The Bastrop Advertiser (Bastrop, Tex.), Vol. 55, No. 7, Ed. 1 Saturday, May 18, 1907 Page: 8 of 8
eight pages : ill. ; page 24 x 18 in. Digitized from 35 mm. microfilm.View a full description of this newspaper.
Extracted Text
The following text was automatically extracted from the image on this page using optical character recognition software:
m
it
sfc
■
f
- . . '"u-l—ULi. — - \
gRlALs
STORY ;
DUKE OF
DEVIL=
f MAY CARE
Bv HARRIS DICKSON
Author
"Th« Black W.i '
Rtc.
t lo|'y r 1*"*- tiy 11 % iu'1-t.jn
CHAPTER XIX.—Continued.
All through tin- dinner pretty little
Min< Dero.-.set ;ii tin* far on<1 of the
table could scarcely lake her eyes
away from hltn f«i fear she might
miss sunn-thing I hut b said.
While old Ben was clearing away
the salad plat s something reminded
I>uke. and he ht>gan to tell a very in-
teresting story ot the Argentine revo-
lutions the story "if an Amerirau
hardware drummer an I a fussy gov-
ernment official. burdened with re-
sponsibility and go' l la e. Pretty
Miss Deropset facel him, scarcely
breathing. It was so romantic.
In the midst of his story the door-
bell rang. He dropped his fork with ,
a clatter; his voice wavered, and
stopped. Involuntarily he looked over
his shoulder into the hall.
Anita caught her breath in on*
Quick gasp and pushe I back her
chair.
'Never mind, deir." said Mrs. Chau-
dron; "Celeste will go."
The color w nt and a:ne in Anita's
face; she star, d out into the hull.
Then she h> v,| ('>1 •>(,> talking with a
messenger boy who had brought n
Hi'" for Mrs Cliau iron She laughed
and looked at Duk
' Well, what did th • governor do
then?" asked Mis:, Deres^.t. with one
little list lying (den h"d on the table.
Everything was safe, Duke stum-
bled through with his story. Afi r
ttiai he .-at quietly and listened Hut
he knew lie was limning for the bell,
the sound of the lat h, > i1 on the
walk, ijnd not at what wa. said across
the tabl •
In every lull of the conversation
iChandron reverted to the subjeet
which Irrltai'd him most- the treach-
ery of Maker
Coffee had been t\ >.l, and dallied
or r. Old l!-ti began handing round
><he cigars, and the ladles arose to
leave.
"But I'll make them suffer for it-
see if I don't,'' Chaudron declared j
vehemently to Joe
' "What are you talking about, my
Bon''" asked Mrs Chaudron, laying
her hand on his head as she passed.
"Those miserable police—especially
Baker; I'm going to s'ttle with them
just as soon as Carnival is over. I
get madder an l madder every time I
think about it."
Joe laughed as he struck a match
"Now, Fell*. I'd quit worrying over
that, It has turned out 50,well that
we ought to be thankful Ju.it think,
at this time yesterday how glad we
would have be n to know that Mrs.
Ashion w tii safe He leaned acro.-s
the table with u, queer little smile
upon his lip and r 'mark" i "I knew
another tragedy once that turned out
even better than tIti^ "
"Wait a 'minute. Mr- Chaudron;
please wait a juia■ i'• " M;s< lJerosset j
lugged; "let us heat this one story."
The ladies stopp I Anita paused
with her baud on th" Ui k of a dialrj
—the chair next to Duk< Joe looked
straight at hh friend a- he began
"It happened to Harry Robb, the
best fri« n«l 1 evr had in the world,
at the I'uivei dty of Virginia He was
a high-spir ted boy. vvi'hout a petty
bone In 1)iv body; but ia h impulsive,
and always getting Into trouble. One
day he quarreled with hi sweetheart
and went down-town that night to
forget about it started 'out to make
himself g tierallv disanree ib!e so she
would hear of it and be Horry.
"I thought when he left my room
that he hail Old Nick In him bigger
than a mule, but I couldn't keep him,
he would no.
