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Little Miss Millions;
or, The Witch of Monte Carlo.
By St. George Rathborne
Author of “Dr. Jack," “Miss Pauline, of New York." "A Captain of the
Kaiser " "Miss Caprice," "The Spider's Web," Ktc.. Etc.
'[Copyright, 1900. bystreet »nd Smith. New York.]
CHAPTER lll—(Continued.)
Merrick merely raised his eyebrows.
"I have heard all men are when
they find themselves under the gaze of
the Princess Olgavitch.”
She frowned and then laughed.
“Ah! surely not you, monsieur, not
you. But the danger of which I speak
is genuine. It springs from a country
man of mine and his friend, the great
and hold Count Leon Vlllebols. They
have a trap of some sort set for you.
should you threaten to win In the’
game you are playing. They are men
without any regard for the law or
right. StrombolofT is a Cossack of the
Don, whose peculiar habits cling to
hlia even In Paris, while the other
has lived so long amid wild border
scenes In Africa that he has learned to
take what he wants when the mood
comes on. So you will see that they
make a dangerous combination, and
they seem to hate your friend espe
"A thousand thanks, princess, for
yoor warning, and on your part piny
believe that we are not ungrateful for
your kindness because we have al
ready been placed on our guard.”
He showed a desire to break away.
Though evidently piqued more or
less by her inability to fascinate him.
the clever woman knew how to play
her cards too well to think of precipi
tating matters.
"I hope we shall meet again, mon
sieur. when perhaps you will be able
to give me a little more time,” she
said, archly, holding out her hand to
"That will be a pleasure I shall look
forward to.” he replied, gallantly, as
he pressed her hand, nor did the prin
cess fall to return the squeeze.
Yet when he passed from her sight
Mark Merrick gave the beautiful wo
man no further thought, nor did he
dream that their Interview had been
Intently observed by a demure little
figure seated In a window at the far
end of the parlor, a figure that bore
more or less resemblance to the South
African heiress who had attracted his
attention and caused memories »o
throng his mind as he surveyed her
through the glass that same morning
in the Bois de Boulogne.
Merrick went straight to the room
which his companion occupied.
No sooner had he entered, however,
than he saw there was something
wrong, for Jones had a look of dis
gust upon his face.
"More trouble, my dear boy,” he
said, with a poor excuse of a grin, “the
Joneses ain’t used to much. I’ll admit,
but this is pretty rough treatment even
for them. After all our work, this is
the barren result.”
He held up the open packet so that
Mark could see what It contained —
a sheet of paper well, crumpled and
soiled, yet a sheet of paper upon
which not a single stroke of pen or
pencil could be discovered.
That was all!
Somehow the comical side of the
matter presented Itself to Merrick, an 1
for the life of him he could not resist
"But—there Is no system—at least,
died with the man who broke the
bank." said Merrick, seizing the paper
and examining it carefully.
Then he was struck with the keen
expression of his companion’s face.
"What! you still have faith?” he
“Well, it dies hard with me. I am
about to order a cab and go back.”
"To the monastery?”
“To Father Anselmo.”
"Ah! you suspect him?”
“Not of having Intentionally deceiv
ed me, but of having made a mistake.
See here, on the outside of the packet
is a rough cross. Some one put that
there In order to remember a true
from a false. Perhaps the dummy
was arranged In order to meet some
possible emergency such as theft.”
"Unless you object, I should like you
to occupy my chair and smoke my
cigars until I take the turn around.
Given three-quarters of an hour, and
I shall be back, unless I am detained
unusually long at the other end.”
Merrick thought he noticed a mean
ing back of his words, and was quick
to say so.
"You expect company here?”
"Well, it is always possible. Those
fellows are not built on the order of
quitters. We shall see more of them
sooner or later, perhaps the former."
Merrick dropped into an easy chair,
with his face toward the door, he
opened the cigar box and selected a
weed, which he lighted, then from his
pocket he drew a little piece of steel
mechanism w'hich he laid upon the
table beside him.
