The Wahpeton times. [volume], February 02, 1911, Image 8

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"They shall no mor*
Heart
Throbs
By IZOLA FORRESTER
"There's some mistake," said Bax
ter, but he did not hand back the tel
Mram.
Jlmmle. curly-haired Jlmmle, prince
pt
the "bells" at the Carlton, waited
(or Mr. Baxter to satisfy his curiosity
to Its utmost.
Baxter read the brief message
^galn. It was delicious in its brevity
and succinct humor.
"Prautes Baxter,
"Th« Carlton,
"Lost Beach, N. J.
"Will you marry me? "H. T."
Then suddenly the wrath of Mr.
•Francis Baxter soared for prey, over
coming his sense of humor. He had
japened a telegram that did not be
long to him. It was a peculiarly per
sonal message. He had a well formed
Mea that the true owner would be
Clancing about for a proper party on
jprhoin to dispose her own wrath, pres
ently.
"Say, Jlmmie, what do you mean by
bringing me this thing?" he roared
put. "Can't you read? Frances. Look
there?"
Jlminie glanced imperturbably at
jthe superscription oh the torn envel
ope.
"You opened the envelope after
you'd seen that, didn't you?" he in
quired nonchalantly. "1 didn't notice.
Mlbs says to give It to you. Blow
fetal up, not me."
Mr. Baxter chocked his inclinations
|to impart penitence to the stout, dap
jper little figure beside him. He hand
ed back the envelope, also the mea
also
juge, also a $2 bill, and kept his eyes
upon those of Jimruie.
I "Jlmuile, would it be possible to
have a new envelope placed on that,
Bfore this .Miss Baxter sees it?" be
eked.
"Sure, I .can fix it," retorted Jlm
mie. Affably.
"And, say. Jlmmie, it's queer about
the name, you know. Id like to know,
Just out ol" curiosity, who she is."
Jimmiu ntvi.tr smiled, lie had been
at the
Carlton
through three seasons
now.
"Sure," lie made answer. "After din
ner, tell Nibs you want to send me
on a message, see? Then I can come
up to your room."
:,
Until after dinner, life was a
squeezed orange for Mr. Baxter, a
jrapid, novelty shorn void of medioc-
He scanned the dining-room for
pew faces. It was the same old crowd.
rambled out around the rotunda
office, and carelessly looked at the
Register. There was no Frances Bax
ter written on its last few pages.
VJ^lbs," as the bells called the clerk,
jwae beyond trifling with. He was the
•on and heir of the wealthy widow
jfcrho owned the Carlton, and h« up
held the exclusiveness of the place to
degree most annoying.
"H. T., H.
T.,"
:The
mused Baxter, after
pie had retired to bis room, and rang
up the office for Jlmmie to go on an
prr&nd. "Didn't dare to aign his
name. Didn't dare to show up, and
Mk her to her face. Had to telegraph.
wary dog."
Jlmmie tapped at the door.
1
"Well?" demanded Baxter, as soon
ail
the door closed. "Did you—"
1 "Quest of Mr. Atterbury's," said
Jlmmie glibly. "It was sent here by
Mistake."
I "Did you see her?"
"Sure," said Jlmmie. "Nibs sent
alio over with it. She's all right, Mr.
Baxter, all to the good. Swell looker,
kinder blonde, and—"
"Did you see her when she opened
the telegram?"
Waan't I standing right
"Sure.
there?"
"Kre—was
aria?"
tkare any answer, Jim-
Jlmmle squinted reflectively.
"J forget," hef said hopelessly.
Baxter did abt smile. He
over another dollar.
"Pleas* know," he remarked,
"She *trsd back, 'Doubtful. Am
writing.'"
"Huh!" said Baxter.
"It's the novelty of the thing," he
Assured himself fcter, as he hurriedly
crowd the beach walk towards the
Atterbury cottage. Hfe suddenly had
recalled a pressing engagement* with
8*1 Atterbury, rouncestfcopr oftl*
House. Mai would bafeM£ vfeKsr^
bo would eomprebend pefHwii^ th*
imtareat—Vhloh the situation held for
r„
"They Shall Ho Jlore Co Out
bo ow."
No chariot wheel rolls from those, gate*
No bridled steed Impatient Mends,
No stately caravans mov forth.
To rrnsr through silent desert lands,
No swelling sail, no dropping oar,
Rejoli'n! Tliey shall go out no more.
—Kate Tucker Qoode.
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Who ipMk earth's-farewell thmtlh ftar,
taan,
Who ae« your chertahed onM go forth.
