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SATURDAY, February 6, 1909
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Biscuits are made from a simple recipe. They
pre so quickly made that the making seems
easy. And it is with the right flour-
Occident Special Patent Flour.
But when you use ordinary flour you take a risk—
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fected by temperature—a quick oven or a slow
one—good baking powder or bad—that unless
all conditions happen to be right—you can't be
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And poor biscuits aren't eaten—they're thrown away—which is wasteful ex
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made. If you have read these talks you know many
reasons why. Your grocer is so confident of its
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are not satisfied. Insist on this label.
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CHAPTER XI—Continued.)
After luffing to pick him up, the
'brigantlne had been again pulled off
on the port tack. The fury of the
gale seemed rather to have waxed
thato waned, and the Alethea was
bending low under the relentless fury
of its blasts, driving hard, with lee
ward channels awash. Under her
port counter, a mile away, the crim
son light-ship wallowed in a riot of
breaking combers. Sheerness lay
abeam, five miles or more. Ahead the
northeast headland of the Isle of
Sheppey was bulking large and near.
The cat-boat had vanished.
More important still, no one aboard
•.•v the brigantlne resembled in the re
ft motest degree either of the Calendars,
father or daughter, or even Mulready,
the black-avised.
know?"
"Yes—your passengers. I presume
they're below—?"
"Passengers!"
A hush fell upon the group, during
which Kirkwood sought Stryker's eye
In pitiful pleading and Stryker look
ed round him blankly.
"Where's Miss.Calendar?" the young
man demanded sharply. "I must see
her at once!"
The keen and deep-set eyes of the
skipper clouded as they returned to
Kirkwood's perturbed countenance.
"Wofre you talking about?" he de
manded brusquely.
"I must see Miss Calendar, or Cal
endar himself, or Mulready." Kirk
wood paused, and, getting no reply,
grew restive under Stryker's inscrut
able regard. "That's why I came
aboard," he amended, blind to the ab
surdity of the statement "to see—er
—Calendar."
"Well I'm dammed!"
Stryker managed to infuse into his
tone a deal of suspicious contempt.
"Why?" insisted Kirkwood, nettled
but still uncomprehending.
"D'you mean to tell me you came
off from-—wherever in 'ell you did
come from—intendin' to board this
vessel and find a party nymed Cal
cnd&r'"
"Certainly. I did. Why—
"Well!" cried Mr. Stryker, rubbing
hlB hands together with an air op
pressively obsequious, "I'm sorry to
him-form you you've come to the
•wrong shop, sir we don't stock no
Calendars. We're in the 'ardware line,
we are. You might try next door, or
I dessay you'll find what you want at
the stytioner's round the corner."
A giggle from his audience stim
ulated him. "If," he continued acidly,
"I'd a-guessed you was such a damm
fool, blimmy if I wouldn't 've let you
drowned!"
Staggered, Kirkwood bore his sar
castic truculence without resentment
"Calendar," he stammered, trying to
explain, "Calendar said
"I carn't 'elp wot Calendar said
Mebbe 'e did myke an engygement
with you, an' you've gone and went au:
forgot the dyte. Mebbe it's larst
year's calendar you're thinkin' of
You Johnny" (to a lout of a boy iu
the group of seamen), "run an' fetch
this gentleman Whitaker's for Nine
tedn-six. Look sharp, now!"
"But—!" With an enort to under
stand," he said, as calmly as he could
snac you deny knowing George B.
Calendar and his daughter Dorothy
and—"
"I don't 'ave to. Listen to me,
young man." For the time the fellow
discarded his clumsy facetiousness.
"I'm Wilyum Stryker, Capt'n Stryker,
marster and 'arf-owner of this wessel,
and wot I says 'ere is law. We don't
carry no passengers. D'ye under
stand. me?"—aggressively. "There
ain't no pusson nymed Calendar
aboard the Allytheer, an' never was,
an never will be!"