Merrick sat and smoked and ponder
ed. Perhaps a panorama of the stir
ring events that had marked his career
in South Africa floated before his men
tal vision, for he smiled several times,
though his face finally clouded over
and a long sigh forced itself from his
The last scene might have been a
tragedy that brought pain rather thin
At any rate Merrick jumped up and
began to walk the floor. Tiring of
tramping back and forward, he again
dropped infco a chair.
No visitors yet. and almost half an !
hour had elapsed—why. Jones must be [
on his way back and would soon show
up. either exultant or despondent.
His cogitations were finally inter
rupted by loud and excited voices
from the corridor.
Could this have aught to do with
the anticipated coming of the enemies
for whom Jones looked? If the count
and his rabble had invaded the ItOTel
and were searching for him. they
would no doubt discover him in time.
Just when he had figured this out
some one poumted vigorously on bis
door and shouted In French:
“The house is on Are. save yourself,
Then Merrick threw aside the inac
tion that had been weighing him
down—when necessity demanded
prompt movement he would be found
in the van.
He snatched the door open.
Some smoke drifted in promptly—
at least there was good evidence to
prove the presence of fire.
All the while pandemonium was in
creasing. shrieks and shrill French
exclamations joining with gruffer
male voices in a mad chorus.
"Come," said Merrick, "this looks
serious. I shall have to take a hand in
the game."
He was very cool, perhaps because
he was brave and sensible, and had
fought for his very life with the Are
demon ere now.
The holocaust of a previous year,
when scores of Parisian society lead
er perished in the awful Charity Ba
zaar conflagration, was fresh in the
minds of these frightened people, and
added to their terror.
Merrick calmly locked Jones’ apnrt
ment and put the key in his pocket.
The smoke was becoming thicker,
and figure after figure went lurching
and plunging toward the stairs,
possible safety lay.
Merrick could easily have made his
escape, but somehow this thought did
not seem to have presented itself to
him while there were still others in
Some heroic souls at such times al
ways think for those whom fright
has rendered incapable of using their
own bairns—a fact that does human
nature credit. •
He entered upon a systematic ex
amination of each room, and managed
to start several upon the road to
It was a work that Just suited his
nature —he delighted in cheating the
fire demon out of his contemplated
victims, for he and the monster were
old enemies.
Rapidly, then, he made the tour of
the floor, and left not a room un
This had taken time, and the smoke
bad gathered in almost suffocating
clouds, so that Merrick on his way to
the stairs, ran zigzag across the hall,
back and forth, in order that he-might
not miss any unfortunate one who
should have sunk down overpowered
by the choking fumes.
That was a happy thought, an in
spiration born of genius, and all his
life Mark Merriak found cause to
bless the moment in which he had
conceived such a master stroke.
For he had not covered more than
half the distance when he came upon
one such unfortunate lying In a heap
and almost helpless.
It was impossiblbe to see, but Mer
rick put down his hands ami immedi
ately felt the face and long hair of
a woman.
She immediately caught hold of
him and endeavored to gain her feet,
but was too weak.
“Can you walk?" he shouted in
"Alas! I have sprained my ankle, I
fear.” came the reply close to his
Merrick did not hesitate.
He knew there was only one way
to get her to a place of safety, and
that was by carrying her.
So without a word of apology he
suddenly swept her up in his arms,
and was thankful to discover that she
turned out to be rather diminutive in
size—a woman of perhaps a hundred
"Put your arms around my neck."
he said.
The noise below was still fearful,
but she heard him evidently, for she
obeyed without hesitation.
Thus he proceeded toward the stair
Apparently they were the last ones
on that floor, all the others having
made good their escape.
An unpleasant surprise awaited
Merrick, for, upon reaching the stair
way, he found that the Are was there
ahead of him.
Some men would have been demora
lized, but with him opposition only
served to arouse new thoughts and
He remembered there was a second
stairway, used by the domestics per
haps—this might offer him the safety
the flrst refused.
So he turned and made for it as
only a desperate man could do.
"Save yourself, monsieur,” cried the
one whom he clasped in his arms, no
doubt fearing lest in endeavoring to
rescue her he would be lost; but Mer
rick never dreamed of so base an,ac
tion —since fortune had thus thrown
them together, one would not escape
without the other.
So down the narrow stairway they
went, hope gaining new ground in his
soul, though the smoke was just as
dense here us elsewhere.
