Texas City Daily Times (Texas City, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 88, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 15, 1913 Page: 3 of 4
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GALVESTON, TEXAS
“Four of
“Proceed with the song.”
the idea af a man eating lamb-chops,
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Copyright, 1910, by Harper & Brothers
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“I believe you’re right, but”—Stover
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“Here, what are you singing about?"
Helen
breakfast.”
and the chaperon.
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he puffed, “is bad for a man
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be a terrible blow to Miss Blake.”
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“You can’t be in very good shape,”
Now, get under that shower!”
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“I See ’im Lide ’way. Velly Stlange.”
(To be continued.)
Charles Came Back.
“He was speaking yesterday about
“And I’d be obliged to you if you’d
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“It’s all my fault.
I asked Mr. Fres-
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Fresno returned to the house, hum-
‘No more of them battle-hymns,**
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“And as the echoes lingered,
His soul had passed away.”
swaying upon his feet, and where he
had sat was a large, irregular shaped.
meditated briefly before announcing
with determination—“we’ll do a little
A chorus of oaths from the bunks.
“What did you do?” inquired Stover.
“I woke up, all of a tremble, with a
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goin’ to occur.”
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that might bear fruit during
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shock that hardens a fellow.”
"Has he weakened himself much?”
inquired the foreman.
"Undoubtedly, but—”
“Of course, he’ll have to eat out
here; they spoil him up at the house.”
“Sure thing!”
“I’d hate to see him lose; it would
youthful athlete, and Helen rose quick-
ly, saying that she would bring ice-
water.
tender?”
"It’s tougher ’n a night in jail.”
Berkeley, kindly, “I’ll tell you.”
“We wish you would ”
ter; see ’im lide ’way. Velly stlange!”
“I bet it’s Gallagher.”
“Vat you tank he vants?” queried
Murphy.
“He’s layin’ to get a shot at our
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and run, he enjoys it so.”
“I have been baking a cake,” said
: Helen, displaying the traces of her
occupation upon her hands, arms, and
apron, while Fresno, at sight of the
weakens a person.”
“Mebbe you-all will listen to
thickness of the sweaters—“for my
life, and I’ll be out of a job Saturday.
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from us, Mr. Fresno.” “It’s all my fault. I aohc
“If I think of anything else,” offered no to sing something new.”
“Good-morning!” he
I’m glad I started a trifle guiltily.
' “That’s you, Wally!” wheezed the
! trainer.
fore Stover inquired, with ominous re-
straint :
“Who’s been monkeying with it?”
"It’s warm!”
Have Your Signet Ring Enam-
eled With Your
I you doing at this hour?”
“Oh, I just love the morning air,”
Wednesday and Thursday
“THE GIRL AND THE OUTLAW"
“Into the arms of his Maker,
There to learn his fate"—
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man turned admiring eyes to the east-
ward, and his husky voice softened.
"All them colors and tints and shades
। and stuff! And New York on the other
end! ”
“I’m too tired to see beauty in any-
IN OUR BIG CARPEE DEPART-
MENT.
“The volley was fired at sunrise.
Just at the break of day”—
a ; shocked accents.
Friday and Saturday
“THE TWO ORPHANS”
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A Romance of Strenuous
Affection
Bp REX BEACH
Suggested by the Play by Rex
- Beach and Paul Armstrong
Illustrated by Edgar Bert Smith
3,
Saved the Building.
Denver, Colo.—The warm rays of a
lamp in St. Mark’s church aroused a
plain did
quirer.
“Did you get that?” one of the two
The rarer it is the better, exclaimed hoarsely. “They’re practic-
blue apron tied at her throat and
water waist, felt that he himself was as
“Oh, it’s Mr. Speed!”
morn with song,” laughed the tenor,
■ awkwardly.
"What are you going to sing?” de-
manded the chaperon, still suspicious-
ly.
“Dearie.”
“Don’t you know any other song?”
“Oh, yes, but they are all sad.”
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“We ain’t got
declared Stover, while Mr. ■ looked chagrined.
ed. “Nothin’ but death shall take him smooth things.
; songs,”
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“Si, Senor!” The Mexican picked
up his lariat; the ndian took a Win-
chester from an upper bunk and filled
until his breakfast-time, but he had Sneed no good.”
upon this encounter. Noting her lack
of ease, Fresno said hopefully:
“If you are going for a walk. I’ll
sing for you at some other time.”
"Is Mr. Speed up yet?”
dough in her hands. “I had a dread-
ful time to make it rise.”
“If I were a cake I would rise at
your lightest word.”