"What name did you say?" Kirk
wood inquired.
"This ship? The Allytheer regis
tered from- Liverpool "bound from
London to Hantwerp, in cargo. Any
think.eise?
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scan the seascape with a gloomy gaze.
As he did so, and remarked how clo.se
upon the Sheppey headland the brig
antlne had drawn, the order was given
to go about. For the moment he was
left alone, wretchedly wet, shivering,
wan and shrunken visibly with the
knowledge that he had dared greatly
for nothing. But for the necessity of
keeping up before Stryker and his
crew, the young man felt that he
could gladly have broken down and
wept for sheer vexation and disap
pointment.
Smartly the brigantine luffed and
wore about, heeling deep as she spun
away on the starboard tack.
Kirlcwood staggered round the sky
light to the windward rail. From this
position, looking forward, he could
see that they were heading for the
I sye, 're lookin' for some one you °Pe* sea. Foulness low over the port
quarter, naught before them but a
brawling waste of leaden-green and
dirty white. Far out one of the side
wheel boats of the Queensborough-Ant
werp line was heading directly into
the wind and making heavy weather
of it.
Some little while later, Stryker
again approached him, perhaps sway
ed by an unaccustomed impulse of
compassion which, however, he art
fully concealed. Blandly ironic, re
turning to his impersonation of the
shopkeeper, "Nothink else we can
show you, sir?" he inquired.
I presume you couldn't put me
ashore?" Kirkwood replied ingenuous
ly.
In supreme disgust the captain
showed him his back. 'Ere, you!" he
called to one of the crew. "Tyke this
awye—tyke 'im below and put 'im to
bed give 'im a drink and dry 'is
clo's. Mebbe 'e'll be better when 'e
wykes up. 'E don't talk sense now,
that's sure. If you arsk me, I sye
e's balmy and no 'ope for 'im.'
CHAPTER XII.
Contradictory to the hopeful prog
nosis of Captain Stryker, his unac
credited passenger was not "better"
when, after a period of oblivious rest
indefinite in duration, he awoke. His
subsequent assumption of listless res
ignation, of pacific acquiescence in the
dictates of his destiny, was purely de
ceptive—thin ice of despair over pro
found depths of exasperated rebellion.
Blank darkness enveloped him when
first he opened eyes to wonder. Then
gradually as he stared, piecing to
gether unassorted memories and striv
ing to quicken drowsy wits, he be
came aware of a glimmer that waxed
and waned, a bar of pale bluish light
striking across the gloom above his
couch and by dint of puzzling di
vined that this had access by a port.
Turning his head upon a stiff and un
yielding pillow, he could discern a
streak of saffron light lining the sill
of a doorway, near by his side. The
one phenomenon taken with the other
confirmed a theretofore somewhat
hazy impression that his dreams were
dignified by a foundation of fact that,
in brief, he was occupying a cabin
bunk aboard the good ship Alethea.
Overhead on the deck, a heavy
thumping of hurrying feet awoke him
to keener perceptiveness.
Judging from the incessant rolling
and pitching of the brigantine, the
crashing thunder of seas upon her
sides, the eldrich shrieking of the
gale, as well as from the chorused
groans and plaints of each individual
bolt and timber in the frail fabric that
housed his fortunes, the wind had
strengthened materially during his
hours of forgetfulness—however many
the latter might have been.
He believed, however, that he had
slept long, deeply and exhaustively. He
felt now a little emaciated mentally
and somewhat absent-bodied—so he
put it to himself. A numb languor,
not unpleasant, held him. passively
supine, the while he gave himself over
to speculative thought.
A wild night, certainly probably,
by that time, the little vessel was in
I the middle of the North Sea
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"Oh-h," said Kirkwood vindictively,
"hell!"
