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The Deport Times
BAM C. HOLDOWAY, Pubi.isiikh
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The
Entered at the postofiice at Deport,
Texas, as second-class mail matter.
Cards of tlianks, resolutions of rc-
pect, obituary notices, and all politi-
cal effusions will be charged forat the
rate of one cent per word. Also all
church or any other announcements, if
the object is to raise money, must be
paid for at regular rates. Count your
words and remit with manuscript.
No ad accepted for leak than 20c.
QUARRY
Bu JOHN A M0R0S0
One Year........................SI.00
Six Months.......................50
IN ADVANCE
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Copyright, 1913, by LJtUs, Brown * Co.
HMgjjr .. •• T^^tlfcrwir HWifrfflP
Dewrt's merchants will offer
bargains you cannot resist on
Friday anil Saturday, May 11th
and 15th.
Practically every line of
business in Deport will be rep-
resented on Dollar Bargain Days
— May 1 4th and 15th.
Yor will assist us in giving
you a better paper by tilling or
phoning us the news and patron-
izing the advertisers.
Thk dates for Deport s bar-
gain Dollar Days have been set
—Friday and Saturday, May
1 1th and 15th. You are expected
to be here.
A cyclone near Childress last
week, twisted the shuck from
ear corn and picked feathers
from chickens. A mule was
blown a mile and survived the
experience.
The Times does does not con-
tain it's usual line of country
correspondence this week. The
poor mail service is largely re-
sponsible for it. Writers living
on rural routes were probably
washed away.
The graduating class has made
the right kind of a start, in a
business way, by purchasing
their invitations and cards from
the home printer. Continue the
practice through life, young
people, and you will never re-
gret it.__
During a storm recently, one of
our insurance men was called
over the phone and asked to
write a tornado insurance policy
on the Tioine of the gentleman
doing the talking. It is useless
to sta'te that the policy was not
written.
Our serial story “The Quar-
ry” is concluded in this issue of
The Times. We would have
given it all to our readers in last
week’s issue, had space permit-
ed. From all reports the story
was very much enjoyed. Smith
Gray remarked to us last week
that if that detective put Jno.
Nelson in jail, he would have him
(Gray’) to tight. Many others
have expressed their apprecia-
tion ofofrr ability as a judge in
selecting good story, for which
we thank them. »
Two errors, one of eommis
sion and the other omission
were discovered after last
week's Times was issued. In
the first place the enrollment of
the Methodist Sunday school
should (have been 2M0 instead
of 1H0, as printed. In the
second instance, we failed to
mention a dining in the home
of Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Hayes on
Sunday. Covers were laid for
Marshall .Tones, A. M. Wilkins,
Mr. and Mrs. Sam C. Holloway,
Mrs. A. E. Argo and the host
and hostess. We have often
heard the expression, “the table
fairly groaned under the weight
of so many good things to eat,”
but on this occasion all the eat-
ables were not placed on the
table at one time for fear of
breaking it down. Suffice^ it to
say one would never guess
there was a war on in Europe
and a oloney stringency in this
country by looking at that table.
The afternoon was devoted to
music and a line of conversation
usually developed by well-filled
stomachs.
No <iry escaped Nelson's lips. The
agony wns keen. Hut whnt was such
agony compared to that which would
be his If tho man from New York po-
lieo headquarters slipped handcuffs
upon him and took him from his wife,
from the people he had worked with
and for. to be taken nwny nnd be bur-
led ullve?
Molly had started toward her hus-
band, but her woman’s nature/^m not
equal to the horror of the moment.
She fell fuce downward to tho floor.
The machinery came to a full stop,
but tho steel Jaws had closed over Nel-
son's hands. y
Kearney was the nearest man to
him.
•'Just move that Iron ml to the right
there,” ho heard Nelson say. “Move It
slowly just an Inch backward.”
Kearney obeyed, and tho Jaws re-
leased their hold.
“There Is a physician In tho lteedy
mills.” called Nelson to one of the
white faced girls. “Telephone him
quickly."
lie turned to another girl. Ignoring
Kearney.
"Quick,” he Instructed her. “Tie
Borne of this material tightly about my
wrists."
Ho held forth his dripping hands.
The sleuth, his mind for a moment
blank with horror nt this deliberate
sacrifice, grabbed up a piece of knitted
mnterlnl nnd made n tourniquet, first
for one wrist nnd then for the other.
