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Adirondack Community in Verita
ble Reign of Terrer Over
Mystery Man.
POSSES HUNT IN VAIN
State Constabulary Scour the Woods
in Search of Hia Hiding Place, j
but Fall to 8olve the Mystery
—Appears Daily.
Malone, N. T.—For several weeks
a veritable reign of terror has existed
among the people of that part of this
country, called the “back woods,”
which rejoices in the euphonious name
of Skerry. Women sleep 111 o’ nights,
children are kept from school, or
guarded by adults on their way there
and back, lonely females cower be
hind locked doors and men wag their
heads In gossip as they ponder over
the puzzle of the wild man, cause of
all the pother.
That there ,1s a wild man inhabit
ing the woods, appearing and disap
pearing strangely In the more settled
districts, apparently content with
waving a big club and threatening
children, seems beyond dispute. For
has he not been seen over and over
again by women and children, some
times clothed only in the garb of
Adam and sometimes wearing a
gunny sack? And always he is wav
ing that big clubj.
Search in Vain.
The puzzle of the masculine popula
tion of Skerry is to find his hiding
place, for he has proved a veritable
will-o-the-wlsp. It is generally con
ceded that it must be in a big swamp
on the Deer river, which Is peculiarly
suitable setting for a modern Tarzan;
but this belief is due to the fact that
he has not been found elsewhere
rather than to any evidence akin to
proof. Posses have been organized
and search of the woods made, and
the state constabulary of this village
have been called upon in vain to
solve the mystery.
This man appeared In Skerry about
the middle of last month. He was an
Irishman, was lame, and clothed in
overalls, without coat or bat He In
quired of Abe Pattoti and, later, of
Charles Trin, both Skerryites, the
way to a lumber camp, aad received
from each minute directions to guide
him. No one has ever met him since,
Ha» Been Seen Over and Over.
unless he be the w*d man, and ap
parently he never reached -the camp.
The next day two woodmen, named
Lu xltius Uuii a.aync, repurtvd that
they had heard cries of some one In
trouble, coming from the woods, and
that they hutlocHl and followed the
cries Into the forest for fully three
hours without coming up with the
man. The wife of La Hare has add
ed to the mystery hy reporting that
on the same day she saw from a hack
window of her home a strange man,
naked to the waist, holding his hands
above his head, and wandering through
the brush. * Soon afterward he dis
appeared into the woods.
Makes Appearance Daily.
Since then almost daily there have
been reports of the man’s appearance
and mysterious movements, but though
large numbers of men have scoured
the country for him, none lias been
able even to get sight of him. At
times as many as 100 men, under
Sheriff Steenberge and the state con
stables have been engaged In this
search. Their failure has only added
to the nervous strain under which the
women of Skerry live, and which has
resulted In steps to protect children.
This action has been spurred by the
reports of one boy chased by the man
with threats to kill him with his club,
and of a little girl, left alone In her
home, who was terrorized by the ap
pearance of the man and his attempt
to force his way Into the house. Upon
these reports state troopers made an
other attempt with the aid of,u police
dog to run the man clown
Something to
Think ylbout
By F. A. WALKER
WITH YOUR CHILD.
LET us suppose you are a parent.
That you love your children and
are seriously concerned about
their future welfare.
They are average children, no doubt,
fond of play, never still unless ga^ep {
In mischief and out at every opportu
nity, and seem bent upoh filling your
life to the brim with ever-changing
smiles and tears.
But what of.it? They are of your
own blood and bone.
Their tendencies In the main are in
herited. Turn backward a moment
and reflect.
They are entitles of your infant self,
in new bodies, with recently adjusted
brains and of keener vision than thil- j
dren of a generation ago.
As the progress of the human race
is towards advancement you must ex
pect differences In temperaments,
ideals and modes of expression. Like
you, they are being swept forward
by the invisible force whirling plan
ets and holding In place the heavens
add the earth.
To you has been intrusted their
keeping.
The responsibility of parentage
must be accepted in the right spirt,
and when this shall have been dpne
the proper training of these newcom
ers will become a pleasurable duty,
fairly easy of accomplishment.
Cultivate companionship l>y becom
ing one of them In thought and act
Seek to be their best friend. These
things will bring you closer to them
and enable you better to understand
and correct faults and shortcomings.
As a friend you can be firm with
out being severe.
You can lead without being suspect
ed and mold the new life to ft life
of honor and beauty.
You can straighten the crooked
twig by doing It gently, not by a twist
or blow. Neglect it when It Is tender,
hope of transformation is gone.
Children are natural Imitators.
What their parents do and say chil
dren do and say, and plus. They put
in something for good measure. So
be careful of your speech and deport
ment.
They are the latest edition and must
be read with searching eyes.
There’s more in this latest edition
than you may suspect, pqt there by
a wise Creator for the development
and advancement of mankind, and It
depends entirely on the parents wheth
er It shall be received by the world
with censure or approval.
(Copyright.)
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LYRICSOF LIFE
By DOUGLAS MALLOCH
THE LAKE OF STARS.