And com* not back through weary years
There le a place—there la a ehore.
From whloh they shall (v out no more.
"They shall no more go. out.' O ye
Whose friends have journeyed farther
yet—
Whose toyed will not return again
For all your pleading and regret ...
They wait you at ih" sheltered door
From which they shall go out no" more.'
one of discerning mind. What man
could resist the chance of looking at
a girl who would call forth such a
hasty, helpless, love-struck telegram
as that sent by H. T.?"
It appeared that Mr. Atterbury was
not In. He was walking along the
shore with Mlfs Baxter, to show her
the moonlight effect on the
Rocks. No, he had not
to the hotel he marveled.
Baxter said It would. He scanned
the message. ,v'\
"Mr. II. T.,
"Care The Grang^ v'
"Woodsmere, N.
^vt v, jij
'(/p#tyy
Rhino
speoifled
when
he would return. Mr. Baxter said he
would not
wait
As he walked
back
Old Hal
wasn't so alow. But if he knew what
Baxter knew, would he take any
chance on moonlight strolls with a
girl who had received auch
a
telegram,
and had wired back, "Doubtful."
Shortly after nine the following
morning, Mr. Baxter sauntered down
to the poatofflce. Not that he expect
ed mall, but the poatofflce occupied
one-half the fresh pine board shed
where Minnie Hoakins sold painted
shells, and drawn work, and etched
llchena, and generally the first move
on the part of newcomers to the is
land was that pine board shed.
He was quite right In his surmise.
She was at the tables, pretending to
look over the shell basket*, with Hal
Atterbury at her elbow. She was wear
ing Hals frat pin, too, to hold back
the brim of her new white outing hat.
Evidently the moonlight stroll had
been to some purpose. Baxter bowed
to Atterbury very nonchalantly, and
crossed to the postofllce side. Then,
suddenly, she glanced up, and their
eyes met. No gleam of even Interest
showed in hers, but she asked Atter
bury:
"Where
station
"Hotel,"
la the nearest telegraph
said Atterbury. "Can I
run over for you?"
A flash of Interest came over Bax
ter's immobile face. Atterbury turned
and caught the thought wave.
"Say, Frank, old man, oh, by the
way, Miss Baxter, may I present Mr.
Baxter?"
She laughed hesitatingly, and bowed
slightly.
"So we have the same name, Mr.
Baxter," she said. "Isn't that fun.
And they used to call me Frank at
college, too."
"So they did me," murmured Bax
ter. Then Atterbury suggested his
idea.
"You're up at the hotel, aren't you,
old man? Sure thing. Then can't
you send a wire for Miss Baxter?
We're going on down to the dock, and
catch the Nixie for Glen Isle: lt'frTight
on your way, isn't It?"
it was on his way. Baxter took
the slip of paper and folded it de
liberately. There was no need of
subterfuge. After she had written it,
she held It out to him for inspection.
"Twenty-five will carry'it, won't it,
Mr. Baxter?"
Y.
"Still doubtful. Will write later.
"F. B."
"The cad. The luggard. The worm
to be trod upon."
He met Jlmmle in thei hall before
breakfast the next morning, and the
latter winked In comradely fashion.
She got four wires this a. m.," he
vouchsafed, confidentially. "Got him
going some, hasn't she."
Baxter nodded haughtily. He could
not discuss the affair with Jlmmle any
more. It had reached a strategic
point demanding reticence/ But after
breakfast be watched a certain un
mistakable bright green parasol pa
rade up the beach towarda the Rhino
Rocks again, and it sheltered Miss
Baxter and Atterbury.
"Merely as man to man," said Bax
ter, to his conscience, and he went de
liberately to the telegraph desk, and
wrote a message brief but auggiestlve
Of possibilities. .'7
"H. T."
"Woodsmere, N. Y.
"Come at once. F. B."
"It is subterfuge," he thought, with
a happy chuckle, strolling baok to. the
veranda. "But if ever a tip was ,need
ed, It's here. She wouldn't have wired
doubtful if ho had been Impossible."
He was far from being impossible.
On the next boat from New York city,
came H. T. Baxter had strolled negli
gently down to the dock when. Ue
first I6ng stain of smoke wW visible
on the sunset sky- Everybody ,TO»t
down to the boat doek
steamer came la. It was the only real
excitement at' tio Point jjalf way
down,. Baxter mot Jimfel* eodUnd: on
the run.
1
"Ob, say," ho gasped, stopping to
breathe the a«trs. "She seii a smaah
er this afternoon. She trtin him
-down."