“The cook said it wouldn’t be fit to
lying ranch-house, already reflecting
the hot glare of the morning sun, a
man’s clear tenor voice came to them,
“I hope nothing occurs between now
and Saturday to prevent his running,” volunteered the singer.
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ming cheerily. It was still an hour L Glass ordered. “They don’t do Mr.
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“Oh, you can stand it—but she’s a yesterday! We’ve run miles and miles
i and sank beside his trainer. “We left
“We had no idea you would be back might care to remember you’re work,
so soon, apologized Helen. ing for me..»
“Soon!” Speed measured the dis- °
tance to a wicker chair, gave it up,
i Los Angeles.— When Charles E. Wh
son walked into his boarding house,
the landlady fainted. He had been
officially reported dead and his grave
had been dug preparatory to receiving
his corpse.
“He's Detained at Omaha for Ter
Days.”
Carara, for instance, breathed
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“Didn’t you never see the sun rise
before?”
“Certainly not. I don’t stay up that
late.”
Four Cowboys Were Staggering Be-
neath Dripping Gunny-Sacks.
"Don't be so rough; I’ll come. You
She—“We women are all misun-
“This ain’t their habitat,” added
Stover apologetically.
“Well, he ought to have meat, and
it ought to be wild—raw, if possible.”
“Their ain’t nothin’ wilder ’n a long-
horn. We can git him a steer.”
and when they’re cold they—”
Saturday Matinee—“OUT WEST” "No' “’.J™ don’t understand!
J __ For an. athlete the bath ought to be
cold—the colder the better. It’s the
“Nothin’ whatever is say he’s great. He got my goat—and
' I’m some runner.”
girl. Ah, well,” the speaker sighed, and miles!”
found you up and doing,” he said
blithely. “I thought of something in
my sleep.” It was evident that the
thing.”
Fresno As if mindful of a neglected duty,
. Glass turned upon him. “What are
Them you waiting for? Get those dog-beds
off your back.” He seized the slack
of a sweater and gave it a jerk.
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was a
today and ask hii about it.
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“No woman knows how to drive
a nail?” “And what of that? Every
woman knows how to. drive a man
any way she wants him to go.”—-
Washington Herald.
fried eggs, oatmeal, and all that debili-
, . , , , , , 80 tating stuff! Those girls overload his
down to spling-house for bucket wa- | stomach. Why, he ought to have
something to make him strong—
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$5.50 RUGS AT $4.39.
“Deltox” Grass Rugs—best made
—6x9 feet porch size; regular
the possibility of some business en- cut out those deeply appealing songs.”
gagement—” Sneed glowered at his rival.
“Good-morning!” chorused
bed and early to rise.’ I wish I had
fierce!”
“Name it,” said Willie, shortly.
“Something like—like—bear meat.”
“Bah! That was written by Wil-
liam Cromwell.”
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"All I want is a drink,” panted that | wiggle and overturn the lamp.
wrong for his last days of training.! Along the road toward the ranch
the id— of • -o- ontin- ‛ — - ~1---- buildings plodded two dusty pedes-
trians, one a blond youth bundled
“But the trainer barked sharply: 1 derstooq."
“Nix! I’ve told you that twenty i saw
times, Wally. It ’ll put hob-nails in
your liver.” He rose with difficulty,
speaker had been in more than ordi-
nary haste to make his discovery
known, for underneath his coat he
still wore his pajama shirt, and his
hair was unbrushed.
“What is it?”
“Your man Speed isn’t taking care
of himself.”
“What did I tell you?” said Willie
to his companions.
“It seems to me that in justice to
you boys be shouldn’t act this way,”
Fresno ran on. “Now, for instance,
Stover turned to his men.
you-all hustle up a couple
pounds of that ice pronto! ।
an’ fill the bar’I.” There
scramble for the door.
“And there’s something else, too,”;
went on Berkeley. “He’s being fed
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“They say she comes of a very
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phantly. “I said at the start that a
bath never helped nobody. When
getting a
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accomplished much. In the midst of
his meditation he came upon Miss
Blake emerging upon the rear porch.
“Welcome to our city!”
greeted.
Glass tottered to the steps
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lost. I don’t think Gallagher would
injure Mr. Speed, but—he might—
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T WAS usually a procedure Cloudy, forgetting his Indian reserve,
not alone of difficulty but of I explained in classic English his own
diplomacy as well, to rout theory of the nocturnal visits,
out the ranch-hands of the i "Do you remember Humpy Joe?