"The next morning about daylight,
a man came Mppmv >n my window
At. first I thought he must be a bur-
glar and wa considtt.ttg whether to
*hoot him or not Then he called
out 'Joe! Joe! let me iti quick, it's
Harry.' "
Duke had pan ' In the -u t ef light
Ing a c|f.' r Th.' ma' it burned down
to his finger-, an !:•>"! I he did
not observe It II s"ow|i I at Joe;
what a fool Joe wa h" wished he
could climb over the ,■ i■ and ■ hoke
him.
Joe smiled maddi n ugly, and went
on
"I let Harry In the window, he was
pale and haggard 'My (Sod, Joe!' he
said, 'it ha . happened • u alwav- aid
It would happen I g< • drinking
and killed a man last night fight In
a saloon.'
"It sickened m" so tlni' I iId not
Inquire how the thing o'ctiri "d. Har-
ry told all about It. what little in
knew, which was not n e h Kros-i
what he Raid 1 gathered that be had
wandered Into the saloon and sat
down at a table In the r« ar, opposite
a stranger They were alone, both
In an ugly humor, and words passed
between them, about nothing The
stranger was eating oy.st.era aud had
a fork In his hand
"He got up, with the fork, and
cursed Harry. Harry snatched the
flrs* thing he could lay hands upon
—It happened to tie a bottle—and
struck the man. It must have been
a pretty hard blow, for the man
fill, stone dead, and Harry run out
the side door. No one saw It.
"After wwiderlng around for hours
the boy came to my room and told
k me. What could I do? 1 was slm
ply paralysed with horror.
"I made Harry wait there, dressed
quickly, and went down town to sc
about It. What do you think 1
1 f and?"
Joe glanced up from the spoon
which he was deliberately turning
over and over again on the cloth.
Duke sat perfectly rigid, with tight*
clenched Hps wh're was the fool go-
ing to stop? How much did he mean
to tell? Anita leaned forward on the
back of the chair, her bosom stiller
tlan a frozen sea
"And what do you think I found?"
No one stirred, and two of his lis-
tcners did not br athe.
"Harry had simply broken a bottle
over the fellow's hea l. The man fell,
bled a little, and was too drunk to
move. You needn't laugh, there was
nothing funny alauit that it was a
frightful tragedy to Harry Robb."
Anita's hand slipped off the chair-
back; she came slowly forward to the
table. Her eyes nu t Joe's; she under-
stood. Yet, to make very sure, sh
naked:
"And so your friend did not kill
the man after all?"
"No. hadn't hurt him a bit. The
man had been loafing around that
saloon all day trying to pick a light
with somebody; and when he finally
did get a light no one felt sorry for
him. But it straightened Harry. I
let him think he had killed • hat fel-
low; from Wednesday night until
Sunday night he believed himself to
be a murderer. He suffered fearful-
ly, but It made u new man of him.
It taught him to control his temper,
and he has never touched a drop from
that day to this."
Joe glanced nt Puke's untouched
The thin blue haze from their Ha-
vauas hung like n veil of illusion be*
t wt en him > lf and those other men-
tin' other it "ii who s emed .o distant
m.I so vague.
H ■ at ^taring at Joe, staring until
• good-nature.i face lost shape and
outlln It faded awa> It merged and
melt«d into the mystery of (indistin-
guishable thin.' Home one told a
story; three men laughed. Duke
moved quickly round the table.
"Jo<.'' he whlsperel, "is that tho
truth'""
"Y<s." Joe nodded.
Duke's eyes Ma bed straleht to the
place where Anita had disappeared.
He rose, v,alked Ilk"' a phantom
through a mist and parted the draw-
ing room portieres
Mr.'. Chaudron look" I up; she saw
hi- fa!', slender figure standing there
lie* ween the portieres sa.v him
searching the room with disappointed
eyes.