S an
jio Eros, sffftret£
"Trun hint down. Jave bim. the
long, coot adoo.: Threw out'vaVlong
-distance frditio H. T."
Bast«r Imct jdiscretlon. Tke Mist
w^'AfeafVy th* narrow channel
formed by. Glen Isle and -ti»
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•fcore. On that boat, ke eeuM Have
rtrara. was H. T. And optk^jfcar*.
standing: beetde Hal Atterburjr,wa»
SYaacea, cool and unsuspecting.
"Do you mean, Jlmmle," he aaked,
fixing Jimmies vagrant gage with a
•tern fixity, .".that Miss Baxter has
refused this person who telegraphe?"
"Sure thlng," called Jlmmle. and
ran on up.th* board walk* ...
Baxter reached the dock just as the
Plank was thrown aahore. And the
*ery Brat person off the boat.lie knew,
was H. T.. He was tall, and eagei^
•yed aud maaterful. He found Idas,
Baxter ln the crowd at one aweefring
fiance, and went up to her witb a
proprietary rush that delighted Bax
ter. •«.
"Frances." He caught both her
hesitating hands in his. "I got your
wire—bless It"
"You got it?" she repeated, bewild
eredly. "And yet you came."
"There waa nothing else to do," re
torted H. T. "How are you, Atter
bury? Awfully good of you. to bring
Miss Baxter down to the dock. We'll
see you later."
Atterbury lifted his cap and stepped
aside. And as the two paused per*
force in the crush of people, Baxter
heard a comment from his namesake
that made him smile most content
edly.
"It might have been became you
didn't think it worth while to come
yourself."
"1 am here now," came the Swift
answer.
Her lashes lifted to meet his sake.
"You had better stay," ahe said.
Later when Atterbury brok#* the
amatlng news of the engagement, In
surly faahion, Baxter asked the name.
"Wlllard, Otis Willard."
"Then who's H. T."
"Ask her," said Atterbury, grimly,
nodding his head to where Miss Bax
ter stood In a lull of music, beside
the victor.
And Baxter, being gifted with a
bold spirit, followed the lead. Frances
laughed, and flushed. Without speak
ing, she opened her dancing program,
and handed it to Baxter. Every watts
and two atep waa taken by H. T.
"It standa for Heart Throbs," she
laughed. "It'a a name Just between
ourselves."
"I understand," said Baxter, and. he
beamed on life with a benevolent air,
as the two whirled away In the dance.
FOREIGNERS AT WEST POINT
Latin-American Cadets Who Have
Taken Course at Our Oreat
t.
Military Academy.
The recent graduation from W'est
Point of Cadet Jose Martin Calvo, son
of the Costa Rlcan minister to tho
United States, brings to mind the fact
that a number of Latin-Americans
have enjoyed the hospitality of tyilt
institution and as the guests of ^te
nation availed themselves of the priv
ilege of pursuing the same course^f
Instruction which is demanded from
the applicant for a commission in the
American army.
As far back as 1818 the records
6how that young men. from South
America were admitted as cadets.
Louis Blanco and Mateo Blanco were
on the rolls that year, while in 1823
we find the name of Julian A. D. Pajfx,
surely some relative of the famous
cowboy general of Venezuela who cap
tuied a fleet with a troop of cavalry..
No other Latin-Americans were en
tered at- the academy- until 18f4,
when we flnd the name Of Antohio
Bairlos of Guatemala.
In 1889 there was one cadet frtfm
Nicaragua in 1893 one from Salvador
and one. from Venezuela In 1897 one
from from Salvador in 1899 one from
Coata Rica and one from Venezuela'
In 1902 one from Costa Rica in lSTO
one from Ecuador,, and in 1907 otfe
from Nicaragua and one from Vend
suela.
Of these three received diplomikS
showing that they had pursued tiie
same studies and submitted to tho
same discipline as other members of
the academy. They are Antonio Bar
rios of Gautemala and Arturo Robefto
Calvo and Jose Martin Calvo of Costa
Rica. Four received certificates
History of a
TdfyMI.
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study during four years.
The others dwelt but a short time
In the institution. Cadet Jose
Calvo, who was recently graduated
had a noteworthy career at West
Point He stood IS In a class of 89,
was champion gymnast, winning the
right to wear the "A," qualified as
expert rifleman, and. Is the first for
eigner to have worn chevrons, hold
ing the rank of sergeant In the corps,
signal proof of the approbation of Mi
Superior..-
Wedding Ring.
