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THE ARGUS, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 80, 1009.
. Since" Jack Binns electrified
.tha wrtd with his C Q D wire
leest-catt for-hetp-from the team
shin Renublic a well deserved
glamoar of romance has clothed
the whole subject of wireless
telegraphy. Thejjtay "Via Wire-
tee1' appeared some wnontns oe
fore the Jtepublic disaster, and,
I strange to relate, the very day
' Lieutenant Sommers, the hero of
the ptay, was sending oat fits
xsirelesa appeal fcr assistance
from the yacht Irvessa, with no
! thought for his own safe ty, Jack
JBinns in the wireless room of
thet ttintrin Rermblio was danti-
eating in r eat life the heroic in
cident of the clay. This live
romance,- the story of the ptay,
has all the thrill of the Jack
Binns incident, and more, for,
while Binns risked his life for
duty. Lieutenant Sommers risked
his for duty and for love of
plucky Frances Durante
JTST STJPFOSEfG. ''
' VfROM' the brow of tte faCl above
1 Lvf the Durant works Lieutenant
fi Sommers, United States navy,
l looked over the city of steel
esireicnea away ui iu iwu
He saw the acres of huge buBdings,
'their hundreds of chimneys belching
1 forth streams of black smoke; the loss
.! streets lined with the houses of the
workmen and here and there figures
ithat seemed t&. tte distance pygmies
'hurrying; to and fro.
Faintly the roar of the furnaces, the
'distant clang- of the huge hammers and
jthe clamor of the gteel came to him.
ft was- a scene"' to stir the blood ot a
man who iovedaction- For a few mln
utes the naval man looked In silence:
'then be drew a long breath acd turned
to the girl at bis Bide.
"And all this will be yours some
day." he said.
Frances Durant locked up with a
"Yes; 1 does 6eem quite a lot for
one wee bit of a girl to have, doesn't
it? Bat I can depend upon dad to
make some arrangements fpr running
it. The steel works are his pride, you
know, and he is going to leave theia a
monument to the name of Durant"
Lieutenant Sommers half 6lshed.
"Pinckney Is a 'lucky dog," he said ir
"Lucky dog?' The girl arched her
eyebrows as she as!ied the question.
"Why do you say that, Mr. Sommers?
I don't understand."
Sommers smiled at her puzzled look,
though she really had a right to be
puzzled, for why a man, young, strong.
gocd looking and an officer in the
nary, with a medal for bravery al
ready to his credit, should call another
man "lucky dog" was enough to puz
zle any girl of nineteen who was es
pretty and independent as Frances
"I mean," exclaimed Sommers, "that
he's a lucky dog because any man who
is young and the manager of a place
like this and has the prospects ahead
of working throughout his life for you
must be a lucky dog. Can't you
The glxY laughed, in pleased fashion.
, "Very clever, Mr. Sommers. But
Just now you. are twice as lucky as
'Ned Finckney, for the Durant steel
plant is working for you, turning out
the gun that is- going to make you rich
The officer shook his head, smiling
"Famous, I nope, Miss Durant," he
said, "but not rich. I am an omcer in
the navy, and whatever we navy men
do, you know, belongs to Uncle Sam.
lie took us and licked us into shape.
and be gives us our chance, and We
' must work for him all our lives."
"Well, anyhow, we are working for
you now.' she said with satisfaction,
.""and from all I can hear about the
works your gun Is going to be a mar
vel. It's something to znako a gun, I
!tell you, but It's more to invent one.
I Ned Pinckney makes them makes lots
of them but you've Invented one, so
I think you are the lucky dog, not he."
; Her admiration was so genuinely
sincere that Sommers, against his will
tad to take it seriously.
,s "It wasn't Just that I meant, Miss
Durant," be said. "A naval officer has
' a lot, I kaow. I thought he had every
thing In the world he could wish until
these last few weeks, since i came
! here to superintened the casting of nay
. "What has made you change?" she'
" The man looked straight at her.
"I've met you." be said.
The eirl bit. her lips, for she knew
indicates weakness of the stom
ach nerves which control the
Hesire for food. It is a sure
- sign that the digestive organs
need the help or
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ner'face had "grown suddenly red, and
that irritated her. So she tossed her
head after the fashion of girls of nine
teen and pretended she did not under
"I don't see why that should alter
matters-." she protested airily. -I
should think meeting me and meeting
omer people here would mane you
moreln love with your own free, splen
The navy man shook his bead, and
bis smile was lust a little grim.