Flying Heart without en- Well, they didn’t cripple him, but he
Some raw eggs and a good strong
vegetable—”
“Onions?”
“Fine! We’ll save him yet!”
“We’ll get the grub.”
“And he’ll eat it!” Willie nodded
no bear.” Willie
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40c SHADES AT 29c
Good Opaque Window Shades,
size 7x38; all complete; worth
protege about the room regardless of
complaints that were muffled by the
“You ’n Cloudy butcher the wildest|
“Oh!” It was a sigh of relief.
you?”—Cincinnati En-
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He—“Well, you never
faintly.
the water in his shower-bath is tepid.” । "If you are, he has gone for a run.
There was an instant’s silence be- | I dearly love to see him get up early
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Dearie,’ let’s have one of the others.’ ; fully. “Couldn’t you beat this cook?”
Mrs. Reap turned her eyes anxiously j "You’re the only man in this world I
“What?”
"If we only had some ice—"
“We got ice; plenty of it. We got
I a load from the railroad yesterday.”
“Then our only chance to save him
is to fill the barrel quickly. We must
freeze him, and freeze him well, be-
fore it is too late! By Jove! I’m glad
I thought of it!”
said he.. “Why, I beat you this mom ! Galveston
ing.”
night-ridin’ ourselves. Willie, you
watch this young feller daytimes, and
the rest of us’ll take turns at night.
An’ don’t lose sight of the fat man,
neither—he might carry notes. If you
don’t like the looks of things—you
know what cards to draw.”
“Sixes,” murmured the near-sighted
warm shower-baths. Warm
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hundred : U P and gone. He’ll be back soon.” the night-watchman who wrote those
Crack it, ' Then Mrs. Reap sank into the ham- words.”
---- - mock, and with something like resig-
nation, said:
; served at swell restarawnts with the
soup.”
In the midst of it Joy, the cook,
appeared in the doorway, and spoke
in his gentle, ingratiating tones:
“Morning, gel’mum. I see ’im
again.”
I “No savvy who; stlange man!
she answered.
“Same here! ‘Honesty goes to bed
early, and industry rises betimes.’
That’s me!”
“Then you have been working?”
Fresno nodded. He was looking at
four cowboys who were entering the
gymnasium, staggering beneath drip-
ping gunny-sacks. Then he turned his
gaze searchingly upon the girl.
“Were you looking for Speed?” he
asked accusingly.
“The idea!” Miss Blake flushed
eat,” declared Helen.
“I should love to eat your cooking.”
“Once in a while, perhaps, but not
every day.”
“Every day—always and always.
You know what I mean, Miss Blake—
Helen!” The young man bent a lov-
er’s gaze upon his companion until
he detected her eyes fastened with
startled inquiry upon his toilet. Re-
membering, he buttoned his coat, but
ran on. “This is the first chance I’ve
i had to see you alone since Speed ar-
rived. There’s something I want to
ask you.”
“I—I know what it is,” stammered
Helen. “You want me to let you sing
again. Please do. I love morning
music—and your voice is so tender.”
“Life,” said Berkeley, "is one
sweet—”
"What is going on here?” demanded
a voice behind them, and Mrs. Reap
came out upon the porch, eying the
pair suspiciously. It was evident that
she, like Fresno, had dressed hur-
riedly.
“Mr. Fresno is going to sing to us,”
explained the younger girl, quickly.
"Really?”
“I am working”—Glass dragged his i
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Do you employ a number of people?
2s there need for messages between departments?
Should the front office talk to the rear, the first
floor with the second?
Are there two or more clerks who should make
or receive outside calls at the same time?
A Bell Branch Exchange will handle all this, Mr.
Merchant, Mr. Manufacturer, Mr. Jobber, and give
easy yet personal supervision over every department.
There’s a man in our Business Office who is
skilled in diagnosing telephone needs. Call the office
cow-man. “Don’t worry.”
| “If you see anything suspicious,
burn it up. And we’ll take a shot at
anything we see movin’ after 9:00
p. m.”
Then Berkeley Fresno came hur-
/ /-enmunony
“ *A tear, a sigh, a last “good-bye.” ’ ”
“Shut up!
As Glass consented to do this, the
speaker mused, bitterly, “ ‘Early tc
cried. She'
“What are
Spanish oath as he combed his hair,
and when the foreman inquired the
reason, replied:
“I don’ sleep good. I been t’ink
mebbe I lose my saddle on this foot- !
race.”
Cloudy, whose toilet was much less |
intricate, grunted from the shadows:
"I thought I heard that phonograph I
all night.”