The dashing song of the Toreador
rang In hi ears but he <1 Id not hear
It. Miss Hero-set smiled, anl mad"*
a place for htm beside her he did
not see it Mrs. ('haudrui was look-
ing at hlni as if sh" understood; even
Alice Ashton glanc' I around. But to
Duke th.* room was empty, silent, des-
olate. de.vrted, for Anita was not
there.
Mrs Chaudron walked across tho
floor and touched his arm before ho
saw her. "Mack I acre," she whis-
pered. and pointed lown the hall.
It was a tiny little room, tho room
next th" conservatory; but It held
Anita, and the whole unmeasured uni-
verse need be no wider.
The door stood ajar; Duke
gently, and gained no answc
sob. He tapped again, then
IV opt n.
For a moment he thought
must have fallen, she lay In
hopeless heap upon the floor
die of black gown an 1 blacker hair
where that single Jonquil glistened.
In the middle of the room she lay,
t
4*
BETTER THAN EVER.
4*
tapped
but a
pushed
Anita
such a
a hud-
3
i
\ N 1 1 A
ZZ\o appreciate the patronage accord-
ed us by the people of Bastrop and
Bastrop County during our thirteen years
<&► residence among them, and each year it has
been our constant effort to be better prepared
than ever to serve you. We are glad to an-
nounce that our difiierent lines are full and
complete, and we are better prepared than
JL ever to give you every satisfaction in each
department.
Our Dry Goods and Grocery Departments r
are up to-date. We invite inspection. *3*
4
4
t
4
4
4
Restaurant and Bakery and Pal-
o ace mea(; Market are drawing
cards in this section.
We receive regularly
Beer and Ice
by the car load, and are ex-
clusive agents for Anhueser-
Busch Beer and Malt Nutrine
and solicit a trial. Visit GUSE'S SALOON,
where the purest and best is sold.
We solicit your patronage in all depart-
ments of our business.
4
NERVOUS. ShE PUTS ON "HUB
BY'S" CLOTHES TO SCARE
SUPPOSED BURGLAR.
"W11V, A N 1*1
glasses and smiled. Duke did not
smile; his face was deadly white and
very serious.
"Did he marry the girl?" timid lit-
tle Miss Derosset inquired, blushing
deliriously.
"Of course, there would have b" en
no story if he hadn't. The\ never
quarrel now."
Anita glanced Into Duke's palll I
face. She bailed Icavilv on her chair.
The room reeled; the perfume of the
carnations stifled her; she thought
that she would fall.
Then, torn sonn where, out In a
vast wlldei'ness of vacancy, there i .ime
a. voice; "Come, my dears, let us
leave the gentlem n to their cigars.''
and Mrs. Chaudron took b r by the
arm.
Anita steadied herself, followed Mrs
Chaudron into the drawing room, and
-at beside her on the sofa. Ali<"
tripped gayly to the piano anl be^an
rattiing off the Toreador Sons'.
Anita suddenly flung her- f fa e
downward, in Mrs. Chaudron lap
"Why, Anita. Ani a wi-.nt's the mat-
ter? It's too late now to cry; look
at Alice."
"Yes, I know It, Mrs Chnudron. but
I can't help It. I held In just a long
as 1 could; I've been so worried about
about my aunt."
Mrs. Chaudron petted her as she
might, a distress, d child, until the girl
quieted.
"There, now. go back to tho little
room and bathe your they are
far too pretty to-night to be spoiling
them with tears."
Anita rose ob dlently. Mrs Cliau-
lr.rn led her to the door, and watched
the girl an she went sobbing through
the hall.
Cigar smoke curled upward from the
men about the dlnlnt- table. Duke
did not move; he scarcely thought or
f'-lt. Every plan and purpose of his
life had gone astray Everything wa-
in chaos, and he must compose his
• mind to new conditions.
with her limit while arms out ir"tch>a 1
across a trau-lfng bag, sobbing, sob-
bing.
Here were the pitiful !>■ '.nglngJ
which she ha l meant to take with her
into the unknown world They j
se mod so very a red as she tucked
them away, and Iter tear.-, had fallen I
upon every one. Those were the trl- ;
fles sue had ehovn to be -in tificJ
by ber love, to share the glory of her
newer life. Now there would bo nc :
sacrifice, there was tifthln that sh* :
need give tip bet lave would t bet
nothing.