"Perhaps It might make me In love,
but not with navy life," he suggested.
Don t yon see? The navy is wonder
ful. The life is the finest on earth.
But let's suppose a little from th3
other side, and then you'll understand
why I said Ned Pinckney's a lucky
"Suppose a man Is young and good
looking and clever and the manager
or a great plant nte your fatner's.ana
suppose he's In love with you.'
"It seems to me that you're a great
6Upposer," laughed the girt.
"That's about all I caa .be a sup
poser. Supposing is Just about as far
as a naval lieutenant can ever go with
the daughter of a steel millionaire."
The girl shook' her head angrily.
"Seems to me," she declared, "that
naval lieutenants are very queer peo
ple even if they do wear medals for
bravery." Then, with one of her quick
changes of mood, she looked up at
him most innocently. "Did you do
much supposing, Mr. Sommers, when
you plunged Into the sea from the
deck of your ship that winter's night
to save an ordinary sailor?"
Involuntarily the man stepped to
ward her, bis arms half outstretched.
She did not move, but he stopped him
self with an effort, dropping his arms.
That plsnge was nothing to one
I'd like to take," he said.
The girl looked up at him, challenge
In her eyes
Why don't you, then, Mr. Sommers?
I could never have thought you'd be
afraid of anything.
"There's one thing I am afraid of,"
he admitted frankly,
"Yes?" with a world of wonder in it.
What Is that thing, Mr. Sommers?"
"Ob!" she said; then, after a pause.
"You know we are a good deal alike,
for once or twice I've been a little
afraid of you too,
"May I finish supposing?" he asked
humbly when the pause that followed
her last remark had become signifi
Supposing? Yes; I presume so," she
Well, as I was saying, supposing a
man, young, good looking, manager of
this wonderful plant, with a mana
ger's salary and future prospects"
The girl yawned.
"Will you please tell me, Mr. Som
mers, what that can possibly nave to
"Wait till I finish," he protested
Suppose he's in love with you?"
"Well," she said, "is It' my turn now
He shook his bead.
"It will be your turn in just a mln
ute. You must get the other side of
Impulsively the man Itemed toward her.
this suppose first The second sup
pose is. Suppose love you? Did you
hear that suppose?"
"Distinctly," she agreed.
"Then, if you have those two sup
poses clearly before you, isn t it easy
to see why I called him a lucky dog?"
The girl shook her head.
"I'm afraid I'm very stupid, Mr.
Sommers, but I can't see why an offi
cer in the navy ehoold call the mana
ger of a steel plant a lucky dog under
'Terhaps if you weighed the compar
ative salaries and future prospects of
the two men and considered both in
love with the same girl you might un
derstand," he suggested.
The. girl laughed at bim.
"Your deduction was very nice, xsry
pretty, very clever. Mr. Bommere; but.
you see, it won't stand the highest
No?"-he asked, surprised.
"No, Mr. Sommers. . not fos a mo
ment. Let mo suppose a little. Sup
pose you or some other officer. could
change places with the manager of the
reei pianr, or suppose tne owner ot a
steel plant even should come to me
and say: i hare plenty of money. I
Will you be mine? An'd then X should
say, 'I'm awfully sorry. Mr. Manager
or Mr. Owner of a Steel. Plant; but,
you see, I have everything . I want,
thank you, and I don't care the least
little bit for you.' Now, where would
your suppose theory be then, Mr. Som
man shrugged his shoulders.
"Anyhow,. Miss Durant," he said,
"the manager of the steel plant or the
owner of the steel plant can go to the
girl he loves, make his fight, take hia
chance and, like a man, abide by the
result. But the navy fellow can't do
that. All he can do is to bite bis lips
and twiddle his thumbs and regret and
suppose." " .
He ended it bitterly, half turning
away from her, so that he did not see
the girl's quick. Involuntary motion to
ward him. He was still half turned
away when ehe fought down the in
clination of her heart to speak. At
last she gained self control.
"Of course, Mr. Sommers," she be
gan sarcastically, "if the navy men are
so selfish that they're not willing to
give a girl a chance to show the stuff
she's made of, if they're afraid to take
any sort of plunge except a plunge
for glory, why, they must expect to
receive the reward that comes to tho
men who won't try the reward of
failure. If I were a man" her voice
took on color of strength and boldness
"whether I were in the navy or
whether I owned a continent, I would
not let any foolish eelshness of my
own keep me from Attempting to get
anything I wanted."
