Established By Wm. Need, 1870. VOLUME XLVI. FREDERICK RAILROAD Tluirmont Division Schedule In Effect September 19, 1915. All trains Daily unless specified Leave Frederick Arrive Thurmont. 7. 0 a. in 7 57 a. m. 9.49 a. 10.27 a, in. 11.10 a rn 12.27 p in. 2 10 p. in 2 57 p in. 4.00 p. in 4.41 p. m. 4.40 p. - r ; 27 p. in 6.10 p. in 9 .>7 p. m. 8.30 p. m. Sunday Only 9.17 p. in. 10.10 p. in 10.56 p. m. Leave Thurmont. Arrive Frederick. 6 12 a. in 6.58 a. m. 8 14 a. in 900 a in 10.45 a. rn H-31 a. m. 12.33 p. in 1.19 p m. 3.14 p. m 4.00 p, m. 4.52 p. m 5 38 p m 5.40 p. m. Sunda> Only 626 p m 62 1 p. to. Except Sunday 7.08 p. m. 7.0 i p. m 7.46 p. in. 9.25 p. m. Sunday Only 10.08 p. m. Nate—AH trains arriving and leaving Tnurmont scheduled from Western Mary land station. Note—All trains arriving and leaving Frederick scheduled from Square. Western Maryland R. R. 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THURMONT, FREDERICK COUNTY, MD„ THURSDAY, MAY 18, 1916. j HAH PIN IN HER APPENDIX. | Columbus, Ohio, May 10.-One of , tin* rarest cases in tin- history of sur gery was revi alcd at (Irani Hospital . today following an operation for Hie removal of the app< ndix of Miss Mary I Pickens, of this city. A rusty pin, an inch 1< ng, was found imbedded in the appendix. Miss Pickens is recovering well. TRINITROTOLUOL K\PL ODES. j At least I I men were killed and I about 80 injured Monday in an ex- I plosion at the Hepauno plant of the jDu Pont Powder Company near (lilihstown, N. .1. j The blast oeetmvd in the building , in which trinitrotoluol is manufact ured and wrecked that structure and three others. JUDGE I. G. KIMBALL DEAD. Washington, Mav to-lodge Ivory r*. He was past commander ' l ine ! > part imait of the Potomac, H and Army of the Republic. TO NOMINATE WILSON AGAIN. President Wilson has asked John ' W. Wcstoott, Attorney-!icm-ral, of New Jersey, who made the speech nominating Him at the Baltimore convention, to deliver the nominal- | ing speech at St. Louis. Mr. Wol cott has accepted and conferred Mon day with the President. SOUTHERN VETERANS GATHER. Birmingham, Ala., May 1 o.—This city is thronged with Confederate wt- , erans and visitors to participate in the twenty-sixth annual Confederate! reunion, which began Monday. The! vanguard of the old soldiers and vis itors began to arrive Sunday and in coming trains today brought thous ands of others. NEGRO ItI'RNED IN PLAZA. Waco, Texas, May 1*..-With 1-V 000 persons as witnesses, including women and children, Jesse Washing- ] ton, a negro hoy, who confessed that | he criminally assaulted and murdered { Mrs. Lucy Fryar seven miles south of i W aco, Texas, last Monday afternoon. j was taken from the Fifth district ! court room today and burned to death in the public square. Is. 11. W ARNER. SR, STRICKEN. Washington, May 1 0.-Brainerd 11. Warner, Sr., of Keiisingtod, Mont gomery county, Md., who ran for the Republican nomination for Congress against George A. Pearre, in the Sixth District, eight years ago, and whose son, Hrainerd 11. Warner, Jr., was the Republican nominee against Rep resentative Lewis six years ago, was stricken with apolexy in this city Sun day and is in a serious condition. Mr. Warner is now unconscious and it is feared that he will not recover. LIRI’OR INTERESTS CONDEMN the MOVIES. The picture show —there are some 12 I,UOO in this country, it is said —is diverting thousands of dollars every day from the saloon. It is more pop ular than the “poor man’s club,” and the liquor interests are declaim ing against the “movie menace.” Not on financial grounds, however. They declare that the films represent ing “conditions surrounding the re tail liqitor trade are preposterous and untruthfully magnified—such display having misleading effects upon the public mind, particularly upon the minds of women and children.” In reply to this complaint, voiced by the National Liquor Dealers’ Associa tion and the liquor press, the Photo Play Magazine offers “to run’a set of pictuaes fully descriptive of any big thoughts, high ideals, public-spirited actions, or types of splendid man hood, which the saloon business may have evolved or will evolve.” It’s now up to the liquor men. Here’s an opportunity to present to the pub lic the good points of the trade and to use a most effective advertising medium. I j The Ring I I By —= | ] H. M. EGBERT £ (Copyright, 1910, by W. O. Chapman.) "An, Africa to morrow?' llransome felt that the