He could hear the firemen now. anil
with their coming u chance arose that
the building might yet be saved.
Without warning he found further
progress out off l>y u sudden burst of
flames below.
To retreat was to invite disaster,
and Merrick was a man who knew
what It was to take heroic measures
when surrounded by peril.
Releasing his burden for n moment
he tied a handkerchief over his mouth,
then slipped off his coat and fastened
it as well about her head as he could
under the circumstances when hands
had to do double duty, since eyes
smarting with the smoke, were of no
He did not make the dash without
some exercise of Judgment In the prem
ises— the firemen had started to
throw water below, and It was his
hope to profit by this.
Again snatching up his burden, Mer
rick continued his downward plunge.
It was all over In a few seconds —
In running the gauntlet of fire he had
his hair singed a little, but by good
luck the stream of water drenched
them both, so that their garments re
sisted the heat.
And the gallant members of the
Parisian Are department who had
dragged their hose up the stairs In
order to fight the fire demon In Ills
lair, were doubtless amazed to sudden
ly see a dripping figure without a coat,
and carrying a muffled burden In his
arms, come staggering out of the
flames toward them.
At least they were now safe.
Down below Merrick found a great
crowd gathered—lt was about Bettled
that the hotel would be saved, so that
men who had been frantic with fright
above began to laugh and Joke over
their unbecoming attire, and tell of the
numberless lives they had saved by
shouting the alarm so bravely—it '.s
astonishing how many unrecognized
heroes there are In this world.
Merrick, quite exhausted, handed
his burden to a large man. who bustled
around as though he were a physician.
The lady had quietly fainted during
that last rush into the fire.
He did not think It even worth his
while to look at her face, but this
could be excused when his condition
was taken Into consideration.
"Kindly bring me my coat again."
was all he said, us he fell Into a chair.
By degrees he recovered bis breath,
and began to feel something like him
self when the physician once more ap
peared with his coat, which became
necessary in the frosty night air.
Merrick went outside to observe
the scene from that quarter, where
excitement still reigned.
And at this very moment, in the
room where the refugees were quar
tered. Little Miss Millions, seated upon
the floor like an eastern princess, al
beit a sadly bedraggled one. was
looking eagerly at a knotted cambric
handkerchief she held, and pressing to
her lips that portion where in a deli
cate red scroll could be plainly traced
the name of Mark Merrick!
(To be continued.)
Ancedote of Dr. Johnson.
It was in the shop of Thomas Da
vies. bookseller, that Boswell, after
ward the famous biographer of Dr.
Samuel Johnson, first met that great
man. Davies respectfully Introduced
Boswell, who was greatly agitated, to
the formidable doctor. Boswell whis
pered to Davies: “Don’t tell where I
come from.” “From Scotland.” cried
Davies, roguishly. “Mr. Johnson.” said
Boswell. "I do Indeed come from Scot
land. but I cannot help It.” This, of
course, was said not as a humiliating
abasement at the expense of his coun
try, but as a light pleasantry, which
he thought would soothe and concili
ate the doctor. The speech, however,
was somewhat unlucky. John seize !
the expression, “comes from Scot
land." and retorted: "That, sir, 1 find
is what a great many of your coun
trymen cannot help.”
Sweet Sympathy.
Mrs. Youngwed—Yes, Mr. Youngwed
didn’t feel at all well this morning,
so I just made him stay home from the
Mrs. Naybor—Indeed! I notice all
your carpets are up. and your back
shed’s painted, and
Mrs. Youngwed—Yes. I got Mr.
Youngwed to do all that while he was
home to-day.
Mill Workers In Japan.
All millB in Japan run day and night
and change hands at noon and mid
night. The vast majority of mill
workers are children, who work eleven
hours at low wages. In one mill at
Osaka 2,COO workers are under 15 year ,
of age. and operate only 3,700 spindl
In America 300 persons operate the
same number.
Why Fido Didn't Interfere.
Mrs. Jones —“Just think of it! That
fellow came in and actually Btole the
clock right off the mantlepiece."
Mrs. Brown—“And your dog was in
the very same room?”