The mill physician arrived as this
first aid work was accomplished. He
quickly cleaned nnd made aseptic the
myriad little wounds In tho hands of
Nelson.
“The bones of four fingers In the right
hand nnd of three In the left seem to
be broken.” he said ns he began band-
aging. “They will mend easily; in a
month, only the scars will bo left”
Molly had como from her swoon and
was holding her husband’s bandaged
hands lightly In her own, her tears
wetting them. She wns fully cogni-
, zant of all that had happened. She
knew who tho stranger wns standing
stupidly, but with an ashen face, near
her.
Kearney slipped back to tho office,
picked up tho photographs from Nel-
son’s desk, put on his hat and made
his way furtively from tho building.
• ••**••
Insi»ector Itanscombe wns cleaning
out his desk.
Tho end of his police enreer hnd
come, n© hnd been placed on the re-
tired list, and an order from a new
commissioner that morning had broken
tho news to him suddenly, viciously,
thnt he wns no longer wanted.
Dteutennnt Jimmy Dunn, In the big
room outside, had heard the old man
roar. Ranscombo wanted to die In har-
ness. Ho wns old, but ho knew his Job
and had plenty of virility.
Tho new commissioner wns entirely
a political appointee. Tho “lid” hnd
been kept on New York a little too
long, and the gnmblers and others who
made their fortunes by violating the
’.aw hnd squeezed down on the mayor.
An election wns at hand, nnd the may-
or had to obey or retire to private life
for the rest of his days.
Tho scowl that hnd frightened many
a crooked detcctlvo Iny heavily on his
forehead, and In his eyes, ns Rnns-
combo selected his personal papers
from those that were departmental,
wns n glint of bitter protest.
Thero was a tap nt the door.
"Who Is It? What d'yuh want?” he
growled angrily.
Kearney showed his face In tho door
timidly.
"Como in, boss ?” ho asked.
Ilanscombe nodded nnd returned to
his desk.
"I found Win, boss.” began Kearney.
“Found who?” snapped tho Inspec-
tor “Get It out of your system nnd
beat It”
“Jim Montgomery, who escaped from
Sing Sing,” explained Kenrney. twist-
ing a felt hat nervously In his hands.
Tho Inspector looked up In surprise.
"Jim Montgomery?” ho repeated, ns
be reached for a telegram on his desk.
“Yes, sir, but 1 didn't bring him back
with me."
“Oh, you didn’t? That was consider-
ate. I guess you found out thnt we
hnd tho wrong man In ‘stir,’ eh?”
“No, sir. It wnsn’t thnt. I found that
ho was on the level nil these years, ne
wns Just married, and bo chnnged his
measurements so thnt nil 1 could get
to prove he wns tho man wns his finger
prints. When I tried to get them from
him ho Btuck his hands in some ma-
chinery nnd”—
“What!”
Tho Inspector half rose from his
chair. Ills heavy Jaws camo together
with n snap.
“Yes, sir. He’d made a good name,
and rather thnn disgrace It nnd his
wife and the people he lived among”—
“D’yuh mean to say that you let him
make that sacrifice?”
The Inspector's face was splotched
with the purple of n mighty wrath.
“1 didn’t know he was going to do
It boss,” Kearney replied In a choking
voice. “I’d ’a’ thrown down my Job
before I'd 'a' stood for that”
Itanscombe brought his right flat
down on his desk and shot out his low-
er Jaw as be stared at Kearney.
“You bloodhound!” be half screamed.
Kearney aat down In a chair beside
the desk and half covered his face with
his big. red paws.
"Bon*.” be groaned, "Montgomery
was tbe kind of man who would be
crucified for those he loved.”
“How did yon trail him?”
“I went to his borne town and found
that his mother was dead,” explalm-d
tbe man hunter. “I looked up tbe
cemetery and found that tbe keeper
was being paid for caring for tbe
grave. I traced the letters Inclosing
the money and found that the son”—
“Didn't you have heart enough or
brains enough to stop?”
“When I reached him I wanted to
atop. I wanted to stop, boss. Hut you
trained me never to let up."
Itanscombe kicked back his chair
and paced the room, holding In his
hands the telegram be had taken from
his desk. He shuddered when be paus-
ed before his sleuth whom he had
trained so well.
"Read that.” he said, handing him
the telegram.
Kearney scratched bis bead as he
reud tbe words of this message:
Tucson, Arizona.