So he was bound for Antwerp! The
first color of resentment ebbing, from
his thoughts left him rather interest
ed than excited by the prospect. He
found that he was neither pleased nor
displeased. He presumed that it
would be no more difficult to raise
money on personal belongings in Ant
werp than anywhere else it has been
observed that the first flower of civi
lization is the
rum-blossom,
the next,
the conventionalized fieuer-de-lis of
the money-lender. There would be
pawnshops, then, in Antwerp and
Kirkwood was confident that the sale
or pledge of liis signet ring, scarf
pin, match-box and cigar-case, would
provide him with money enough for
a return to London, by third-class, at
the worst. There well, all events
were on the knees of the gods he'd
squirm out of his troubles somehow.
As for the other matter, the Calendar
affair, he presu.i he was well rid of
it—with a sigh of regret. It had been
a most enticing mystery, you know
and the woman in the case was ex
traordinary, to say the least
The memory of Dorothy Calendar
made him sigh again, this time more
violently: a sigh that was own broth
er to (or at any rate descended in a
direct line from) the furnace sigh of
the lover described by the melancholy
JaqueS. And he sat up, bumped his
head, groped round until his hand fell
upon a doorknob, opened the door,
and looked out into the blowsy empti
ness of the ship's cabin proper,
whose gloomy confines were made
visible only by the rays of a dingy
and smoky lamp swinging violently
in gimbals from a deck beam.
Kirkwood's clothing, now rough
dried and warped wretchedly out of
shape, had been thrown carelessly on
a transom near the door. He got up,
collected them, and returned to his
berth, dressed at leisure,- thinking
heavily, disgruntled—in a humor as
evil as the after-taste of bad brandy in
his mouth.
When dressed he went out into the
cabin, closing the door upon his berth,
and for lack of anything better to do,
seated himself or. the thwartships
transom, against the forward bulk
head, behind the table. Above his
head' a chronometer ticked steadily
and loudly, and, being consulted, told
him that the time of day was twenty
minutes to four which meant that he
had slept away some eighteen or
twenty hours. That was a «olid speil
of a rest, when he came to think of
it, even fatigued when conducted to
his berth. He felt stronger now, and
bright enough—and enormously hun
gry into the bargain.
Abstractedly, heedless of the fact
that his tobacco would be water-soak
ed and ruined, he fumbled in his
pockets for pipe and pouch, thinking
to soothe the pangs of hunger against
breakfast-time which was. probably
two hours and a quarter ahead. But
his pockets were empty—every one
of them. He assimilated this dis
covery in patience and cast an eye
about the room, to locate if possible^
the missing property. But naught of
his was visible. So he rose and began
a more painstaking search.
The cabin was at once tiny, low
ceiled, and depressingly gloomy. Its
furniture consisted entirely in a chair
or two, supplementing the transoms
and lockers as resting places, and a
center-table covered with a cloth of
turkey-red, whose original aggressive
ness had been darkly moderated by
libations of liquids, principally black
coffee, and burnt offerings of grease
and tobaccc-ash. Aside from the com
panion-way to the deck, four doors
opened into the room, two probably
giving upon the captain's and the
mate's quarters, the others on pseudo
state-rooms—one of which he had
just vacated—closets large enough to
contain a smali bunk and naught be
side. The bulkheads and partitions
were badly broken out with a rash of
pictures from illustrated papers, most
ly offensive. Kirkwood was interested
to read a half column clipping from a
New York yellow journal, descriptive
of the antics of a drunken British
sailor who had somehow found his
way to the bar-room of the Fifth Ave
nue Hotel the paragraph exploiting
the fact that it had required four
policemen in addition to the corps of
porters to subdue him, was strongly
underscored in red ink and the news
story wound up with the information
that in police court the man had given
his name as William Stranger and
cheerfully had paid a fine of ten dol
lars, alleging his entertainment to
have been cheap at the price.
While Kirkwood was employed in
persuing this illuminating anecdote,
eight bells sounded, and, from the
commotion overhead, the watch
changed. A little later the companion
way door slammed open and shut, and
Captain Stryker—or Stranger which
ever you please—fell down, rather
than descended, the steps.
