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THE HOL3ROOK NEWS. HOLBROOK. ARIZONA, APRIL 13, 1021.
New Occupation of Germany by Belgian troops marching past the Rhine territory. Insert A French machine gun on the famous Dusseldorf A. R. C. Saves. Captain Pedlcíw, A. R. C, head of 1 few of the thousands of hungry little Training Camps phiA fp ft iJ7íIrTtt I Pi'-'' fit.- j II f !,i íaj4 I i iii it- bam I us established vamps where boys can spend vacations at noiiMKi! cost under tlie supervision of D. S. military officers. The picture si ows scenes in Camp Roosevelt, Muskegon, Mich. Chicagoans pay the way of many poor boys in this camp. Cpper A company street. Lower MaJ. Gen. W. A. Haan, General Staff, Washington, at rifle inspection. "Cowless" Milk A 5 -f " I Is 1 :) I1" " 'i . i 3 i I ..tMMK; 1 --:-w -:--v" " it inn iiiiiiinrgimmn K S j i I'hotograpli of Dr. E. I!. Carr and G. E. Cornforth making "cowless" syn thetic milk in the laboratory of -a sanitarium near Boston.. It Is made from ata, peanuts and water. Vegetarians approve it because it contains no anima! íats; food experts are inclined to reject it for the same reason. BREVITIES Snow, either fallen or falling, is a .great obstructor of sound. New York city has more than 11.000 t ni les of paved streets and sidewalks. Field crops of Canada last year are estimated to represent $170 per capita. A pine tree In New Zealand Is esti mated by scientists to be 1,300 years old. Fewer persons were killed on rail roads in 1319 than in any year since. J 898. 1 ' Frederick statue In Dusseldorf to occupy this Important German city In the These Little Ones the American Red Cross bureau at Budapest, surrounded by "his children" Austrians and-Hungarians the Red Cross is keeping from starvation. for City Boys Made in Boston Wireless messages, it has been dis covered, have an" effect on plants. Licenses to beg may be granted to the needy by the local authorities in Italy. Nearly 90 per cent of the soli In Bedfordshire, England, Is under culti vation. About 6,000 varieties of fish have been found in the waters of the Gulf stream. Eskimos eat the stomachs of deer, with their contents, to supply the vit amines in their diet. ' Allied Troops 1 . s N -P bridge. From Starvation EUGENE V. DEBS s . A' V Eugene Vr. Debs, recent Socialist can didate for president and serving a 10-year sentence in Atlanta penlten tiary for obstructing the draft during the war, called on Attorney General Daugherty in Washington by request. He made the round trip from prison alone and was not recognized. His case Is considered unlike that of any other. ROBERT N. STANFIELD Robert N.Stanfield is the new sen ator from Oregon. He is a former speaker of ,the Oregon house of rep resentatives. Plants Grow Best Transplanted. Plants do not always select the most congenial habitat, for It has been found that some specimens found growing modestly on the mountain top flourish to a marked extent when transplanted at the sea level. Sigh for the "Good Old Days." Jud Tunkins says he sometimes wishes we could get back to the old times when the average yerson was not expected to make a speech except on his birthday or when he got elected to something. ? 1 U T 1 1 -a ,a f!' f I I mmmmmmmmmmmmmmÁaJimmmmmmmmmmi i HUH lA Tale of CHAPTER XIV Continued. 17 The Red Mask was going fast, but he raised Ills face and muttered hoarsely : "The boy stands before you." Since the old man snatched the pic ture the Pearlhunter and the girl had been staring at each other. Events were happening, developments unfold ing, too fast for comprehension. The old man was staring at them both, from one to the other, as If unable to grasp a revelation that had been twen ty years coming. He stretched np his hands at last to the young man, pulled his face clown to him, gazed on it as at something of which he had long dreamed but never hoped to see ; turned back to the man on the floor. "Martin Redmond, I'll requite the fleed you've done, the one good deed of your evil life. The little girl Tve raised as my own, the child of the good woman you cruelly killed, the child you deserted, your daughter stands before you." The girl recoiled In horror. The un-natu.