question was like an unwritten doom. He looked at Mary Starr in the moonlight as they stood outside Colonei Starrs conserv atory. Hransomo had kimwn Mary tor live months Colonel Starr, In whose regi ment lie was now a captain, had taken a liking to the young man when they were posted in Malta, and had Invited him to his home in England. Now Bransome, with the acting rank of major, was to leave for West Africa to put down the rebellion of the Kru tribe In the recesses of the forests. And he loved Mary. But he knew that she was engaged to Lionel Travis, the political agent among the Krus, who had made his escape to the coast after sanguinary lighting. Yet they loved, and love was strong er than honor at that moment. They gravitated toward each other, and stood looking at each other, not dar ing to speak lest they betray them selves. “If I meet Travis —” began Bran some at length. "Yes?” Her word was like a ca ress, "What shall I tell him?” Mary took the solitaire from her finger. "Give him this,” she said soft ly- Bransome, incredulous, clasped her In his arms and their lips met. "Y’ou love me, dearest?" he murmured. "I have loved you since wo met. It is wrong, but it is better than a mar- Held Up the Diamond Ring. rlago that shall wrong Lionel and my self, too.” Before Bransome departed it was understood that they were engaged. And Lionel Travis’ ring reposed m Bransome's pocket to be handed to the agent if they met Bransome would affect ignorance of the contents of the little box. It was a cruel mis sion, but there was no way of getting a letter to Travis, who might be in any part of the coast. Bransome sailed the following day. and, fifteen days later, arrived with his regiment at the coast town. All the interior was in a ferment. The regiment was sent up hastily to the base, where it halted while the pio neers cut roads through the forest. And it was there that Bransome met Travis. He was to accompany the column as political delegate to the loyal tribes. The two men, who know each other greeted each other warmly, though Bransome naturally showed something of constraint. Travis lunched in the mess, and they smoked their cigars together afterward. When Travis rose to depart to his quarters Bransome spoke of Mary Starr for the first time. "She asked me to give you this,” he said, handing him the little box con taining the ring. "Thanks!” said Travis Indifferently, and slipped it into his pocket. The column started a day or two later, Travis accompanying it. Often th 1 men exchanged words. Bransome would look curiously at Travis, but ho could gather nothing from the agent s Inscrutable countenance. There was, however, little time for thinking. On the sixth day the ene my’s stronghold was sighted. The messenger who went forward with a summons to suirender was met with defiant shouts from the negroes. Half an hour later the seven-pounders opened Are on the rebel stockade. A fusillade from elephant guns fol lowed, but few of the attacking party were hit. Presently the guns ceased; a breach had been made In the strong walls, built of hardwood logs and al most as resistant as cement and mor tar. The regiment spread out in line. Bransome ran before them, waving his sword. "Advance!’ ho shouted. Then he saw Travis beside him in his civilian clothes. The agent’s white solar helmet made a splendid mark for an enemy. “Go back, you tool!” Bransome shouted. But Travis ran beside him, and Qrar.some had no time for argument The whole line followed, with fixed bayonets, roaring behind him. 'the bullets churned among the trees and cut splinters from the boughs. Show ers of leaves came down. The yelling, defiant Krus manned the walls of the breached stockade. The assaulting party was compelled to form into column to mount the breach. Ami now the enemy displayed its secret resource, nothing lens than an old brass ship's gun, which might have done good service in the sixties, and was none the less effective here. A roaring detonation, and grape shot burst among the British troops. They fell In heaps, cut down by the well directed (barge. But the gun was, of course, not a quick-firer, and had to be reloaded. The troops closed up. Bransome, who had by some miracle escaped un siathed, put himself at their head again. "Advance!” he shouted. And again he was conscious of Travis in his white helmet, cool and smiling, beside him. It was a mad rush toward the walls. Just as the foremost man set foot in the