Without attention to the American
he rolled into thd mate's room and
roused that personage. Kirkwood
heard that the name of the second-in
command was 'Obbs, as well as that
he occupied the star-board state
room aft. After a brief exchange of
comment and instruction. Mr. 'Obbs
appeared in the shape of a walking
pillar of oil-skins capped by a sou'
wester, and went on deck Stryker,
following him out of the state-room,
shed his own oilers in a, clammy heap
upon the floor, opened a locker from
which he brought forth a bottle and
a dirty glass, and, turning toward the
table, for the first time became sen
sible of Kirkwood's presence.
"Ow, there you are, eigh, little
bright-eyes!" he exclaimed with sur
prised animation.
"Good morning, Captain Stryker,"
said Kirkwood, rising. "I want to tell
you—"
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"Did you 'ave a nice little nap?" he
interrupted. "Come up bright and
smilin', eigh? Now I guess"—the em
phasis mare it clear that the captain
believed himself to be employing an
Americanism and so successful was
he in his own esteem that he could
not resist the temptation to improve
upon the imitation—"Na-ow I guess
yeou're abaout right ready, ben't ye,
to hev a drink, sonny?"
"No, thank you," said Kirkwood,
smiling tolerantly. "I've got my
amount of appetite
'"Ave you, now?" Stryker dropped
his mimicry and glanced at the clock.
"Breakfast," he announced, "will be
served in the m£ne dinin' saloon at
eyght a. m. Passingers is requested
not to be lvte at tyble."
Depositing the bottle on the said
table, the captain searched until he
found another glass for Kirkwood,
and sat down.
"Do you good," he insinuated, push
ing the bottle gently over.
"No, thank you," reiterated Kirt
wood shortly, a little annoyed.
Stryker seized his own glass, pour
ed out a strong man's dose of the
fiery concoction, gulped it
doyn,
and
sighed. Then, with a glance at the
American's woebegone countenance
(Kirkwood was contemplating a four
hour wait for breakfast, and, conse
quently, looking as if he had lost his
last friend), the captain bent over,
placing both hands palm down before
him and wagging his head earnestly.
"Please," he implored—"Please
don't let me himterrupt," and filled his
pipe, pretending a pensive detachment
from his company.
The fumes of burning shag sharp
ened the too of desire. Kirkwood
stood it as long as he could, then sur
rendered with an: "If you've got any
more of that tobacco, Captain, I'd be
glad of a pipe."
An intensely contemplative expres
sion crept into the captain's small blue
eyes.
"I only got one other pyper of this
'ere 'baccy," he announced at length,
"and I carn't get no more till I get's
'ome. I simply couldn't part with it
hunder 'arf a quid."
Kirkwood settled back with a hope
less lift of his shoulders. Abstractedlv
Stryker puffed the smoke his way un
til tie could endure the deprivation no
longer.
"I had about ten shillings in my
pocket when I came aboard, captain,
and a few other articles."
"Ow, yes so you 'ad, now you men
tion it."
Stryker rose, ambled into his room,
and returned with Kirkwood's posses
sions and a fresh paper of shag.
While the young man was hastily
filling, lighting, and inhaling the first
strangling but delectable whiff, the
captain solemnly counted into his own
palm all the loose change except three
large pennies. The latter he shoved
to Kirkwood in company with a mis
cellaneous assortment of articles,
which the American picked up piece
by piece and began to bestow about
his clothing. When through, he sat
back, troubled and disgusted. Stryker
met his regard blandly.
"Anything I can do?" he inquired, in
suave concern.
"Why there was a black pearl
scarf-pin—"
"W'y don't you remember. You
gave that to me, 'count of me 'avin
syved yer life. Twas me throwed you
that line, you know."
"Oh," commented Kirkwood briefly.
