison may depend on it"
It was after 0 when Alice left tho
circular railway at tho Montrougo sta
tlon. She came to nn open place where
she recognized Bartholdl's famous Bel
fort lion. Then sho know her way,
and, hurrying along tho Boulevard
Arago, she camo presently to the
gloomy mass of the Sante prison,
which, with its diverging wings nnd
galleries, spreads out llko a great gray
spider in the triangular spaco between
the Rue Humboldt, the Ruo do la
Sante and the Boulevard Arago.
No sooner had the guard heard that
she came with a note from M. Paul
Coquenll than he showed her politely
to a small waiting room. A door open
ed, nnd a hard faced, low browed man
of heavy build bowed to her with a
crooked, sinister smile and motioned
her into his prlvnto office. It was M.
Dedet, tho chief jailer.
Sho wanted to speak with the Amer-i
lean, M. Kittredge. who had been sent
here tho night before-she wanted to
speak with blm alone.
The Jailer snapped his teeth and nar
rowed his brows In a hard stare. "Did
Paul Coquenll send you hero for that?"
ho questioned. x
"Yes, sir," answered tho girl, and
her heart began (o sink. "You see. it's
a very special case and"
"Special case," laughed tho other
harshly. "1 should say so. It's a
case of murder."
"But he Is innocent, perfectly inno
cent," pleaded Alice.
'Of course, but If 1 let every mur
derer" who says he's innocent see his
sweetheart well, this would bo a fine
prison.' No, qp, little one." he went on,
with offensive famlllnrty, "I am sorry
to disappoint you, and I hate to refuse
M. Paul, but It can't be done. This man
is au secret, which means that he must
not see any one except his lawyer."
Alice did uot move. She had been
sitting by a table ou which a large
sheet of pink blotting paper was spread
before writing materials. And as she
listciied to the director's rough words
she took up a pencil and twisted it
nervously lu her Angers. Then, with
Increasing agltatlou as sho realized
that her effort for Lloyd bad tailed,
she began without thinking to make
little marks ou the blotter and then a
written scrawl all with a singular
fixed look In her eyes.
"You'll have to excuse me," said the
Jailer gruflly.
Alice ptarted to her feet. "I I beg
your pardon." she Eaid weakly.
Her distress was so evident that
even this calloused man felt a thrill of
pity and stepped forward to assist ber.
And as he passed the table his eye
fell on the blotting paper.
"Why. what Is this?" he exclaimed,
eying her sharply.
"Oh. excuse me. sir." begged Alice,
"I have spoiled your nice blotter. I
am so sorry r'
"Never mind the blotter, but" Ho
bent closer over the scrawled words,
and then, with a troubled look, "Did
you write this?"
"Why er-why ye?, sir, I'm afraid
I did," she stammered.
"Don't you know you did?"
"1 I wasn't thinking," sho pleaded
In fright
He went to his desk, picked up a
printed form, filled it out quickly and
handed it to her.
"Thorp." hi said, and bis voice was
"DID Ton WIUTK THIS?'
almost gentle, "I guess 1 don't quite
undjejBtgM fllioujt tMS thing."
Alice looked at the paper blankly.
"But what is It?" sho asked.
"It's what you asked for a permit
to soo this American prisoner, by spe
cial order.
CHAPTER X.
IXOTD AND ALICE.
mHB Sunday morning servlco was
Just ending when Kittredge
reached the Santo prison, and
ho got bis first impressions of
tho place as bo listened to resounding
Gregorian tones chanted, or, rather,
shouted, by tiers on tiers of prisoners,
each joining In tho unison with full
lung power through cell doors chained
ajar. Lloyd settled down as comfort
ably as might be in his cell to pass tho
afternoon over "Tho Last of tho Mo
hicans." Scarcely had Lloyd finished a single
chapter when ono of tho guards ap
peared with as much of surprise on his
stolid countenanco as an overworked
underjallcr can show, for-an unprece
dented thing had happened a prisoner
au secret was to receive a visitor, a
young woman at that Moreover, be
was to see her in the privato parlor,
with not even the customary barrier
or iron bars to separate them. When
Kittredge crossed tho threshold ho
started back with a cry of amazement
"Alice!" he gasped, and his face light
ed with transfiguring Joy. It was a
baro room, with bare floors and baro
yellow painted walls, tho only furnish
ings being two cane chairs and a cheap
table, but to KIttredgo It was a mar
velous and radiantly happy place, for
Alice was there. He stared at her
almost unbelieving, but it was true.