Ranscoinbe, Chief Detectives, New York:
llarry Outzler. old yetse. dying here of
consumption, confesses murder of Trus-
blood. bank watchmun. New York, eleven
years ago. Ex-conviet named Hawkins
found him In bad lands nnd brought hint
In ALSOP, Chief.
The Inspector hnd gone to a window
and was staring out of It abstractedly.
Kenrney read tbe telegram a second
and then n third time. Hu looked up
at the broad back or bis chief, placed
the telegram on bis desk and moved
gingerly from the room. He did not
lift his eyes or speak a word as he
passed Jimmy Dunn, perched round
and cherub-llke on a chair nt the big
desk of the assembly room. Ills travel-
ing bag lay outside. He picked it up
without stopping nnd departed from
headquarters.
Kearney took a trolley to Dunne
street nnd transferred to a horse car
to tbe fnrther east side.
The dust and grime of long travel
were still on him. In the return from
the last lap In the long mnn hunt that
hnd taken eleven years ho had hnd too
mnny things to think over to bother
about wash basins and comb? and
brushes. On the stoop of the old fash-
ioned house in Oliver street he found
a group of old Irish women of the
neighborhood. He knew their faces
nnd nodded to them.
They huddled In a tighter knot of
worried humanity.
"What’s tho matter?” he demanded.
“YeTo none too soon,” said one of
them.
The others began to croon softly to
themselves. He knew what that
meant.
The grip fell from his hnnd. but he
•toadied lilmsclf and entered the house,
mounting the stairs slowly. He walk-
ed Into the kitchen of the little lint
nnd found It spotlessly clean.
An old woman snt In a chair by tbe
window, the bends of a rosary pass-
ing through her withered fingers.
Sho was not bis mother!
Kenrney removed bis hat and cross-
ed tho threshold of his old mother’s
bedroom. She lay In bed. and at first
he thought her asleep.
Her hands, like brown wax, were
clasped about tho last copy of tho
“Key of Heaven” he hnd bought for
her.
Beside the head of the bed two holy
candles burned on a little table. A
priest knelt on the floor, praying for
the soul of tho dopnrted.
Kearney fell upon his knees nnd
crossed himself once, twice nnd a third
time.
A cry of distress came from the bot-
tommost reaches of his heart In a low.
pitifully sad whine.
“Ale, ale, ale!” it sounded.
It wns the plaint of an animal with
a souL ‘
CHAPTER XVI.
" Restitution.
gW^IIE Inst net of Inspector Itnns-
Z combe, lief ore turning over his
office to his successor, was to
send to John Nelson the original
police records tnkon of Juines Mont-
gomery. lie offered his services In any
step that he might take to have the
courts of New York right the wrong
thnt had been done him. The inspec-
tor also wrote confidentially to the gov-
ernor of the state giving full details
of the case.
Nelson, his hnndp again healed, nnd
bis wife nnd her family grateful thnt
ho hnd not been permanently crippled,
took Mr. Brynn Into his confidence
nnd placed tho whole matter before
him, asking his advice.
The police of Tucson provided the
New York authorities with ample de-
tails of the confession of the dying
yegg. lie was too fnr gone to send
east n prisoner. When Nelson learn-
ed of this he asked thnt efforts be
made to let the mnn die outside of
prison. The yegg’s own Maker had
tnken his case from the bands of the
law.
Mr. Brynn engaged eminent counsel
In New York to have the case of James
Montgomery formally reo|H>ned by the
appellnte division of the supreme court.
A reversal of the verdict fouDd by tbe
lower court wns entered in the rec-
ords nnd "Acquitted” replaced the word
“Convicted.”
The name of Nelson bad its value
In the world, a value made by ter-
rific effort, by kindness, by compns-
alon, by struggle und by Intellect Tbe
soman he loved bad taken thnt name.
The people among whom he hnd work
ed hnd accepted It ns representing all
that wan fine and high nnd noble.
Tho supreme court of South Carolina
In chambers gave to James Montgom-
ery the right to have legal use of the
name of Jobu Nelson. This document
from the court was placed lu tbe ar-
chives of the state without publicity.
While the last of these details, clear-
ing away tbe pant and malting straight
the future for Nelson, were being at-
tended to by lawyers. John Nelson him-
self. his wife and her | si rents were
walking Impatiently up nnd down the
station platform of tbe Southern rail
way in Greenville.