The pin had been among' the most
valuable and cherished of his be
longings.
"Yes," nodded the captain in re
miniscence. "You don't remember?
Likely 'twas the brandy singing in yer
'ead. Ycu pushes it into ray 'ands—
almost weepin', you was—and sez, sez
you, 'Stryker.' you sez, 'tyke this in
trifiin' toking of my gratichood I
wouldn't hinsult you.' you sez, 'by hot
ferin' you money, but this I can in
sist on yer acceptin', and no refusal,'
says you."
"Oh," repeated Kirkwood.
"If I for a ninstant thought you
wasn't sober when you done it
But no you're a gent if there ever
was one, and I'm not the man to of
fend you."
"Oh, indeed."
The captain 1st the implication pass,
perhaps on the consideration that he
could afford to ignore it and said no
more. The pause held for several min.
utes, Kirkwood having fallen into a
mood of grave distraction. Finally
Captain Stryker thoughtfully meas
ured out a second drink, limited only
by the capacity of the tumbler, en
gulfed it noisily, and got up.
"Guess I'll be turnin' in," he vol
unteered affably, yawning and stretch
ing.
"I was about to ask you to do me a
service begari Kirkwood.
"Yes?"—with the rising inflection of
mockery.
Kirkwood quietly produced his
cigar-case, a gold match-box, gold
card-case, and slipped a signet ring
frOm his finger. "Will you buy these?"
he asked. "Or will you lend me five
pounds and hold them as security?"
Stryker examined the collection with
exaggerated interest strongly tinctured
with distrust. "I'll buy 'em," he of
fered eventually, looking up.
"That's kind of you—"
"Ow, they ain't much use to me, but
Bill Stryker's alius willin's to ac
commodate a friend Four quid,
you said?"
"Five
s.
"They ain't wuth over four to me.
"Very well make it four," Kirk
wood assented contemptuously.
The captain swept the articles into
one capacious fist, pivoted on one heel
at the peril of his neck, and lumbei-ed
unsteadily off to his room. Pausing at
the door he turned back in inquiry
"I sye, 'ow did you come to get the
impression there was a party named
Almanack aboard this wessel?"
"Calendar—"
'Ave it yer own wye," SCryker con
ceded gracefully.
"There isn't, is there?"
"You 'eard me."
"Then," said Kirkwood sweetly
"I'm sure, you wouldn't be interested."
The captain pondered this at leisure.
"You seemed pretty keen abaht seein'
"im," he remarked conclusively.
"I was."
Visitors Welcome.
"Seems to me I did 'ear the nyme
sum'eres aL'ore." The captain ap
peared to wrestle' with an obdurate
memory. "Ow!" he triumphed. "I
know. 'E was a chap up Manchester
wye. Keeper in a loonatic asylum, 'e
was. 'That yer party?"
"No," said Kirkwood wearily.
"I didn't know but mebbe 'twas.
Excuse me. 'Thought as, 'ow mebbe
you'd escayped from 'is tender care,
but, findin' the world cold, chynged
yer mind and wanted to gow back."
Without waiting for a reply he
lurched into his room and banged the
door to. Kirkwood, divided between
amusement and irritation, heard him
stumbling about for some time and
then a hush fell, grateful enough
while it lasted which was not long.
For no sooner did the captain sleep
than a penetrating snore added itself
unto the cacophony of waves and wind
and tortured ship.
Kirkwood, comforted at first by the
blessed tobacco, lapsed insensibly into
dreary meditations. Coming after the
swift movement and sustained excite
ment of the eighteen hours preceding
his long sleep, the monotony of ship
board confinement seemed irksome to
a maddening degree. There was abso
lutely nothing he could discover to oc
cupy his mind. If there were books
aboard, none was in evidence beyond
the report of Mr. Stranger's Manhat
tan night's entertainment the walls
were devoid of reading matter and a
round of the picture gallery proved a
diversion wearily enough when not
purely revolting.