Duke called to her, his voice In-
finitely low, Inc-ntr• dvably tender,
She did not look up; t-.ii" only cow- i
ered closer
"Anita!"
came in.
her.
fidt
to t he floor and snbbe I
he whispered n a then
iu' the doo: and knelt be-
Till' KND
A Bag of Hr,t Water.
"I lia 1 no hot
the little country
111u 1 > heatol ohm
"Heated hot wat" ;
"Stiff'.
■ How can that be
"You take a stout
envelope will do as
f
ale
hole
In a
•r In a i
ie done"
pa oe r
w ell
ivia" at
and accord
a per bag. "
paper bag?"
a
Th
wet
ton
bit'-' or an
till It with!
flame oi
water heats readily '
in t burn because It Is
paper Is a singularly
water and hold It over ft ga.
amp. Th
■ paper d<
. and wet
:h and rtiineotitbustlble nletance
"Many and many a tin o have I
heated over ti > pa< '• * • ■.■ •• | 11>«
or a pa pet bag of hot wa' tot tn>
shaving and not one" ha\ • I bad a:,
accident."
Strangers Now.
"Well, .lack and I are engaged at
last."
"You are! Since when?"
"Last night
"Oh, I eni so glad, dear!"
"Are you. honest?"
"Yes. Indeed' Now he won't pestei
me any more ' Houston I'oat.
MISTAKEN FOR A STRANGER
Newly-Married Man, Furiously Jealous,
Breaks Into Own Home and
Finds His Suspicions
Are Unfo'.tr.ded.
Mlddk'town. N. Y - "Dearest," innr
nutted the young hatband, clasping
his wife In close embrace, I shall
stay away from the club, I swear It. I
shall remain at home uml protect
you.'"
Although newly marrl I. the young
husband bad lather neglected his
bride for the club He was there last
night until very late Hut he is not
there to-night, i-'ot the startling
events here related and bis soul-sick-
ening suspicions at. s'lll \e;y fre.-.h In
his mind.
At home his wife wa reading tho
newspapers and as it chanced, about
the hour that graveyards yawn, she
read a vivid account of a murdet She
became very nervoie and started at i
the slightest noise, was convinced
that a burglar was at the shutter,
then that he was pacing to and fro i
before the house.
"lie must not know I ant alone,"
she Kill<1 to herself. I titti-t mak' him
believe there Is a man in the house."
Trembling, she quickly put on a ult
of her husband's cloth< . and a hat of
his. Although her heart wh flutter-
ing she opened the front doot and d!s
played for a moment what lie fondl;
believed ' as a liiasculltn ligure to the
lurking burglar As she turned to go
In her husband, returning from 'he
club In the darkness, saw the bat, the
coat, and, wor.-t of all, the trousers,
then saw the man Invade hi dove
cote Half mad with sudden • nlou
lie rushed to the door aud burled him
self against it just as uls wife within
locked It.
She shrieked in terror; the murder
ous burglar was living to gain en-
trance by force.
"Open the door. Moundrel'" hoarse-
ly cried the husband "Open the door
that I may kill vou!'
"(Jo away! do away" shrieked she,
forgetting all about the trousers she
wore, about her assumed manhood.
"(Jo 'way! I've telephoned tor tho
police for my husband. He will kill
you!"
"Let me see my wife no. I will
not call you wife You and your -let
me In, I tell you!" ye||. u the husband,
and with the force of ten men ho
threw himself against the doot.
The lock snapped the door flew
open, the wife fainted lie stumbled
PROFESSIONAL CARDS
Lawyers.
B. D. OintlN w K MAYNiHU
OBOAIN A MAYNAKD
Attorney s-at-Law
H «ti p, Ttta*.
Will praottoe in kit th* higher 1 Is
fcrtor oouri*.
Paul D. Page. J. H Miley. J. B. Price.
PAtiK, MILEY A l'UICK
Laitu/vrs.