"Frances!" The man whirled sud
denly, catching her two hands. "You
She looked up at him, happy and
"Yes," she said, "of course I mean
it" And her eyes invited him.
Impulsively the man leaned toward
her. Then, as their faces almost seem
ed to touch, n cold, hard voice seemed
to cut them apart.
"Ah! Good evening! I thought il
was you two up here."
Angry, embarrassed, the navy non
tenant stepped back. The girl, with a
woman's power of eelf control, seemed
'Oh!" she cried gayly. "Is that you.
Edward? Lieutenant Sommers and 1
were just talking of you. He says
you're a lucky dog."
the marriage of Frances Durant and
Edward Pinckney had been so long
anticipated by ell who knew them
that the announcement of their en
gagement would have been received
with a feeling of general relief. In
the mlads of their friends it would
have straightened out an awkward
situation. Under present circumstances
their friends did not know Just how
to take them. For more than a-year
it bad been generally understood they
would some time marry, but the mem
bers of the set in which they moved
had waited anxiously, but in vain, for
some definite sign. It was generally
taken for granted that Mr. Durant did
not object, and Mrs. Durant was open
ly In favor of the match.
Frances herself was the stumbling
btack. Time after time her Intimates
tried to find out, but each time, with
perfect good humor, but with complete
thoroughness, she blocked every at
tempt. Finally, their curiosity block
ed, the solicitous friends had decided
to take the situation for granted, and
so they had with perfect faith spread
the report that as soon as Frances had
reached her majority the couple were
to be married. Even the people about
the steel works had come to look at
the matter in the same light The
men understood that the general man
ager was some day going to marry
the daughter of the boss, and that
made them treat him with more re
spect for not only was he the mana
ger, with power greater than most su
pervising managers had, but he was
also expected to own the works some
Pinckney, too, was particularly care
ful not to contradict the general im
pression. He knew the influence it
gave him, and also he was so tremen
dously ambition and so anxious to
bring the marriage about that be really
believed it would be. Acd even an
enemy must have admitted there was
etery reason for aim to nope. The
eon of a friend. George Durant, who
had committed suicide after ruining
himself on Wall street, Edward Pinck
ney when a mere boy bad been taken
Into the household of the steel mil
lionaire. Durant had sent the boy to
the best. schools In the country. Boy
though he was. Finckney had appre
ciated the opportunity given bim. He
had studied hard, finally graduating
from one of the best institutions at
the top of his class. Then his bene
factor had placed him immediately in
the works. Durant bad no son, and
to him Edward Pinckney, with bis In
born tact his aggressfveness and bis
Rplendid mind, seemed Just the kind of
son. he would have liked to' have.
(To be Continued.) ,
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1805 SECOND. AVSfiUC,
Chords and Discords
Jones is a resident of an upper ward.
He reached home one night recently
shortly before 1. He came in a deep
sea going. In ascending the steps lead
ing to the front door he slipped and
fell. A lady occupying a home on the
opposite side of the street was arous
ed by the cab. She peered through a
window Just in time to see Jones tum
ble. She called to her husband.
"I believe Jones must be intoxicated,
John. He has fallen and hurt him
self, sure. It's horrible the way these
men carry on. He has such a lovely
wife and dear little children. Anyway,
he can't afford to keep up the pace. I
heard only yesterday that he was
threatened with suit if he did not settle
one of his bills. Can't last long. His
wife, you know, will not put up with it
Her folks are well fixed, and she could
go to them with the children Just as
well as not"
An automobile stopped in front of
Jones. It brought the family physi
cian. That settled It.
The neighbor who had made the dis
covery had several calls to make the
next day. The news was broken at
each place, and it was a sensation In
every Instance In which It was re
peated. "Don't you know." replied one. "I
bad heard rumors of Jones' bad habits.
My husband said there was nothing to
It. But you will find that the men
have a habit of sticking together."
'T m not in the least surprised," an
other said. "Mrs. Jones was Invited
out to bridge last Tuesday, and she
was missing. She said one of the chil
dren was 111. I was suspicious then,
and I have since beard through a con
fidential source that Jones had been
carrying on, and It so broke her up
that she did not care to face her
friends. Jones simply was not fit to
be seen in company. That's the plain
.fact. Ot course I would not have you
breathe a word 'of it to anyone else.
He nny reform, but I have my doubts
of ft You see, when a 'man reaches
his age, and begins to go wrong, there
is little hope for him."