breach the cannon roared again. The files were swept away. And again Bransome found himself unin jured. "Now, boys!” he shouted, amazed to find that he was still alive. The attacKing party, which had re coiled, heaped one man against his neighbor, and, the dead all about, rushed forward, cheering. Like a cata ract the khukl-clad column swept over the breach, driving the dogged negroes before them, pinioning them with the bayonet. In a moment the fort was carried. From hut to hut the flying Krus were pursued. They fell in writhing heaps, their own gun turned against them. For perhaps half an hour the bloody struggle lasted. Then the Brit ish were in possession of the village. Bransome stopped; he had forgot ten everything in the excitement of the battle. His sword was bloody, and yet he could not remember having struck down a man. A trickle of blood was running down his face. He limped from a slug in his leg that he had never felt. “Where s Travis?" he demanded ol his surviving captain. The agent could not he found. Yet It was Travis who represented the majesty of the British raj, and it was Travis who must interview the trem bling old king, now a prisoner in his oWn mud hut, guarded by a sullen, de fiant chief wife, and a younger one. who held the royal red parasol over him. Bransome went back, searching among the fallen. Travis was not in the town; he was not anywhere within the fort. Bransome came upon him at last just outside the breach. He had been struck down by a dozen slugs from the brass cannon the sec ond time the weapon was discharged. Travis lay under a pile of dead Krus, but he was alive. He recognized Bran some. Bransome hailed the stretcher bearers and had two men place him upon a stretcher and carry him Into the town. They brought him to the king's hut. and Travis pronounced sentence. The king was to go In exile to the coast, to spend the last of his days there. The surgeon came up, looked at the agent and shook his head. "There may bo a chance for him," he said. "Got him out of here. Put him in a hut that hasn't been used. There’s smallpox everywhere among the Krus.” Travis did not catch smallpox, but it became clear, after a week of de lirium, that he was dying. Hi;; mind grew clear toward tho end. lie mo tioned to Bransome to open the little satchel he carried with the govern ment papers. Bransome did so and found ir it the little box containing Mary’s ring. He looked at Travis and saw that the agent’s eyes were fixed upon it. He put it In Travis' hand. With fingers that almost falh d him Travis slowly pulled off the cover and held up the diamond ring. It xas In congruous to see the gem sparkling In tha dying man's wasted hand. Travis motioned to Bransome to bend down. “The engagement ring 1 gave her,” he whispered. "She Is as true as gold, old man. 1 “Yes. ’ agree Bransome. “We were to have been m .rrled when this cursed business was over. Now we shall never marry. 1 want you to marry her, Bransome. Y ou’re about tho only man that’s fit for her." Bransome winced and tried i ot to show the emotion on his features. But Travis was toj far gone to see any thing except the face of Mary Starr that floated before him. “I wrote to her telling her low t longed for hei In the silence of the brush,' Travis whispered. “1 said I had looked at her photograph ai.d her mementos again and again. I wanted something else to bring her vividly before my eyes. And she —she sent me this. Nothing could have en a truer pledge of her love. A girl doesn't like to part with her engagement ring, Bransome.” “No," Bransome agreed. And the Irony of the situation struck Into his soul. Travis had lived In the belief that his sweetheart wa: true to him, and he would die not knowing what the return of the ring meant. They burled him the following dawn under a cairn of stones. And Bran some, having done his duty to the dead, allowed his thoughts to turn toward the living. The past seemed obliter ated—at least It seemed to he sym bolized In the gem that sparkled In the dead hand under the damp soil of Africa. Terms SI.OO in Advance NO. 10. IN PATHETIC WRECK WRITER TELLS OF SEEING RUINS OF REIMS CATHEDRAL. Beautiful Structure Damaged Beyond Hope of Repair, Though Parts of It Miraculously Escaped the General Destruction. A correspondent of the London Standard, visiting the French front gives his impressions of the war-dam aged cathedral of Reims. “The spec ter of the cathedral looms up out of the