TWTtiEN all Is lovely on the lake,
.No night-winds rudely pass,
Not even gentle breeges break
The water’s perfect glass,
Afloat, alone, from your canoe
Look down and you will see
Reflected there the sky of blue
And all its canopy.
You will behold a thousand lights
Now near that were afar,
For only thus on perfect nights
The lake receives the star,
SeCn only thus when perfect pence
Is on the quiet tide,
When all the winds that wander cease
And earth Is satisfied.
But, If a breeze shall venture here,
Some tiny tempest blow,
Ycur lake of stars will disappear
Ara nil ho Unrlr holow.
Tii«j> aie iiOi blutlOil fi'oiii the skies
By just a moment’s care —
O ye discouraged, lift your eyes,
For still the stars are there!
(Copyright.)
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HOW DO YOU SAT IT?
Bjr C N. LURIE
Common Errors in English and
How to Avoid Them
“CHARACTER" AND “REPUTA
TION."
AVOID the common error of con
founding these two words, for
there is a clear and sharp dis
tinction in their meanings. Your char
acter is what you are, in your moral
nature, your abilities, etc.; your repu
tation is what your friends, your
neighbors, the world, thinks of you.
Your reputation may be ruined by a
false accusation, but your character
cannot be injured by anyone but your
self.
Abbot says, “Character is what a
person is; reputation is what he is
supposed to be. Character is in him
self, reputation is in the minds of oth
; ers. Character is injured try tempta
! tions and wrongdoings; reputation by
slanders and libels. Character endures
through defamation in every form but
perishes where there is a voluntary
transgression; reputation may last
through numerous transgressions, but
be destroyed by n single, and even an
unfounded, accusation or aspira
tion."
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IS REINCARNATED
New York Man Is Convinced That
He Recently Saw Relative
Who Died Years Ago.
HEARS MYSTERY VOICE
Begins Systematic Search in Confident
Belief That His Brother Has
Been Reborn Upon This Earth
—Stranger in Subway.
New York.—A few days ago the
following advertisement appeared In a
New York paper:
July 22-26, 1896. Did your birthday hap
pen to fall with or near that time.'
tin October 21, 181)4. a little child died.
There ia scientific basis for the theory
that this child's spirit pursued a con
tinuous existence on earth and experi
enced another physical rebirth about July
22-20, 1S95. This theory can be established
only through practical demonstration, and
a rigorous test method has peon de
vised for that purpose. Such demonstra
tion will throw new light upon a number
of unman problems which seem impossible
of solution at present. Inquiries, sug
gestions, honest criticisms, will receive
every courtesy within my power. The
child was my brother. Reid Davies.
Twenty-six years ago Reid Davies
and his brother, aged seven and five
respectively, lay 111 of the same sick
ness. One day Reid heard a voice,
which he described as having sounded
like “the voice of Christ on the cross,”
calling “Go to Roy, mamma, he wants
you.” He cried out, his mother came
in haste, and they found his brother
dead. Since that time Reid has con
tinually felt the spirit of his younger
playmate to be closely bound to his
own, through some quite definite but
mysterious ties. His dead brother, he
declares, has been the most powerful
influence that lias ever been exerted
over his life.
Stranger in Subway.
Two years ago this feeling of com
munion with the departed gathered
wonderful strength in the mind and
soul of Reid Davies. Some mighty
force seemed to have taken possession
of all his faculties, bending them
whither it would, regardless of his
will. While in this condition he found
himself one day looking steadfastly
into the eyes of a stranger in the sub
way, and in them recognizing unmis
takably tfle spirit, or ego, of his lost
brother. The young man whom Mr.
Davies then saw, as he afterward
11
Stunned by Mutual Recognition.
recalled, also bore a very remarkable
physical likeness to another of his
brothers, ■who was said to have closely
resembled the deceased Infant In his
youth. Shocked and stunned by an
Inexplicable mutual recognition, the
two gazed at each other in rapt at
tention, and without making any move
ment or sign, until the swaying, .lam
ming crowd had separated them—per
haps forever. From that day to this,
Mr. Davies has spent nil h's time in a
systematic search for his aeincarnuted
brother, and in a scientific study of
occult phenomena that may throw
light upon his quest.
Believes in Soul Transmigration.
He Is convinced absolutely of the
basic truth of the doctrlinj of the trans
migration of souls after death, and
claims to have developed, through
logical and scientific methods, a theory
that can be, and Indeed has been, he
says, proved objectively and demon
strated. If he actually succeeds in
finding his brother who was dead and
is alive again, his theory will have re
ceived very startling confirmation.
According to this theory, bis brother
Is In his present incarnation of Anglo
Saxon or, Celtic race, bom within a
week of July 22, 1895, now being in
modest circumstances, and devoting his
life to the good of his fellowmen. To
nil persons who seem to fit this de
scription (and there are probably a
great many) Mr. Davies proposes to
put certain psychological tests which
will immediately demonstrate the pos
sibility or Impossibility of there being
an actual ego-afflnlty in each particular
Instance.
Dog Stole Cat'a Kittens.