Mrs. Jones —"Yes. but that didn't
count. Fido is only a watch dog, you
Real Socialist.
"I nebber met such a socialist as
“In what way?”
“Why. he was happy when he foun*
out he’d been run over by de old hog
t-aln. At first he thought it was a
Gould special.”
A drop of ink is- black, but It serves j
to enlighten many.
When He Was at Martinique—A Bull
Lgg Market—Professor Suggests
Path in Life for Yearning Soul—
Limit on Germ Theory.
Limit on Germ Theory.
‘Mrs. L)e Vinne has gone the limit
on her germ theory.”
"Wliat has she done now?”
“Why. so long as she only Insisted
on boiling the water and milk the
family didn’t object, but when her
husband and his brother Invited their
old ' hums to dinner and she-got hold
of iln- champagne and boiled it, then
then- was trouble."
A Bull Egg Market.
“So the show went through without
a hitch, did It?"
“Yes; the success was tremendous.”
“How do you account for It?”
"Well, you see. eggs were tremen
dously high.”
Her Path in Life.
"Professor.” said Miss Skylight. "I
want you to-suggest a course in life
for me. 1 have thought of journalism.
"What are your natural inclina
“Oh, my soul yearns and throbs and
pulsates with an ambition to give the
world a life-work that shall bo mar
velous in its scope and weirdly en
trancing in the vastncss of its struc
tural beauty!”
"Woman, you're born to be a mil
The Reason Why.
"John," asked Mrs. Roland Parke,
“why do you call our front lawn a
grass plot?”
The perspiring suburbanite leaned
a moment on his trusty lawn mower
after his daily rassle with the tall
grass, and said savagely:
“Grass plot? Why, because it looks
like a confounded conspiracy on the
part of the grass to break my back
every summer!"
Domestic Bliss.
Meeker—Did you tell that rook that
I kicked about the roast at dinner
last night?
Mrs. Meeker—Yes.
Meeker —What did she say?
Mrs. Meeker —She* said I might in
form you. with her compliments that
'here were* no strings i!sd to you an*'
if her cooking didn’t suit you it was
ip to you to take your meals else
In Our Flat.
Agent—You say that you can’t sleep
at. night? Well, let me sell you a
lock with a luminous face.
Smythe—Don't need it.
Agent—But how can you tell the
ime at night?
Smythe—By the neighbors dropping
• ielr shoes, Mrs. Brown drops her
promptly at 11. Mr. Topfloor at 12 and
"id Bonder at 1.
The Right Place.
"Is this whore you make trouble?”
asked the little* man at whose elbow
-tood an aggressive looking woman.
“This is the marriage license bu
reau,” answered the man behind the
“That’s what I meant,” said the lit
tle man, as lie sighed and reached
into his pocket for $2.
They Would Cure Him.
“I wish,” she sighed, "I could break
little Willie of the habit of calling
“You can,” responded the gruff
neighbor promptly.
“Discharge the nurse and send him :
out to play with a low rough boys ;
some afternoon.”
Hard on the Dog.
“Billingsley has taught ills dog to
“Does he sing well?”
“He sings as well as Billingsley
. ould teacu him.”
"I never heard Biliingley. Is he a i
good singer?”
"Well, the dog has been shot at (
seven times.”
Little Willie —Pa, what does this
paper mean by saying it was a fruit
less search?
Father —It probably applies, my
son, to the Quest of some man who
■ as looklrg for pineapples on a pine
t ree.
That’s Different.
A Missouri man refuses to accept a
-aey of 512,000 eonditioi al on
>anging Ms name. There are plenty i
: girls in .Missouri, no doubt, who will |
urge t’elr rames for half the j
T.lan (in drug store) —“I want some
consecrated lye.”
Druggist—“ You mean concentrated
lye.” '
Man —“It does nutmeg any differ
ence. That's what I camphor. What
does it sulphur?”
Druggist—“ Fifteen scents. I never
cinnamon a man with so much wit."
Man—“ Well, should myrrh, myrrh!
Yet I ammonia a novice a' it.”—Ex.
Beating the Stock Market.
“Yes. sir; I have the best of inside
information and I would he glad to
sell you tile secret of beating the
stock market.”