“It was the Natif Son singin’ to his I
gal,” explained one of the hands. “He’s
gettin’ on my nerves, too. If he wasn’t
a friend of the boss, I’d sure take a
surcingle and abate him consider-
able.”
“Vat you t’ank? I dream’ Mr.
Speed is ron avay an’ broke his leg,”
volunteered Murphy, the Swede, whose
name New Mexico had shortened from
Bjorth Rjelliser.
“Run away?”
“Ya-as! I dream’ he’s out for little
ron ven piece of noosepaper blow up
in his face an’ mak’ him ron avay,
yust same as horse. He snort an’
yump, an’ ron till he step in prairie-
dog hole and broke his leg.”
“Strange!” said Willie.
“What?”
“My rest was fitful and disturbed
and peopled by strange fancies a
whole lot. I dreamp’ he throwed the
race!”
old family.” "I don't doubt it. One
: -mumE
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can see the family trait in her clear-
ly.” “What trait?” “Age.”—St.
Louis Republic.
LET US MAKE YOUR OLD
JEWELRY NEW. ALL WORK
GUARANTEED.
bribe him.”
“Caramba!” exclaimed the Mexi-
can.
“God ’Imighty!” Willie cried, in
“It won’t,” Stover grimly assured “Oh, is that so?” Glass retorted. “I
The small man in glasses interrupt- It was Helen who hastened to
thickly in sweaters, the other a fat
i man who rolled heavily, and paused
now and then to mop his purple face.
Both were dripping as if from an im-.
mersion, while the air about the latter
vibrated with heat waves. They both
stumbled as they walked, and it was
only by the strongest effort of will
that they propelled themselves. As
they neared the corner of the big, low-
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// four-year-old you can find. If you angrily protested Speed, as he round-
(/ can’t get close enough to rope him, i ed into view.
shoot him, and bring in a hind quar- "nh i+‛e N*
7 ter. It’s got to be here in time for
sweat-dampened area. “Come on!
Don’t get chilled.”
“I’d give twenty dollars for a good
chill!” exclaimed the overheated col-
lege man longingly.
“I would like to see you a moment,
Mr. Speed.” Roberta rose from the
hammock.
“Oh, and I’ve forgotten my—” Helen
checked her words with a startled
glance toward the kitchen. “It will
be burned to a crisp.” She hastened
down the porch, and Fresno followed,
while Speed looked after them.
“He must be an awful nuisance to
a nice girl. Think of a fat, sandy-’
haired husband in a five-room flat
with pink wall-paper and a colored
janitor. Run along, Muldoon,” to
they’re hot they saps a man’s courage, ' “I am like the bird that greets the
Glass, “I’ll be with you in a moment.”
When the trainer had waddled out
of hearing, Mrs. Reap inquired, ea-
gerly :
“Have you beard from Culver?”
“Didn’t you know about it?” Speed
swallowed.
- Roberta shook her dark head.
“He’s in—he’s detained at Omaha
for ten days. I fixed it.”
The overwrought widow dropped
back into the hammock, crying weak-
ly:
"Oh, you dear, good boy!”
“Yes, I’m all of that. I—I suppose
I’d be missed if—anything happened
to me!”
“How ever did you manage it?”
“Never mind the details. It took
some ingenuity.”
Mrs. Reap wrung her hands. “I
was so terribly frightened! You see,
Jack will be back to-morrow, and I
—was afraid—”
There was a call from Glass from
the training-quarters.
"How can I ever do enough for you?
You have averted a tragedy!”
“Don't let Helen know, that’s all. II
she thought I’d been the head yeller—’’
“I won’t breathe a word, and I
hope you win the race for her sake.’
Mrs. Reap pressed the hand of her -
deliverer, who trudged his lonely way ’
toward the gymnasium, where Glass
was saying:
“ ‘The volley was fired at sunrise.'
That means Saturday, Bo.”
"Larry, you’re the best crape-hanger
of your weight in the world.”
Larry bent a look of open disgust I
upon his employer.
"And you’re a good runner, you are,’ -
Fresno shook his head doubtfully.
“What about us?”
1, gun in each hand.”
AV* At "Well, I’m the last person in the
■ -y)) ) 4 world to be superstitious,” Still Bill
UN U U e C L — observed, “but I’ve had sim’lar visions
. • — lately.”
(A -4 .“Maybe it’s a om-en.”
c) ■ ) {P) 4) “What is a om-en?” Carara inquired,
? • • “A om-en,” explained Willie, “is a
i kind of a nut. Salted om-ens is
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