-al father strained his glazing eyes toward the daughter his thought had outraged ; a cry muttered up out of his chest and brought with It a gush of froth and Mood; he stiffened; his face tighteqed horribly; he fell heavy against the arms of the sheriff dead. The girl turned away from the grue some sight, stole a half faltering iglance at the bewildered face of the Pearlhunter, threw herself down by the side of the couch and bowed her face upon the old man's bosom. ."Unsay ft, Daddy! Oh, Daddy, un say it!" He softly stroked her hair with his great, gaunt hand. "It's the truth. Dotty, and can't be unsaid. But you owe him no respect a parent only, never a father. He de serted you, and killed your mother in ways unspeakable killed her a woman of the high blood of the Dawns." He fumbled the picture up off his breast, held it before his face a moment, laid it back, "God!" he groaned. "The ruin he wrought! For years I searched for her" he spoke the name In reverence, "ana you, my son." His hand found its way back Into the Pearlhunter's ; his eyes strained hard toward the face bending over him. They seemed hungry to know many things the twenty years of wander ing; the death of the woman of the picture; bow the young man came to be .just there; of his wounded arm. But with the steady courage of a sol dier who knew the end A as near, he put them by, and dropped his eyes lo the girl's hair. . - "Your grandfather. Dotty, old God frey Dawn, cast your mother oft when she married Martin Redmond. Alone, and dying in poverty and want, she sent for me at last." The girl was crying softly. He stopped, put his arm about her and drew her close. "I had the privilege and1 honor of mak ing her last hours less terrible. She died without seeing you. You were three years old when I gave up the search, left everything in the hands of my good friend. Judge Eskridge, and came up here to lose myself In these vast woods along the ' Wabash, a present from General Jackson." His eyes closed wearily. He lay so still, and the pallor on his face was so ghastly that the Pearlhunter bent i anxiously over him. But the heavy lids presently unclosed ; the voice, queer and hoarse ' from long disuse. and noticeably growing , weaker, fal tered on. "Seven years! It seems only this morning he shot me! And yet, it couldn't be, or Dotty wouldn't be the wonderful woman she has become, nor you, my son, the man you are the man I was when I led Jackson's rangers. Hesper Dawn Red " the quavering voice hesitated, "No, no,' let that name' perish with his who disgraced It The judge knows. Hesper Dawn; David Wnlf Warbritton. Both of the high blood of the' Dawns; your moth ers both named Hesper Dawn, distant cousins, both the same name, and both of the same high blood. Neither need you be ashamed, my son, of your name of Warbritton. It has been more or less on the tongues of men since the brave days of Saxop Harold. Share your estate with Dotty. It Is In the will that you do so, and there's ample for you both. ' The judge will know." The Pearlhunter was: on the point of mentioning the letter the death of the girl's grandfather, his relenting his wllL But the faltering voice left him no opening. "My son, you are a man grown, but you will not deny your father the heart hunger of twenty bitter years." His voice was fast failing; his eyes strained hard to find the Pearlhunter's face, though he was bending low over him. The young man read the mean ing, the twenty yea,rs of longing, in the straining eyes. Bo knelt down and laid his face ajrainst the old man's cheek. An arm stole about his neck and held him close. A long time the old man lay still. his right arm around the girl kneeling : '. one side of the couch, his left arm around the man at the other. So still, so motionless he lay that the deep silence became burdened with a heavy fear. The sheriff at the foot of the couch bent forward. The Pearlhunter turned his face, looked and bowed his head. The girl raised her eyes, gazed intently at the placid features, threw herself across the motionless body and wept aloud. The graceful musician, the Intrepid soldier was dead. CHAPTER XV. The Song 'of a Thrush. Twentieth of June, and the world at higi tide; the woods full of cradsea. . 75?e jMLooini the Flatwocds and each cradle housing a lusty baby the weak goneback to earth, the fit that survive beginning to test wing and claw. Streams and woodland pools grow languid with millions mat ing. Each leaf has reached its max! mum of lung expansion. The trees breathe deep. The forest has settled down seriously to the business of ful filling Its promises. Cocoon and chrys alis have opened and flung forth their glittering mysteries. Burnished bodies and gauzy wings glance and glitter through yellow sunshine and soft shade, like flakes of star dust sifting down out of the sky. But if the woods have many cradles. they nlso have many graves. There was a new one this placid June evening at Fallen Rock a new one beside the one that was almost new. There were orchids "upon them both. A man and t maid bad together hunted the woods tor them. Only such as they "could a.ive found so many. Only to her fav tr'tes does nature show the way to her treasures. The stanch old Boss and hard-faced Bui.' Masterson were back at their vats and clam rakes. Billy's grand- motler was staying at the cabin of the ihree gables a few days for com pany. 