Tho ring used in the wedding of Mr
Harry and Lady Verney is a ring
which has been used for centuries Id
the wedding ceremonies of tho family
and Is cherished as a precious heir
loom, says tho Pall Mall Oasette. It
contains an excellent miniature el
Charles I., encircled with
and .was given by that monarch Hbo
Mr Kdmund Verney, his marshal gad
standard boaror, who fell at Bdge SIB
Ootober lli ltil Mr Mmum
body was never ound. only a sevotod
hand bearing on oao of Its fingers tUs
•MT iing. whloh ^was soon Ifltntllii
as his. The haad vas burled la tho
family burial plaoe, and the rise hag
daring succeeding gonoratloaa besa
religiously treasured by the ownsrs
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LONGFELLOW TO DATE
^Tell tne not in broken meas
ures
Modern farming does not pay,
For a farm produces chickens,
And the hens—do they not
lay?
"Eggs are high and going high
er,
And the price is soaring fast,
Every time we go to market
It is higher-than the last.
Not a crop but it produces.,:
Every day an egg or two
For the farmer gains his mil
lions,
Even though his hens be few.
Every egg is very precious,
And the hens are held in awe
When a hen begins to cackle,
Then the farmer goes 'Haw,
Haw.
"In the broad and busy farm
yard
Struts a rooster now and then
But the shrewd bewiakered
farmer
Only notices the hen.
"Trust no rooster however
showy
Be the feathers in his tail
Pay attention- to this biddies,
And your wealth will never
fall.
"Lives of farmers all remind us
We may roll in wealth some
day
If we hustle to the market
'".V'"*
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.With the eggs our pullets
lay."
DOVKVARD COURSE
j'"' «'.'•'•-i''*
Fast Being Realized by Wahpetoft
People
A
A little backache At first.
Daily increasing tilt the back
is lame and week.,
Urinary disorders qofickly fol
low
^Diabetes and finally Bright'aj
aease.
[|This:is the downward course
n't ialf* thft eewrie. -Ifpft
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Telephone aiiid
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BeU Telephone a Telegraph
.." EFFECTIVE FEBRUARY 1,1911
J^saiber^S^icm.
If you area subscriber to the Bell Telephone Sys
tem and wish to send a Telegram, a Night Letter or
a Cablegram, use your Telephone.
Say "Telegram" to the operator and you will be
connected with a Western Union office from which
your message will be sent by telegraph and charged
in your monthly account. lis#
At night, on Sufldays or holidays, when the local
telegraph office may be closed, you will be connected
with an open Western Union office without additional
charge.
Public Stations,
You may also send Telegrams and Cablegrams
from our Public Pay Stations. The arrangements vary
at different classes of stations, but as rapidly as possi
ble we shall equip them with full directions.
The Northwestern Telephone
low the advice of a Wahpeton
citizen.
Henry Keigh 114 Iowa Ave.,
W ah to N a a
"About two years ago* I began
to suffer from symptoms of kid
ney complaint, brought on by
hard work arid heavy lifting.
The chief difficulty was sharp
piercing pains through my kid
neysithat later changed to a
dull, grinding ache My back
became ao lame that it was on
ly with great difficulty that I
was able to get tfp after sitting.
I had to pass the kidney secre
tions too frequently at night
and I always felt tired and
languid. Doan's Kidney Pills'
procured at Keen's Drug Store,
gave me prompt relief and the
contents of two boxes entirely
rid my system of kidney com
plaint. I have had no rejeur.
rencef of the troUbJIe."
For sale by all dealers. Price
50 Cents. Foster-Milburn Co.,
Buffalo, New York, sole agents
fortiie United States.
Retpember the. nHme-r-Doaris
—and take no otbier. ...
.A. few of the girls called on
Miss Amerland to her rooms,
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at Mrs. Hull's, Jast Monday
evening. They spent the even
ing making "fudge" and sev^r
ing. .3 .v.,:
Wahpeton Open Hone S
3 NIGHTS ONLY, CommenciBg
Feb. 9-10-11
Including a Saturday Afternoort
Matinee
The Guarantee Attraction
ECKHAROT'S
IDEALS
Presenting
Oliver J. Eckhardt'
and a most capable company in
For Love and Honor
Mrs. Temple's Tele
IX gram
and
Brown's In Town
I Am
to take Contracts tor Dwellings and other
Buildings and will furnish estimates for
new work or repairing.
All special scenery for each prOr
duction. Magnificent Costumes^
Popular prices, 25c, 35c and 50c
Special Saturday Matinee at 2^0
Price, 10c Children. 25c Adults.'
lading Studios of Minnea
full charge of
''s Art Studio
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