Mr. Bryan's finest horses and traps,
his negro coachmen In tbs freshest
of linen suits und brown straw bea
vers, were there also. Guests—and very
Important guests, evidently—were ex-
pected.
The crowd that nlwuys gathered to
greet tbe express train from the north
fidgeted with Impatience. Perhaps a
party of famous millionaires or re-
nowned statesmen wus coming to
Greenville. Tint Brj-un family had
never turned out bo conspicuously at
tho station In all Its history.
The faint Bhrlok of tho locomotive In
tbe distance brought the Idlers nenrer
the tracks to peer northward nnd get
a glimpse of the oncoming train.
Molly Nelson clapped her hauds with
delight Mr. Bryan's fuce was wreath-
ed with smiles. The coachmen flicked
tho ears of their fine teams and start-
ed them to capering Jauntily and gnyly.
If the president of the United States
and his cabinet bad been coming to
Greenville on that train no finer wel-
come could have been given them. Tho
train thundered up, and white capped
porters Jumped from the qteps of the
conches.
Among the passengers were two old
people, one a bent, white haired man
with long urms and u face that would
have been grotesque In Its ugliness
but for a smile of patience und gentle-
ness that played about his dean shaven
lips; tbe other was a slender woman
well beyoud middle ago, dressed In
black, with a dolman und bat that hnd
been long years out of fashion.
To this homely nnd humble pair tbe
Bryans and tbe Nelsons rushed with
cries of Joyful greetings.
The Bryan servants fought to win
tho honor of carrying their two pieces
of luggage. Tho conctynen made their
horses dance afresh.
The crowd exclaimed In one long
drawn “Ah!” as tho pretty Mrs. Nel-
son deliberately kissed the bent old
visitor und then put her arm about tbo
waist of tbe woman who hnd come
with him.
A strange word of greeting for tho
ears of the rich and tho fnshlonablo
came from the lips of the old man to
John Nelson.
| “Kid!’’
“Bill!” wns the reply.
The stately Mrs. Brynn was making
ns much of the flustered, little, old wo-
man whom tho crowd hoard called by
the name of Jennie ns Mr. Brynn nnd
Mr. Nelson were making of tho homely
man called Bill.
The train pulled out on Its way to
Atlanta, und the party bundled Into
tho fine carriages.
Mr. and Mrs. Hawkins were taken to
their new home—their first real home.
It might have been culled a cottage In
the south, but to the woman from Oor-
lears Hook it was a mansion such ns
sho had never dreamed of entering,
oven as a servant
Fresh und spick and span lu new
paint its garden a tangle of glorious
blossoms, its piazzas wide nnd cool and
its grounds stretching u good ten acres
about It Bill and bis wife thought It
the home of the Bryans
They entered the house. It wns fine-
ly, but modestly, furnished. Silver
glistened on the sideboard, and vases
und Jure of cut glass were filled with
freshly cut flowers. Everywhere was
a touch of femininity nnd coziness,
showing the hand of Molly Nelson.
Thero were comfortable desks and
easy chairs, lamps that hung low and
spread soft .lights, for old eyes nnd
ninny rugs. There wns even n fat
.sleepy tabby dozing on a cushion In
ono of the window seats.
Molly took Mrs. Hawkins to her bed-
room, a front room with a veranda.
Sho threw wide the deep windows, nnd
the east side woman gazed out Into the
loveliness of the garden.
“It’s grand!’’ she gasped. "Mrs. Nel-
son, it's .grand, ma’am. Central park
never had anything on this.”
Nelson hnd brought behind them his
old friend und helper, the man who,
wns of the tj [K- that society had given
up ns unregenerate. The demands of
his probation from Sing Sing bad nil
been met The rest of his life wus to
be what ho would make It for himself
Nelson signaled to Molly to come to
him.
“We are going to leave you two to-
gether for nwhlle,” ho said to the old
probationer “This Is your home and
your wife’s home.”
Bill's shaggy eyebrows were raised
In surprise.
“You mean for u visit?” ho asked.
"I mean forever,” replied Nelson.
“You will find the deeds In your desk
downstnlrs."
Nelson drew Molly from the room.
As they closed the dobr they heard
Mrs. Hawkins sobbing.
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Deport Lodge Directory
Deport Dodge No. 381 A. F.
<Si A. M. meets on Saturday
night beforeeach full moon.