'Jfh Pearlhunter came from the vil lage 'n the still evening. Along the dim, sslira path through the woods he came, acainst the face of the sunset. "The Boy Stands Before You." i The swing and spring of a master of men was in his stride, for he carried In his pocket a telegram addressed to a man with a name at last, to David Wulf Warbritton. The telegram told of two fortunes awaiting down- the river; of houses and lands, and advis ing that Judge Eskridge was on his way. Near the turn of the path he stopped and stood listening. The song of a thrush was charming the silence. Only, the song carried a certain delicious, elusive witchery that no bird throat ever knew. He stole along the path, stopped and stood with bared head. Upon the flat rock at the pool stood the Wild Rose, the tears running down her face, her lips and throat alive with the magic of song. A lady cardinal perched upon her shoulder. A king cardinal fidgeted and twitched his crest on an overhanging twig that almost brushed her hair. A pair of shy thrushes fluttered and flitted in reach of her hand. Other birds walked up and down near-by branches, or darted down for a hurried peck at the crumbs she had scattered over the rock. The tears drowned the blue; the song ceased. The birds fluttered away one by one. The girl bowed her head and stood with clasped hands, gazing down at the quiet water. The man's step roused her. She turned, and her hands unclasped as if to reach toward him but Instantly clasped themselves again. He turned from the path, stepped out on the rock and came to her side. A moment ber eyes met his, and then went back to the placid water, and she stood crying softly. She turned back to him after a time, a poor little half-drowned smile strug gled out and brought a suggestion of the dimples back. "I had to tell them!" she said. "It was wonderful !" he answered very softly, as If his voice might dis turb the spell of the music before the echoes had finished carrying it to the rest of the woods. The leaves hung motionless, as If waiting for the song to start again. The tinkle of the riffle where the wa ter waked up at the lower edge of the pool came out of the silence. "The telegram came," he went on after a long time. "It says" be hesitated, as if pondering the next words before giving them speech, as if half dreading to give them speech "that Judge Eskridge is coming for you." The words strangely carried the girl's thoughts back to a mother driven forth to die in loneliness and poverty; to a grave on a hill overlooking the river, where the hand of a friend had laid her ; to a great, silent house ; to a stern old man relenting In his last hours "I shan't go back with him," she said. "Some day 111 go back to the grave on the hill, but not now." The man stood weighing the words in his slow way. "I shan't either." He paused a mo- By. DAVID ANDERSON Copjrrlfht by tha Bobbft-Merrili Company ment; went on. "I'm going to tear down the old cabin at Fallen Rock, clear out the underbrush, lay out grounds, and build a house. Why should I leave the Flatwoods? All that I care for In the world Is here: my father, my mother, and you." The last word came hard for him. The girl lifted a hurried, shy half glance to his face ; "dropped her eyes again to the quiet water. "The Blue Moon," he went on, "Is somehow well. It oughtn't to pass from band to hand for Just money! Mother spent' her life for It I now know why." There came, a pause. 'Til never need that five thousand dollnrs, and maybe Louie Solomon's widow does. Pve arranged with the sheriff to send her the draft and Pve kept the pearl." ' The girl softly clasped her hands together and looked up at him with beaming eyes. 1 "And maybe Til get to see it after all !" "I think maybe you will!" He reached Into the pocket of his blouse, drew out the small velvet box, raised the lid, lifted the 'girl's hand, and laid the Blue Moon in her palm. The sunset, the green of the leaves, the glory of a silver-edged cloud float ing across the sky the wonderful gem caught them all, and lay laughing them up into her face. "Wild Rose!", Her eyes left the pearl and rose to his face. What she saw there brought a little catch to her breath. And there was a note in his voice that had never been there be fore. "I reckon there's nobody left but just you, and me. And noth ing in the world counts to me but you. The pearl is your birthday pres ent." "It's your birthday, too," she stam mered, her face bowed and turned away. "And I have no present " "The most wonderful a man ever re ceived! A Wild Rose " He held out his unwounded arm. His heart had leaped to his eyes. His voice held the note that makes all voices musical. The girl lifted her face like the dawn of day; her eyes glorious with the light not of star or sun ; the light