mist with Turneresque effect as we lop the Heims chain of hills,'' he writes, “and in ten minutes we are in front of the statue of Jeanne d’Arc, which stands unscarred over against tho wrecked porticos. The Maid of Orleans seems to have bequeathed to her stone image tho charm she en joyed against the shafts of war, as the street leading up to the square and the walls of the 'Lion d'Or' are pitted, when not badly torn or altogether shattered by shell splinters. Thirty feet high around the basement, the masonry of the cathedral is shielded with sandbags, but not one of the statuettes that fill the interstices be tween tho pilasters seems to have escaped.'' The Interior, he says, la filled with an indescribable cold and entering It is reminiscent of Egyptian buried tem ples. Swept into many heaps are what the verger calls “tears of lead .' These are the settings of the stained glass windows. Only one of a triple set of colored windows remains al most Intact over the entrance to the sacristy. In the center aisle opposite the principal pulpit there is also a crucifix that none of the shells has touched. “All of the rest is more or less ruin," says tho correspondent. "This is the more extraordinary be cause in the roof there is a hole scarcely larger than a man’s hand; but the shock was sufficient to reduce the interior to chaos." One instance of escape from wreckage is de scribed as a freak that is almost a miracle. “Facing a huge chasm 20 feet square in the north wall in an inner passage,’’ says the writer, “is a lovely bas-relief of the visit of the Magi, framed in a pure Gothic arch way, as fresh looking as if it had just left the hand of tho sculptor of live centuries ago.’’ “Before we leave,” he continues, “we are taken to tho “museum,” as it is styled—a forlorn collection of res cued debris. It is curious to find here a hundred or two of the heads and limbs missing from the outside stat ues and statuettes. They look as if they had been guillotined by the Ger mans; perhaps it is because the necks are the slenderest parts of the images, but it is almost tragic, although they are but stone. Here is the ’Sourire de Reims,’ the famous woman’s head that stood over the north door. It was noised abroad that it had been smug gled away and sold to an American millionaire, but there Is no mistak ing the ‘Smile’ as It lies, brown and chipped, on a bench —both eyes and the nose gone, and only the under lip curving upward. It is as If the features had been sliced Off with a knife.” What Scenario Writers Are Paid. In the American Magazine Walter Prichard Eaton has an article on the moving picture Industry In which ha says: “No more than three years ago many scenario writers were getting $25 a week, and they were expected to turn out a picture every seven days. Pictures purchased from out side were paid for correspondingly, or at even lesser rates. Bear In mind, also, that no royalties were (or are) paid. Do you suppose for a moment that any man with a real talent for story telling would give a second thought to motion picture writing un der such conditions? “Times are better now because the keen competition has forced up prices, but the returns to the authors are still in ridiculous disproportion to the salaries of the actors and the to tal cost of the production. An aver age scenario writer may now get from SIOO to S2OO a week. At such a scale, young men of talent may possibly be secured.” Activities of Women. Great Britain has 17 women who are peeresses in their own right. One hour for lunch each day must be allowed all women workers in New York state. Barnard college girls have taken up jiu Jitsu, the ancient sport and de fense used In Japan. An army school of cookery, at which women instruct, has been in augurated for tho training of military cooks who will serve at the front with tho British army, and already 13 wom en are engaged in this work. Miss Hoyl Skinner of Georgia has been appointed by the department of agriculture to demonstrate farming to women of the South. Sophia L. Burke of Detroit has given $25,000 for the establishment of a home for the reclamation of chil dren with criminal tendencies. Making Paper From Grass. The department of agriculture Is experimenting with wire grass as a source of supply for pulp in making paper. It is reported that the result ant paper has proved thoroughly sat isfactory, but that more bleaching powder must be used than in the case of poplar stock,