Cape Girardeau, Mo.—Ordinarily
dogs are enemies of cats and shake
the life out of them at each opportuni
ty, but George Blore, a sign painter of
this city, has a dog that Is so fond of
them that he has stolen three kittens
from a mother cat and is now ralsi-fc
them. And In the meantime the
mother cat lias been gr&ving over tlie
loss of her babies and searches every
where, but In the kennel, for them.
What Professor
Wanted
By WINIFRED DUNBAR.
Copyright, 1921, Western Newspaper Union.
“I don’t know what can he the
matter with me, Miss Johnsoi nl said
Professor Barry to his hous~wieper,
as she handed him his morning cof
fee. “I think I must be growing
old.”
“Oh, come, professor, you old at
forty-five!” replied Miss Johnson,
laughing. “What you want IS to get
married.”
“Get married,” repeated the profap
sor absently, as though the idea hftit
never occurred to him. “Why, wh®
would want to, marry an old fogy Ulte
me?"
“Some might,” retorted Miss John
son, tossing her head.
MIbs Johnson come every day tf
tend to the professor’s needs, Ho
instructor in Latin at the C
Miss Elizabeth Johnson was
daughter of a fellow professor Who
died Impoverished. Miss J<
lfilght have been thirty-five. !
“If I ever get married,” mused tb©
professor, as he wandered in thq di
rection of the town, “I should want a
wife with light brown hair, bifid eyest
and—Why, bless me.”
He blushed as he hurried along the
street, for It had suddenly occurred
to him that he was describing Mifsa
Johnson.
“But I didn’t mean anything, X ha
sure you,” he explained absently to
himself.
"Please don’t mention It,” said tt
pleasant female voice In his ear, apA
the professor started In surprl:
see that he was looking into thp
of a comely young woman who
u baby.
“I assure you no harm has f
done,” she said. "So If you will
hold my little girl a
everything will come out all right.1
And she thrust a blinking bundle Into
t
ms arms.
"Now I wonder what It was thal
self, but there was no answer forth
coming.
"Hush, hush, baby," implored tin
professor, dandling the Infant “Go t
sleep like a good boy—I mean gli
Mother will come by and by.”
Apparently this prospect did not ai
as a soothing Incentive, for the bah.
began to howl. A email boy Jeered
at him.
"Aw, take him home,” suggested &
ribald spectator. “Where did yod get
itr
"He’s stolen it,” suggested another
woman.
“Kidnaper,” yelled another woman 1
and promptly fainted.
“He’s Black Dan, the thousand-d^
lar child-stealer,” somebody
and those on the outskirts of tMW
crowd set up a yell of rage and sq»r'
forward toward the victim.
Happily at this Juncture a polic
came pushing through the crowd.
"What’s all this?” he dema:
"Hey, there. Whose child Is tha
"It belongs to a woman,” stamn.
Professor Barry. “I don't know h
“He’s stolen it,” shrieked an li
lady as she broke her umbrella u,
the professor’s hat.
“Gimme the child,” said the pob
man, taking the screamlag and frig,
ened baby from the professor's arm
“Certainly,” said the professor cot
ilially, divesting himself of his bur
den happily and turning to dodge out v
of the crowd.
“Hey, where are you going?” crl^d
the policeman, “you're coming with
me. It’s going to be a cell for you.”
“But a woman gave it to me,” plead
ed Professor Barry dismally. > :
"Tell that to the Judge. Are yon
coming quietly, or—”
Miss Johnson appeared at the p
did,” suggested the professor to
man’s side.
n
“It’s an right,” she said, 8n\
“Just a mistake, Frank. This Ifjft
fessor Barry of whom I have oftel
A
you.”
"Then what’s he doing
strange baby, miss?” inquired th;
liceman dubiously.
“Why, you foolish man, It is
strange baby, It’s your baby,” *~\
Miss Johnson, smiling. “Don’t
snow your own child?”
“My Bessie!” exclaimed the pol.
man. “Where's my Polly and »
isn’t she here?”
As he looked round helplessly a
young woman struggled through the
crowd and snatched the child hysteri
cally from Miss Johnson's arms, kiss
ing and murmuring over it.
“My baby," she cried. “I left her
with the saleswoman, Frank, and she
gave her to the wrong woman. Thank
God, I’ve found her.” \
“There you see the explanation
said Miss Johnson. “The worn
couldn’t resist taking her, and tL
she was afraid to restore her, so t
gave her to Professor Barry been
he looked absent-minded. Profes
Frank Hltchlns is the son of my la —
lady.”
Professor Barry, too stupefied to i
^ f" V
swer, suffered hl«r"»lf to he led a
<7 log
half an hour iTtei' Miss
posited him at the door^
"Now I guess you canwke ca
yourself, professor,” she said, smi
Tine professor’s arms went up Jut
the baby’s bad done, and he car_
Miss Johnson by the sleeve.
"No, I can’t,” he said. “I want
somebody to take care of me for Ilf®.
That’s what is the matter with rtfc ,
I want you, Miss Johnson—I mem
Elizabeth. Will you?"
Miss Johnson Signified that shft
would. - i

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