On- her way back home the village
peddler ran across another circulator
whom she had overlooked on the out
trip. 'Isn't it terrible about Jones?"
she began. Tie's not alone disgracing
his own family, but he is giving the
block .a bad name. I Just learned in
confidence that be broke his leg tn a
fall while drunk Monday night, . and
that he has since been locked in his
room, denying himself to all his
friends. I meant to go over' and sym
pathize with, his family, but Mrs. Jones
you know ana Is so funny -she might
think I was trying to nose into her af
fairs; so I have remained away. Poor
thing I I pity her."
The husband of the woman who saw
Jones fall after leaving the cab in
front of his houBd was at the dinner
table the following Saturday evening.
"Came up on the car with Jones,
dear," he said. "Ho wasn't hurt that
night. He'd been east on business and
got home late. He merely tore a hole
in tne knee of hia trousers when he
stumbled. He's been away all week.
too. Left at 4 o'clock the same morn
ing for Kansas City. Juat returned
Pick the Winners and 'Get in Our Lines.
OveirecDsiil to Qgfe
FIFTEEN DOLLAR TAILORS
N. S. SMITH, Mr.
the other night he found the little girl
ill.' He called the doctor, and she was
all right In half an hour. They have
invited ua over for dinner Monday."
Thl Should Settle It.
Rock Island, Oct 27. I was amazed
at the Incongruities and Inconsisten
cies you permitted to creep into your
Peary-Cook north pole Interviews, and
a little surprised that you did not seek
opinions from persons of wider gen
eral knowledge than those whom you
selected. I do not wish to be under
stood as flattering myself, but for your
own Information would suggest that
If, in the future, you wish enlighten
ment on things scientific, you might
consult some one known to be equip
per intellectually to discuss such, a
question. Publicity is distasteful to
me,- but I must speak out In this in
stance, especially when there is mani
festly such a glaring lack of common
sense understanding of a simple propo
sition. (I enclose you a chart show
ing the routes followed by Peary and
Cook, respectively, In their quest of
the pole). The discrepancies ' In the
data submitted by the explorers should
prove to the ordinary mind that Dr.
Cook did not attain the coveted spot,
and that Commander Peary did. I re
gard Dr. Cook as a bold adventurer.
On the other hand. Commander Peary
has persevered, and finally triumphed
Kindly do not print my name.
Startling-, If True.
Highland Park (III.) Echo: Captain
W. A. Itosenfleld, one of our best
known commuters, is spending a week
with his relatives In Rock Island. He
has extensive Interests In that locality
which will call him there frequently.
Ox tne Party Uie
Four-party telephone line (10' a. m.)
Mrs. Allen calls up Mrs. Smith. Mrs.
Roberts takes down the receiver to
give an order to the meat market for
the noon-hour meaL
Mrs. Allen: "I am nearly dead, but
I'm going if I possibly can make it
She's such a sweet woman, and such
a charming hostess; It would never do
Uo disappoint her."
Mrs. Smith: "Yes, by all means.
I've beard her say many nice things
about you. Wonder if the Gregorys
are going? The mother is a crab and
the daughter Is altogether too nosey
for me. There Is no denying they are
beautiful players, but they never have
anything to tell one. So dlslnterest
Ing." (10.15 a. m.)
Mrs. Roberts: "Central!"
Mrs. Allen: "Will you kindly keep
off the line? It's distressing how one
is Interrupted by persons who seem to
have nothing else to do but play oyer
the telephone." : ' ' '
Mrs. Smith: "It's positively annoy
ing, dear. I spoke to Dick last night
about the trouble I have In being, serv
ed on this; party line. What we really
CHORDS and DI3CORD3 " TWO
ought to have is Independent lines for
all subscribers. But, then, if we had
different breed on the line with us it
would be different" ,
uIfr.&- t tora j-jsi g.i& j
7HEN you join our squad you are sure
of the outcome. We make full
or half-backs and
see.an ppenfng. Wfi get, pur eyes
pjir skin and when ever a new
show ur weVe ,got jt
14th chapter. It's Just a dear. No, not
a soul in the house knows that I have
it Rather rich, I must admit; but it's
like all those sensational stories; stuns
at flret, but that soon blows over."
Mrs. Smith: "Indeed, I had the first
copy in the city. Mine came from Chi
cago. I'm going to bed early tonight
with a headache and finish it"
(11:05 a. m.)
Mrs. Roberts: "Please, central!"