J. II. Moore, W. M,
A. L«. Stalls, Secretary
Deport Chapter No. 171 K.
A. M. Regular Convocation M. d
first Tuesday night in each
month. Visiting companions VTdXfc.1
welcome. |h H
Vv C, Oliver, H P BdEM
Edgar Smith,,Sep.
Deport Camp No. 7070
Royal Neignbors meeti
everyother Saturday af-|
ternoon.
Mrs. Hubert Roberts, Or-
icle.
Mrs. Rosa Geer, Recorder
Deport Dodge No. 3(H)
Rebekahs meet every other
Saturday afternoon
Mrs. Ora Wallace, JD G.
Mrs. Mall it- Kimball, Sec.
Deport Dodge No. 316 I
O. O- F. meet 2nd Mon
daj' night in each mo.
John McArthur, N. G.
Joe Grant, Sec.
Unusual Bargain
Deport Time*, 0 uuo.......$ .50
Holland’s Magazine, 6 mo._ .50
Farm A Ranch, 6 mo______ .50
$Tso
All three for 75c, for a limited
time only.
Notice
I will be in my office at Deport
again on next Monday week.May
3rd. Anyone desiring my ser-
vices should see me on that day.
M. C. Andrews, D. D. 8.
MOTOR SERVICE
between
PARIS and DALLAS
via
Effective April 18th.
SOUTHBOUND
I^ave Paris 6:00 a. m.—Arrive
Dallas 11:15 a. m.
NORTHBOUND
Leave Dallas 5:00 p. m__Arrive
Paris 10:00 p. m.
BETWEEN PARIS AND ENNIS
SOUTHBOUND
Lv. Paris6:00 a. m. and 4:00 p. m.
Ar. Paris 11:45a.m. and 10:00 p.m.
F. B. McKAY
General Passenger Agent
Terrell, Texas
wr PARIS
Stop at the
MORGAN HOTEL
The Best 51,00 anti $1.25
House in the City.
Sims & Egbert
Proprietors
210 Clarksville St.
E. H. B. STEELE
Physician and Surgeon
Residence, Commercial Hotel
Res, ’Phone 103 Office phone, 146
Office at City Drug Store
Pl2f»OKT, TEXAS
DR. M. CARLESS ANDREWS
Dentist
Suite SOD First Nat’l Bank Bldg.
Paris, ..... Texas
(In DEPORT on Monday.) -
DR. S, H. GRANT
General Practice
Office in Post Office Building
Phone Office 41,—Residence 201
DEPORT,
TEXAS
A. P. Park D. D. Hardison
W. F. Moore
Park, Moore & Hardison
LAWYERS
Soutli Side Damar Ave., Paris, Tex.
Deport Grvoe No. 41.3 meets every
other Saturday afternoon,
Mrs. Maude Baughn Guardian,
Mrs. Xuma Daivler, Clerk
Chas. W. Elliott D. V. Darsen
M. H. Bauglui
Elliott, Larsen & Baughn
LAWYERS
Office in Dynch Bld’g. Paris, Texas
I)eix>rt CampNo. 248 W.O.
W. meets every 2nd and 4th
Tuesday night.
J. H. Moore, C. C.
O E Hayes, Clerk
The program for the meeting
of the Epworth League, publish-
ed in last week’s Times, was
carried out at the Methodist
Church Sunday evening, with
the exception of the address to
have been delivered by Rev.
Hamilton of Lewisville, who was
unable to be here. Rev. Minor
Bounds, the pastor, delivered
the address.
Deport Dodge No. 446,
K. of P. meeLs 1st and 3rd
Thursday nights in each
month. Visiting brothers
welcome.
Marshall Jones, C. C.
Dloyd Hayes, K, of R. A S
The contract for the new
school at Cunningham was let to
Bob Watson of Paris. The price
was in tho neighborhood of $3,
500. Work will begin as soon as
lumber can be placed on the
ground.
WELLS & CALVIN
Lawyers
Lynch Bulding
PARIS, TEXAS
DR. F. G. COOK
Veterinary Surgeon and Dentist
Office in Paris Divery & Transfer
Company Building, Paris
Only Graduate of Veterinary Medi
cine in this part «f Texas.
At DEPORT 2nd SATURDAY it.
each month.
DUDLEY, LOVE & DUDLEY
Attorneys-at-Ijiw
34 Btnliam Street
■w
t
Paris,
Texas
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