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WATER BURY EVENING DEMOCRAT, FR ID AY, NOVEMBER ' 13, 1908.
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TIMES have changed, ideas and customs have come and gone. The 20th century idea is to buy your clothing and
pay for it in partial payments. Just because you have not got the ready cash is no reason why you should still
wear your last season's clothes It is human nature to wish for something different from what we have. We
come to your aid with a line of new. styles in MEN'S and YOUNG MEN'S CLOTHING; which is different from
what we ever had before, different in cut, different in pattern, and different in variety. We come to your aid with our
popular cash and credit system. There are hundreds of people all over the city who recognize our system of selling,
clothing a great convenience to them, not because we sell on credit, ( there are others, ) but because we have the styles
that appeal to young men of fashion, because no exorbitant prices are charged here, because you are not being bothered
by collectors, and because we keep your transaction with us strictly confidential. "
Search all the stores for the newest ideas in suits and then come to us, . you'll find we have the same, garments
only less in price. The difference is in location a little out of the high rent district, another difference is in the run
ning expenses, every suit, though for young fellows, men of middle age and older ones is of a distinctive model, cut and
shaped according to the latest dictates of the fashion and hand tailored by expert workmen. The quality is there, the
service is there and there is enough of variety and moderate prices to bring you in for a try on. Suits from $8.50 to
$25.00. and all prices between. ' y
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TIE PORT OF
MUSSING MEN
By MEHEVITH JVlCHOLSOff.
Autkor of "The Haas of a Thousand Candles"
COPYRIGHT. 1907. BY THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY
He turned and ran down the stej:
tnd strode away through the long shad
ows of the garden. Tbey heard the
sate click after him as he passed Into
the Claiborne grounds, and then they
glanced at each other with such a
glance as may pass between two mem
bers of a peace commission sitting on
the same side of the table who will not
admit to each other that the latest
proposition of the enemy has 'been in
the nature of a surprise. They did
not, : however, suffer themselves to
watch Armitage. but diplomatically re
filled their glasses.
Through the green walls went Armi
tage. He bad not been out of the
baron's ground before since he was
rnrrtpii thenc frrtm the hunralow. and
It was pleasant to be free once more
and able to stir without a nurse at his
heels, and -he swung along with his
head and shoulders erect, walking
with the confident stride of a man who
ate aim.
At the pergola he paused to recon
uoiter, finding on the bench certain
Testigia that interested him deeply a
pink parasol, a contrivance of straw,
lace and pink roses that seemed to be
a hat and a June magazine. He jump
ed upon the bench where once he had
sat an exile, a refugee, a person dis
cussed in disagreeable terms by the
newspapers, and studied the landscape.
Then he went on up the gradual slope
of the meadow until he came to the
pasture wall. It was under the trees
beneath which Oscar had waited lor
Zmal that he found her.
"They told me you wouldn't dare
Venture out for a week," she said, ad
vancing toward him and giving him
her hand.
1 "That 'was what they told me," he
said, laughing, "but I escaped from my
keepers."
"You will undoubtedly take cold
without your hat!"
"Yes; I shall undoubtedly hteve pneu
monia from exposure to the Virginia
sunshine. I take my chances."
"You may sit on the wall for three
minutes; then you must go back. I
cannot be responsible for the life of
t wounded hero."
Tlease!" He held up his hand.
"That's what I came to talk to you
about."
-. "About being a hero? You have tak
n an unfair advantage. I was going
to send for the latest designs in laurel
wreaths tomorrow."
She sat down beside him on the wall.
The sheep were a grayish blur against
the green. A little negro boy was
shepherding them, and they scampered
before him toward the farther end of
the pasture. The faint and vanishing
tinkle of a bell and the boy's whistle
gave emphasis to the country quiet of
the late afternoon. They spoke rapidly
and impersonally of his adventures in
the hills and of his Illness.
."I didn't know. Miss Claiborne, that
I was going to lose my mind that morn
ing at the bungalow or I should have
asked your brother to conduct you to
the conservatory while I fainted. From
what they told me I must hare been a
little light headed for a day or two. If
I had been in my right mind I should
not have let Captain Dick mix up in
my business and run the risk of getting
killed in a nasty little row. Dear old
Pick! 1 made a mess of that whole
business. I ought to have telegraphed
for the Storm Springs constable in the
beginning and told him that if he
wasn't careful the noble house of
Schomburg would totter and fall."
, "Tes, and jost Imagine the effect on
our constable of telling him that the
fate of an empire lay in bis hands. It's
hard enough to get a man arrested who
beats his horse. But you must go back
to your keepers. You haven't your
hat"-
"Xeither have you. You shan't outdo
hm in recklessness. I inspected your
hat as I came through the pergola. I
liked it immensely. I came near seiz
ing It as spoil of war the loot of the
perrola:"
"There would be causa for another
war. I have rarely liked. any hat so
much. But the baron will be after you
in a moment I can't be responsible
for you."
"The baron annoys me. He baa
given me a lot of worry. And that's
what I have come to ask you about."
"Then I should say that you oughtn't
to quarrel with a dear old man like
Baron von Marhof. Besides, he's your
uncle."
"No, no! I don't want him to be my
nncle! I don't need any uncle!"
He glanced about with an anxiety
that made her laugh.
"I understand perfectly! My father
told me that the events of April in
these hills were not to be mentioned.