Mrs. Allen: "Such brazennessl"
Mrs. Smith: "Let's complain to the
Mrs. Roberts starts for the meat
market, seven blocks away, and reach
es home all out of breath as her hus
band steps off the car ready to sit
down to lunch. He arrives at the office
half an hour late.
Rexdale Grtm In Dad.
Robert Rexdale, fraternal insurance
magnate, who writes poetry as a side
line, gives after-drnner addresses to
preserve his singing voice, and edits
a monthly Journal to keep out of mis
chief. Is In bad. He has been playing
both ends against the middle, and has
been caught with the goods. Brother
Rexdale has a home on Eleventh ave
nue. There is a movement to pave
that thoroughfore. ' Many of the own
ers of the frontage are objecting.
There was a dinner at the Rock Island
Club one night last week. Mr. Rex
dale was a guest. Of course, he had to
contribute to the oratorical flow. Pub
lic improvements were under discus
sion. He touched upon the Eleventh
avenue paving. He was in favor of
those betterments. He almost brought
tears to his eyes as he recounted the
hardships that some would have to
bear In paying for the Improvement.
He was one of those, but be would
bear his burden rather than have the
whole city Buffer by reason of the un
sightly avenue In Its unimproved con
dition. He had enough coal in for the
winter, and was in good standing with
the grocer and the butcher, and
thought he could pull through. If not.
he would make further sacrifices. He
would move if he saw that he could
not stand the pressure. Lo! and be
hold! when the petitions of the ob
jectors were read at a meeting of the
board of local Improvements subse
quent to the club meeting, the name of
Robert Rexdale loomed up In the list
It is probable that formal charges will
be preferred against bim. There is no
denying that he Is In a bad hole, but
his friends are satisfied that he will
be able to vindicate himself.
Tne Man Who Went to the Man Who
O, yes, O, yes. Of course, of course,
I've a minute or two to spare.
I like to hear of the bunch that stuck
And the others that have turned
Know you? Of course as I know my-
If I cannot recall the name.
I cannot recall the time or place.
Bat I know you Jut the same.
But don't start something that takes
Just spiel In your lighter vein.
For duty calls at the other end
And don't let me blow my train.
I would like to stick for a week or two,
And chat of the good old days,
teti&ia ti.a button "'Jiyst k
we tackle where '
505 FIFTEENTH STREET,
And list to the roast and praise
Of the knew-em-when's and the don't- 1
And the 'yarns of the ups and downs.
Of the frantic Eearch for the middle j
And of fortune's gmUc and frowns. J
It's great, It's great! I could stand for j
Though I stood out In the rain;
But the call of the simple is in my j
So don't let me blow my train.
You tell me that Franoy Is down and l
And that Eilson is broke for true !
You never got up to whore thoy woj, ,
But they came back to you.
There is balm in the ills that others I
There Is Joy in the doleful note; ,
It is pleasant to feel that the kick Is J
But pleasant er far to gloat
To gloat o'er the wrecks of the usod- J
To count up the sloughed and slain.
I could help you to prowl through the i
But don't let me blow my train.
Hugh E. Keouh, In Chicago Tribune. ;
DIARY OF ASi OHIJIWARV IIlTIlA!Vr.
B.r Grrtrudr F!nirflnx.
Aug. 13. The new bridge club that
my wife Joined recently had its socond j
meeting ot the home of Mrs. Morton i
yesterday. Her prizes cost her f25. j
She left the price tags on the several i
crticles. My wife paid she made It a j
point to 6how them to Mrs. Perkins, i
The first meeting of the club was with J
Mrs. Perkins. Her prizes cost f 15. 1
Mrs. Albright is next on the list. Her '
husband is about In my class finan- j
daily. I am hoping she will go in for ;
something cheaper, for wo get the club 1
after her. Albright is a sensible fel- i
low, and I don't believe he will stand '
for any foolish extravagance. At least
I hope he won't.
Aug. 16; My wife, as a girl, was a
fine singer. She has talents, and bas '
been generous In assisting at charity
entertainments, but since " the baby ;
came she bas declined invitations to
participate in thoso public functions. 1
Mrs. Morton likes the limelight. There !
Is something on, for my,wifo asked me
last night what I would say if sho
would appear 83 ono cf the heroines In :
a play for charity. I am reserving my '
decision. Of course I would be expect- '
ed to remain at home rehearsal nights
with the child. Then I would have to .
go after her at the close of the re
hearsal and accompany" her home. L
have been through the mill before.
(To be Continued.)
Why you feel Irritable and
cross, quit coffee' and try
10 days will tell I