Offlt'pn Rnntiop mi l Hmlthv'.l!*
Will prft<'tlctt ii h i th" '« implkl*
AhulriK'li" ot l.an I 1 • - >1 H.i< . ' nUUlf
At> lracl ti islai ■> aoliuitw.l
" be Masculine Attired Wife Was
Frantic with Fear.
over ber, but. a true man, he would
take mi advantage of a (alien foe lie
touched a button and flooded the hall
with light
"Mary!" he shouted, raisins h r.
"Oh, John," she said when site re
vlved: "I thought mi were a burg
lur."
"Ami I thought but never mind
what I thought, lie said, and promised
to stay home o' night:
Her name is not Mary, nor his .lolin
They are a most popular young mar-
ried couple, so their sensitive feelings
ate spared; their names are withheld.
J. P. Fowler J P Fowler, Jr.
FOWLICR A FOWLER
A ttonu ys-tit- Law.
Bank Building. Bastrop, Texat.
Will pne'tico in all the higher and in-
ferior courts.
WILL B. ORGAIN
Attorney-nt-Law.
Hixtrop, Fmu.
Office, Up-8tttir« in Hunk liuilding.
JACK JKNKINS
Attorney-at-Law.
BA^TBOl' - TKXAe
Only oomplrU* tut of Abitra- t lo
county
J. S. JONKS
Attorney-at Law.
BASTROP, - TKX*
times • tr p. lain .u U BuM Hug.
Physicians and Surgeons
H. P. LUCKBTT, M. D
Physitian df Surgeon.
Ptiniif. il, tlntrop, TolM
okfh;k-A( w Mii r • t>n.K stor«
DK. J. K. W1 I„S()N,
Offlcn. Dp Matr* K.rhtel Hullllug,
Kentileiuai i'tioau HH.
H. B. COMBS, LI. D
Physician and Surgeon.
■ AST KOP, TBX At
OrriO —(!. Krh*r1 A Son n Urim Sini*.
kiainaini - Kk i Ilu iroi> ' Umm >•
Strange Dwelling.
At Hulpban. In K«se*. there Is a
strange but. which Is occupied by-
Mrs Richards, an old woman of 70
This hut Is constructed of green-
house frames, canvas and mud and
Is 12 feet square. Surrounding It, In
•'sing a small piece of ground. Is a
u)ugh fence, composed of twigs and
odds and ends of wire netting Mrs.
Illchard declines that her h u• Is
dry and i.^nlthy, but th" sanitary an-
tho*UioH are not el her opinion, an1!
t she litis therefore been called before
the magistrate. She has already suf-
fered li days' Imprisonment, for her
obstinacy In Ignoring tl ? orders which
she has received, and now two sum-
monses nre out ntvlnst her, and the
hut has been condemned.—London
Globe.
i
*7*
1
Greatness is largely h r.i.\tl «r of ac-
cident. Washington might have lived
and <lied unknown li (Jeorge III. had
possessed common sense
W. M CUNMMJMAM
1'hysician ami Suryeon.
Office at Residence 'Phone 22.
Au. till, Tex : Governor Campbell
sillied the bill by Mi Savage of Nile-
ee providing for tli -ale of a portion
> f the htt'.d on .Mustang Island In Nne-
'e County. Tlie land will be pur-«.y ,
(based bv tlie ten rnnieiit to be Itu*'^'
proved by Jeitle-
i'
e
\
Search Inside
This issue can be searched. Note: Results may vary based on the legibility of text within the document.
Tools / Downloads
Get a copy of this page or view the extracted text.
Citing and Sharing
Basic information for referencing this web page. We also provide extended guidance on usage rights, references, copying or embedding.
Reference the current page of this Newspaper.
Cain, Thomas C. The Bastrop Advertiser (Bastrop, Tex.), Vol. 55, No. 7, Ed. 1 Saturday, May 18, 1907, newspaper, May 18, 1907; Bastrop, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth205696/m1/8/: accessed July 18, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu.; crediting Bastrop Public Library.