By somo kind miracle Alice his Alice
was there!
Then, without any prelude, without
so much us asking for nn explanation
or giving ber time to make one, Lloyd
sprang forward and caught tho trem
bling girl In his arms and drew her'
close to him.
"You darling." he whispered "you
brave, beautiful darling! I love you!
I lovo you!','
"Lloyd, dear," she said, "I am here
to help you, to get you out of this
dreadful place."
"You littlo angel!" he smiled,
"But first you must answer some '
questions. I'll begin with the easiest
question." sho said. "Now, then, havo
you ever had gout or rheumatism?
Don't laugh It's important"
"Never.!' ho answered.
"Do you play tennis with your right
hand or your left hand?"
'Oh, see here," he protested.
'No, no," she Insisted, "you must
tell me."
"I use both hands,"; be answered.
"Now, you have, a (thest of drawers
In your room with two brass dogs
lighting about the lock plates?"
"How tho devil did you know that?"
"Never mind. You usually keep tho
right hand upper drawer locked, don't
you ?"
"That's true."
"Do you remember going to this
drawer any time lately and finding it
unlocked?"
"No, 1 don't."
Alice hesitated, and then, with a
flush of embarrassment she went on
bravely. "Now, Lloyd, I como to tho
hardest part."
"Well?"
"It's nbout the lady who who called
for you. She wants to help you. I
havo seen her.
"What?"
"Yes. and. LIcyd. sho is sorry for the
harm she has done and"
"You havo seen her?" he cried, daz
ed. "How?'!
Then, in ns few words as possible,
Alice told of her talk with the lady
at the church. "And I have this mes
sage for you from her and aud this."
She handed him tho note and the
folded banknotes.
Lloyd's face clouded. "She sent mc
money?" His lips grew white. "No.
no." he declared. "It's quite impossible.
1 cannot tako it," aud ho handed the
money back.
She thrilled with pride in him.
"But tho lawyer?" weakly.
"Would you want me to owo my
safety to her?"
"Oh. no." she murmured.
"Besides, they havo given mo a law;
ycr."
"Then then what shall I do with
these?" Sho looked at tho banknotes
in perplexity.
"Return them."
"Ah. yes," she agreed. "I will go to
her apartment In the morning. Let me
see, it's on tho Avenue Where did 1
put her address?" And she went
through tho form, of searching in ber
pocketbook.
The Avenuo Kleber," unsuspecting
'Of course, the Avenue Kleber
Where is that card? I've forgotteu the
number too. Do you remember it.
dear?"
Poor child! She tried so hard to
speak naturally, but her emotion be
trayed ber.
"Ah. I see!" ho cried, eying hor
steadily. "She did not give you hor ud
dress and you are trying to get It from
me. Do you even know her name?"
"No." confosged Alice shamefacedly
"Forgive me. I I wantsd to help
you."
"By making mo do n dishonorable
thing?"
"Don't look at mo like that I would
not havo you do a dishouorablo'thlny.
but"
"Who told you to ask me these ques
tions '"
"M. Coquonil."
What! The detective?"
"Yos. He believes you Innocent.
Lloyd, und he's going to prove it"
"I hope be does, but tell him to
leave this woman alone." Nothing
would prevail ou the young man to re
veal the woman's name.
The guard came forward to warn
thorn that the time whh nearly up:
they had three minutes mora
"Ail right," nodded Lloyd, nnd as be
turned to Alice she saw twu In hi
eyes. "It's tough, but iwver mind
You've made n man of ice. little one.
and I'll prove it. I uwd to have a sort
of religion, and then I lost it, aud now
I've got it n:'aln-H new religion and a
new cm(1 H'a short unit cjf toij.
but it's all I need, nnd it's going fo
keep mo game through this whole rot
ten business. Want to hear my creed?