Wherefore Mr. Kirkwood stretched
himself out on the transom and smok
ed and reviewed his adventures in
detail and seriatim, and was by turns
indignant, sore, anxious on his own ac
count as well as on Dorothy's' and
out of all patience with himself. Mys
tified he remained throughout, and the
edge of his curiosity held as keen as
ever, you may believe.
Consistently the affair presented
itself to his fancy in the guise of a
puzzle-picture, which, though you
study it never so diligently, remains
incomprehensible, until by chance you
view it from an unexpected angle,
when it reveals itself intelligibly. -It
had not yet been his good fortune to
see it from the right viewpoint. To
hold the metaphor, he walked endless
circles round it, patiently seeking,
but ever failing to find the proper per
spective Each incident, however,
insignificant, in connection' with it,
he handled over and over, examining
its every facet, bright or dull, as an
expert might inspect a clever imita-
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Highland Center. Mr. and Mrs.
Frank Emery, Mr. and Mrs. O. D. Em
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were in Ottumwa Monday attending
the funeral of the late David Emery.
Mr. and Mrs. Resielt and Mr. and
Mrs. Barwick made a business trip
to Ottumwa Monday.
Miss Minnie Ragin and Miss Millie
Bacon were passengers to Ottumwa
Tuesday.
There will be preaching services at
the M. E. church Sunday at 11 a. m.,
conducted by Rev. Smith.
Mrs. R. Kelsey of Rutledge Is vis
iting her sister, Mrs. Spllman.
Mrs. Baker of Waterloo si visiting
her sister, Mrs. J. M. Elder of this
place.
B. B. Harlan of Boston, Mass., vis
ited with his sister, Mrs. A. J. Rogers
Tuesday.
B. L. Denny made a business trip
to Ottumwa Tuesday.
Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Bowlin left for
their new home in Gibson Wednesday
morning.
Mrs. McLean Breaks Her Hip.
Iowa City, Feb. 4.—Madam MacLean,
mother of President George E. Mac
Lean of the University of Iowa, fell
and broke her hip in the MacLean
home Sunday afternoon. The injury
considered serious by the attending
physician, as the president's mother is
past 70 years of age. She recently
came to Iowa City to visit.
Sixteen Pound Baby Near Haysville.
Sigourney, Feb. 4.—A sixteen-pound
baby was born Sunday morning to
Mrs. Harry Stonebreaker of near
Hayesville. The weight was so great
that the scales were tested and the
infant was re-weighed to make sure and
the second result was the same as the
first. Mother and child are doing ex
cellently.
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Write Us.
Home Phone 673
Bell Phone 567
FEDERAL OFFICE
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SECRETARY CORTELYO RECOM­
MENDS MONEY FOR OTTUM­
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The announcement comes from
Washington that Secretary Cortelyou
has sent to the house an estimate of
$8,000 for temporary postofflce quar
ters for Ottumwa. This means that
the new federal building, for which
an appropriation of $225,000 has been
granted by the government, is to b»
built and that the work on the same
will be started almost any time. Whila
the sum of $8,000 will provide a suf
ficient amount of money for building
rental for more than two or threa
years, it does not necessarily follow
that the new federal building will not
be started soon. From this new an
nouncement it is gathered that tha
present building will be vacated im
mediately upon the start of the new.
structure.
Postmaster F. W. Wilson has re
ceived no information from headquai*
ters relative to the new building, but
he is of the opinion that this mova
on the part of Secretary Cortelyou
means nothing but the first step to«
ward the actual beginning of the mag
nificent federal structure.
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Fire at Marshahtown.
Marshalltown, Feb. 4.—Fire shortly
after 8 o'clock last night threatened
destruction of the big Iowa Central
shops, when the blaze was discovered
under the roof of the boiler depart"
ment. Prompt work confined the
flames to the boiler shops, with buf
little damage. ,The loss is fully cov
ered by insurance.
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