But don't worry. The sheep won't tell
and I won't"
He was silent for a moment as he
thongbt out the words of what he
wished to say to her. The sun was
dipping down into the hills; the mel
low air was still; the voice of a negro
singing as he crossed a distant field
stole sweetly upon them.
"Shirley!"
He touched her hand.
"Shirley!" And- his fingers closed
upon hers.
"I love you. Shirley! From those
days when I saw you In Paris before
the great Gettysburg battle picture I
loved you. You had felt the cry of the
old world, the story that is in its bat
tlefields, Its beauty and romance, just
as I had felt the call of this new and
more wonderful world. 1 understood
I knew what was in your heart 1
knew what those things meant to you,
but I had put them aside. I had chosen
another life for myself. And the poor
life that you saved, that is yours If
you will take IL I have told your
father and Baron von Marhof that 1
would not take the fortune my father
left me. I would not go back there to
be thanked or to get a ribbon to wear
in my coat B'.;t my name, the name
1 bore as a boy and disgraced in my
aerotg the mtndow they twnt
father's eyes his name that be made
famous throughout the world, the name
I cast aside with my youth, the name
I flung away lu anger tbey wish me
to take that"
She withdrew her hand and rose and
looked away toward the western hills.
"The greatest romance in the world
is here. Shirley. I have dreamed it all
over in the Canadian woods, on the
Montana ranch as I watched the herd
at night My father spent bis life
keeping a king upon his throne, but I
believe there are higher things and
Oner things than steadying a shaking
throne or being a king. And the name
that has meant nothing to me except
dominion and power It can serve no
purpose for me to take It now. I learn
ed much from the poor archduke. Ha
taught me to hate the sham and shame
of the life be had fled from. My fa
ther waa the last great defender of the
divine right of kings, bnt I believe in
the divine right of men. And the dome
of the capitol In Washington does not
mean to me force or hatred or power,
but faith and hope and man's right to
lira and do and be whatever ha can
make himself, I will not go back or
take the old name unless unless you
tell me I must, Shirley!"
There was an instant In which they
both faced the westering sun. He
looked down suddenly, and the deep
feeling In his heart went to bis lips.
"It was that way. You were just
like that when I saw you first, Shirley,
with the dreams in your eyes."
He caught her hand and kissed it
bending very low indeed. Suddenly, as
he stood erect, her arms were about
his neck and her check, with its
warmth and color, lay against his face, j
"I do not know" and he scarcely
heard the whispered words "I do not
know Frederick Augustus von Stroe-
bel, but I love John Armitage," she
said.
Then back across the meadow,
through the rose aisled ways of the'
quiet garden, they went band in hand
together and answered the baron's
question.
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PROCLAIMED BY GOVERNOR.
Thanksgiving Day Observance Urged
by New York Executive.
Albany, X. Y.. Nov. 13. Governor
Hughes issued the following Thanks
giving proclamation:
With grateful recognition of our unity
a. people, of our enjoyment of peace
and tranquillity, of the wealth of our ma
terial and moral resources, of increasing;
opportunities for Industry, of educational
advantages and social improvement and
of our peaceful progress toward the reali
Ization of the ideals of free society, let
?ach of us give thanks to Almighty God
for our privileges, and with wholesome
resolution and with reverent spirit in his
name let us devote our lives to the at
tainment of the best of which we are ca
pable in all good works, delighting in our
fellowship and In the joous service of
brotherhood.
Now, therefore, to this end. I. Charles
E. Hughes, governor of the state of New
Tork, by virtue of the authority vested in
me by the laws of the state, do hereby
appoint Thursday, the 26th day of No
vember, in the year nineteen hundred and
eight, as a day of general thanksgiving.
GOVERNOR GLENN ANGRY.
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Resents Assertion Made at Roosevelt
Commission Meeting.
Raleigh. X. C, Nov. 13. Kcsenting
the assertion of Dr. Charles W. Styles
of the marine hospital service before
the Roosevelt commission on country
life that the blood of the children of,
this state was deficient in color, Gov- -ernor
R. B. Glenn issued this state-,
ment:
"I am not at all pleased with the
character of the talks made at the
meeting here, as they had more of the
appearance of being an attempt to in
jure the state than to improve it.-
"I do not believe that the coming of
such commissions tends to do any good
when the statements made by them
are in direct conflict with true conditions."
SUFFRAGE RIOT IN CHURCH.
Women Mob Chief Secretary For Ire
land at City Temple.
London. Xov. 13. The suffragettes
for the first time carried their cam
paign into a place of worship.
Augustine Birrell. chief secretary for
Ireland, while addressing a meeting in
favor of disestablishment at the City
temple was mobbed.
Nearly a score of the adherents of
the suffragette movement, men and
women, were ejected from th build
ing amid uproarious scenes of strug
gling and violcnre.
Earnest appeals of Secretary Birrell
and the paxtor of the temple to the
disturbers to respect the sacred build
ing were without avail.
SIX SUPERVISORS OUT.
They Resign at Request of Citizens
Who Allege Graft. J
Schenectady. X. Y.,'Xov. 13. Six
members of the county board of super- i
visors tendered their resignations at1
the request of a citizens' committee ;
which has discovered serious irregu- j
larities. j
It is claimed that members have sold '
supplies to the county, making out thej
bills in the names of other persons:)
that extravagant bills have been paid '
without question. Other members of j
the board are expected to resign. .
The supervisors who have resigned i
are Edward C. Bacon. E. H. Robinson. J
Myron Jacoboon and Aaron V. Huff-:
mire and Charles X. Vannengerhe, j
county superintendent of construction.:
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