You know It alrcady.'darling, for you
taught it to mc. Hero It is: 'I believe
In Alice,' Thnt's all; that's enough
Let mo kiss you."
"Lloyd." she" whispered ns ho bent
toward her, "can't you trust me with
that woman'B wmor
He drew back and looked at her half
reproachfully, and her cheeks flushed.
She would not have him think that she
could bargain for her lips, and, throw
ing her arms about him, she murmur
ed; "Kiss me; kiss me us much as, you
like. 1 am yours, yourd."
Tho guard's gruff voice camo be
tween them.
"One moment" KIttredgo said, and
then to the clinging girl, "Why do you
ask. that woman's name when you
know It already?"
Wild eyed sho faced him and shook
her head. "1 don't know her name. I
don't waut to know it"
"You don't kuow her nnme?" he re-
peatrd. and even in the tumult of thcit
last farewell her frank and honest
denial lingered In his mind.
She did not know tho woman'B nnmel
Back In his lonely cell KIttredgo pon
dercd this, nnd, reaching for bis little
volume of De MuSset. his treasured
pocket companion that the Jailer had
let him keep, he opened it at tho fly
leaves. She did not know this worn
an's name! And wonderingly he read
on the white page tho words and tho
name written by Alice herself, scrawl
lngly, but distinctly, the day" beforo In,
tho garden of Notro Dame.
Coquenll was neither surprised nor
disappointed at the meager results of
Alice's visit to the prison. It bad not
been entirely vain since he had learned
that KIttredgo might havo used, his
left hand in firing a pistol and that
ho did not suffer with gout or rheuma
tism. This last point was of extreme
importance.
And tho detective was speedily put
in excellent humor by news awaiting
him at tho Palais de Justlco Monday
morning that the man sent to London
to trace the burned photograph and
tho five pound notes had already mot
with success and had telegraphed that
the notes In questlou had been Issued
to Addison Wllm tt, tvhoso bankers
were Muuroe & Co.. Rue Scribe.
Quick inquiries revealed the fact that
Addison Wilmott wns a well known
New Yorker living In Paris, a man of
leisure. He and his dashing wife
lived in a privato hotel on tho Avonue
Kleber, where they led a gay exist
ence in the smartest and most spec
tacular circle of the American colony.
no was dull, good natured and a
little fat She was a beautiful woman,
with extraordinary charm and a lithe.
girlish figure. lie was supposed to
kick up bis heels lu a quiet way. while
she did tho things brilliantly nnd hop;
the wheels of American colony gossip
busy enough, .nnywny turning nnd
spinning until they groaned in utter
wearlnes?.
Such wns tho information M. Paul
had been able to gather from swift
and special police sources' when lie
presented himself at the Wilmott botol
about luncheon tlmo on Monday. Ad
dison was Just starting with some
friends for a run down to Fontaine
bleau in his new Panhard, and ho lis
tened Impatleii'Jy to Coquenil's ex
planation that ho had como lu regard
to somo English banknotes recently
paid to Mr. Wilmott and possibly clev
er forgeries.
"Really!" oxclaimed Addison.
Coquonil hoped that Mr. Wilmott
would give him the notes in question
in exchange for genuine ones, This
would help tho Investigation.
"Of course, my dear sir," said the
American, "but I huven t tho notes
They were spent long ago,"
"You remember whom you paid them
to?" questioned the detective.
"I didn't pay them to nny one," re
plied Wilmott. "1 gave them to my
wife."
'Ah!" said Coquenll. and presently
be took bis departure with polite as
surances, whereupon the unsuspecting
Addison tooted away complacently foi
Fontalnobleau.
It wus uow about 2 o'clock, and the
next three hours M, Paul spent with
his sources of Information studying
the career of Pussy Wilmott from spe
cial points -of view In preparation for
a call upon the lady.
He discovered two significant things
first that, whatever her actual con
duct, Mrs. Wilmott had iiovcr openly
compromised herself.
As offsetting this, however, Coquenll
secured information that couuected
Mrs. Wilmott directly with Martinez.