It is given a man but once to see. Her hands came toward him, found their way about his neck. - The sunset stole softly through the hushed branches and touched their heads, and bound the two together1 the gold and the brown with a shaft of living bronze. .A little breeze came by, lifted a strand of her hair, laid It across his face and slipped away to tell the trees. THE END. HAS MANY IMPORTED TREES No Other Country in the World Said to Possess Such a Variety as Does. England. The Portuguese boast of their forest at Basaco, where there are over twc hundred kinds o " imported trees in full and gigantic growth. But there is no other country in the whole world where so many varieties of Imported trees flourish as in the British isles, and Kew has specimens of nearly all of them. Not only original, or, rather, natural varieties are to be seen at Kew, but others which owe their being to the cunning of man. The latter are graft-hybrids of extraordinary Interest In the year 1826 a French gardener grafted a purple-flowered cytlsus on a laburnum stock. A branch developed, which produced flowers Intermediate between the stock and the scion. Yon can see a specimen of this hybrid among the laburnums. It bears not only the hybrid flowers but also flow ers and leaves characteristic of both Its parents. The Laburnum Adami Is its name. In another case a union be tween the common thorn and the medlar has produced a similar strange result Three separate types of branch, flower, and fruit are to be seen on the same bush. Montreal Herald. ' Simple. Trick of Artist Everybody has noticed that the eyes in some portraits follow, one wherever he goes In the room. It is a bit un canny to move about an apartment and have the eyes of a picture always upon one. Some Superstitious persons are afraid to go into a picture gallery where portraits of their ancestors are to be found. The effect is simply an optical illusion and Is secured by hav ing the eyes in the portrait looking directly toward the front Under such circumstances the pupil Is necessarily in the middle, with an equal amount of "white" on each side. This rela tion does not vary at all with the position of the observer. No 'matter where you stand the pupil will be in the middle of the eye and the eye win seem to be looking at you. Virtues of Bare Feet Eve was reputedly barefoot, and Nausicaa played ball all the better because she went unshod. Helen of Troy at the most wore san dals, and the sandal is the compromise between the shoeless and the shod. It Is easier to make sandals than to make boots. In Ireland and Scotland the children have run barefoot for many a day, and the wit of the one and the en terprise of the other show that there Is nothing really demoralizing In go ing without 6hoes and stockings. . London Chronicle. Picturesque Custom. A unltfue and picturesque custom In Korea Is the handing down of a fam ily hat from father to eldest son. This hat made from the hair of family an cestors, is a priceless possession, and is so carefully handled that it does not wear out for generations. JOY BROUGHT INTO HOME By Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege table Compound, Restoring Mrs. Benz to Health Altoona, Pa. "I am writing to tell you what Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable impound has done for me. We have had six children die almost at birth. From x one hour to nineteen days is all they have lived. Aa I was going to have another, I took a dozen bottles of your Vegetable Com pound and I can say that it is the great est medicine on earth, for this baby is now four months old and a healthier baby you would not want I am sending you a picture of her. Everybody says, That is some healthy looking baby. You have my consent to show this letter." Mrs. C W. Benz, 131 3rd Ave., Altoona, Pa. No woman can realize the joy and happpiness this healthy babe Drought into the home of Mrs. Benz, unless they have had a like experience. Every woman who suffers from any ailments peculiar to her sex, as indica ted by backaches, headaches, bearing down pains, irregularities, nervousness and "the blues' r should not rest until they have given Lydia E. Pinknam'a Vegetable Compound a trial. Real Highbrow. "It certainly does pay to have an education," said the man in household goods to the man from the rugs, over their lunch. "As to what?" asked the ruggeur. "W'y, this morning a woman came In and put her lorgnette to her eyes and asked me for a 'ref-use chalice.' " "Good night! What's that?" "See I told you it paid to have an education. I happened to recognize the woman and to know she had just moved here from Boston. So I got her a garbage pall, which was exactly what she wanted." Philadelphia Pub lic Ledger. 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