“Well. I'll tell you." returned tho
cautious stranger, “just you try it
first, and If you win—”
“Yes; if I win—”
“Why. then you’ll he rich enough so
thnt • you won't have to sell any
Chance for a Profit.
"Why should I advance money for
your campaign expenses?” demanded
tlie speculator.
"Just as n business investment,"
replied the man who wanted to boa
legislator. “I know something of the
character of some of tho measures to
be introduced at the* next session, anti
I am confident I will bo able to de
clare a dividend before It is half
"Old Has a Mortgage.
Tight fist —They say habit is so
strong thnt a man's spirit goes right
on doing the same tiling after death
that he did in life.
Gainor—'luat can’t be true about
your case.
Tightflst—Why not?
(iainor —Look at your habit of shov
eling snow from your walk.
Without the Paternal Check.
She (after the elopement) —I havo
received a letter from my father.
Dear pupa Is so absent-minded.
lie —In what way?
She —He inclosed a lot of millinery
ami dressmaking bills and forgot to
put in the money to pay for them!
New .York Weekly.
An Unobliging Man.
“No. they haven’t been friends
since they took an ascent together in
the captive balloon."
"Did they fall out?”
"Not exactly She got angry be
cause he wouldn't cut their names in
the balloon us a memento of tho
His Trade.
“I did have a trade onct, ma’am,”
said the tramp, "but I gov it up for
a profession.”
"And why didn't you stick to tho
”1 am stlckin’ to it. I'm a miner by
trade and a striker by profession.”
Foxy Youth.
She —Iteally. I don’t feel like walk
ing. My feet havo bothered mo a
good deni lately.
He—You must be exceedingly ner
He—Yes: otherwise you wouldn’t
I let such little things bother you.
Increased Interest.
"Did you call that trust magnate to
the stand?"
"I did," answered the man who was
conducting the investigation.
"I suppose he added a great deal
to the interest of tho case?”
“He did. It is now more mysteri
ous than ever.”
An Admiring Tribute.
A noted Missouri scrapper died re
cently. and his admirers raised a
monument over his grave bearing
these words:
"He was always looking for a fight
with a man of Ills own size."—Atchi
son Globe.
Wry Before the Volcano.
Tramp—Lady, can't yer help a man
who was at Martinique?
I.ady (giving him a dime) —Poor
man. When were you there?
Tramp—About fifteen years ago.
One Definition.
"Wnat is a politician?” asked the
"A politician,” replied his father bit
terly, "that Is a successful politi
cian. is a man who can evade his
promises without seeming to break
his word.”
Only Happened Once.
The Bride (on the honeymoon)—
Why. you only bought one ticket,
The Oroom—By Jove! I never
thought of myself.
One of the fluent books about the
Irritated West is "The ComiueHt of
Arid America." It Is now entirely out
of print, but, fortunately, permission
was given to reprint tin* best portion
of it In a fifty-page pamphlet, called
••The Better Half of the l'nlted States.
Every western man ought to this
and send it to eastern friends. For a
cony with other literature about the
sunny San Luis valley, send four cents
in stamps to Zepli. Clias. Fell. 10- Bos
ton building. Denver. Colorado.
Agent—I am agent, sir. for the Hreat
American I'nivcrsal Encyclopedia of
History, Biography. Art. Science and
Literature, complete in two hundred
vol " Business Mail Don’t need it.
I married a Boston girl.
llow Mrs. Brucn, a Noted Opera
Singer, Escaped an Operation.
Proof That Many Operations
for Ovarian Troubles arc Un
“ Dear Mrs. Pinkiiam : —Travelling
for years on them.!, with irregular
meals au<l sleep nntl (lamp Ihmlh. broke
down my health m> two
years ago that the physician advised a
complete rest, and when 1 had gained
MIIS. <l. iJuL'OIS.
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ovarian troubles. Not a very cheerful
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“ Your Vegetable Compound is cer
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$6OOO forfeit if aboue testimonial la not genuine.
Tlio fullest counsel on this
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cost by writing to Mrs I'lnkhum,
Lynn, Mass. Your letter will be
entirely confidential.
Ward’s Big Bargain Book
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