It appeared that, among her other ex
citements, Pussy wus passionately
fond of gambling. She was known to
have won aud lost largo sums at
Monte Carlo, and she was a regular
follower of the fashionable races lu
Purls. She had also beeu seen at the
Olympln billiard academy, uenr the
Grand hotel, where Martinez and
other experts played regularly before
eager audiences, among whom betting
ou the games was the groat attraction.
"He used to talk about this lady,"
said ono of the markers; "he called
her the 'hollo Amorlcuino,' but I urn
sure ho did uot know hor real name."
With so much in mind Coquonil
started up the Champs Klyscos about
5 o'clock.
(To bo Continued.)'
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UU V. BALDWIN. Aft,
iTt't" 3 ft"' "'" A
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Take . efhrr Itnj at yor V
Think of Last Summer
You can remember days when the heat inside your
kitchen was so great you could hardly bear it. With the
right stove you would have made a better hostess. Save
your health. Don't put up with the drudgery of a coal
range. You can have a clean, cool, pleasant kitchen. The
New "PerSet ion
Oil Cook-stove
CastloturyKole: Be sure
you get this stove see
that the name-plate
reads "New Perfection."
una auracuve.
Made with 1,2 and 3 burners: the I and 3-burner stoves can be had with or without
Cabinet,
Krery dealer erer jirhere. If not at yours, will forXiex-rlpUre Clroular to t he nearest agency ot Ui
Standard Oil Company
(incorporated)
pme. people ride
nd some in
A
Jife is ful of mixed desires,
then what you most admire.
Jy choice remains the norse.
iftUt when in searc hot pure delight.
i
ffervescent, clear and bright
veryone can read the cheer -
El
R
ight in these
I Salem Fence Works I
Headquarters for Woven Wiro
Fencing, Hop Wire, Darb Wire,
Poultry notting, Shingles, Mal
thold Uooflng, P. & D. Roady
Hoofing, Screen Doors n d Ad
justable Window Scroons.
CMS D. MULLIGAN
zou court street, mono iz 31
mm
1 1
1 1 1
1 5000 ROLLS
x-
mmn
i 11 11
I ALL NEW 1910 PATTERNS !
The above shipment just received, They are all of the
latest and most beautiful designs, no two patterns alike
Prices, the roll, from 1 0c
$ Up to the very finest and high
W. J. PORTER
Successor to Kennedy & Porter
130 N, Liberty Street, ' Phonfr486
Everything in Paints and Supplies, i
does away with all drudgery of
cooking. Why should you be a
slave to a coal range when you
can have an Oil Cook-Stove that is
cheaper than coal, cleaner than coal,
doesn't "smell," doesn't smoke, lights
instantly, can bo put out instantly, leaves
no ashes, and doesn't heat (he kitchen.
With one of these stoves you can boil,
bake or roast the most elaborate dinner.
You can change from a slow to a quick
fire, or the other way about, by simply
turning a wick. Apply a match, and in
stantly the heat from an intente blue
flame shoots upward through the tar-quofoe-blue
enamel chimneys tp the
bottom of pot, kettle or pven -but no
where else. The stove has every conve
nience that can be thought of: Cabinet
Top with shelf for keeping fdod" and
dishes hot, drop shelves to hold coffee
or teapots, towel rack; In fact every
convenience possible.
The nickel finish, with the bright blue of
the chlmntyi, makes the stove ornameet&l
the bicycle.
autos course,
printed verses hero .
WHITE HOUSE
RESTAURANT
Salem's most popular res
taurant, 362 State street. We
never close, open all night.
Wm. McGilchrlst & Sons
YOU NEEDN'T BK AFRAID
1 1
That wo will upset your house when
we como to do tho plumbing work
you want done. Wo don't rip up 'the
floors or battor down walls Just to
make tho Job look like a big one. We
mnko as littlo "rauBS ' ns possible, do
our work quickly nnd get ttway aa
soon as wo can. Think you'd like
that kind of plumbing?
GRABER BROS.
Telephone Main 550.
WALL PAPER
priced,

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