The Tribune. (Stephenville, Tex.), Vol. 19, No. 43, Ed. 1 Friday, October 27, 1911 Page: 3 of 4
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Mzzsrzzs
parttat. mul the Orleans refugee have
ever found a welcome home.
The recent visit of King Alfonso
gave him the opixirtunlty to visit the
deposed King Manuel of Portugal at
his tine villa, north of London. A
friend of the family took this snapshot
•bowing King Alfonso to the left.
The care free expression on the face
of Manuel would indicate that he is
not much worried over the loss of the
land w« shall be rich."
•T truat with all my heart that you
will secure It.” replied the captalu
courteously. '
The lady went ashore and to the —
hotel, where the left a note for Mr.
Winters, stating that an English lady,
dexlrlug to ship some cotton to Eng-
land. desired to see him.
Mr. Winters, a perfect type of a
rotund John Bull, called on the lady,
who gave her name as Miss Gladys
Chesterton, and listened attentively'to
wbat she bad to say. Mias Chesterton
met with a flat refusal. She offered
to pay on arrival In England $1,000
for her mother’s and. her own paseage
and fourpence a pound for the trans-
portation of her cotton.
Mr. Winters was moved.
"Furthermore,” sold the lady. ”1
will take aboard my own supplies, so
that the expense for that will fall on
me."
Mr. Winters pondered.
“1 will on the sale of my cotton In
England,” added the lady, “give £0,000
to you for any purpose you choose to
put it"
"All right," said Mr. Winters. *TU
give It to the Confederate cause.”
A contract was signed then and
there. Miss Chesterton put £1,000 luto
cotton at an average of 2% cents a
pound and ordered her snpplies for
the journey. .
A week passed before everything
was aboard and the vessel was ready
to sail. Then one afternoon the cap-
tain announced to his crew that un-
less the conditions should prove un
favorable be would sail the next
morning at 2 o'clock.
Boon after this he went to the hotel
to have a last talk with Winters, who
was to remain In Bnvannab for further
ventures. On his return he saw a ne-
gro carrying a box of Uve chickens up
the gangway.
“Who are those chickens for?" aalt-
ed the captain.
“Fo' the llddy, sab.”
“Miss Chesterton?"
“Yes, aab."
At this point Miss Chesterton ap-
peared at the head of the gangway.
"Miss Chesterton." anld the captain,
“what do you want with chickens
alHMird?"
“My mother must have them.” was
the reply. “Her digestion la very deli-
cate. and she can't eat any other
menty surely not such as Is usually
taken ulsiard ships for a voyage."
“Well, you must shut them up where
nuy sound from them can't be heard.
We must pass the blockading fleet In
perfect silence or not at all. At the
slightest noise aboard you would lose
all your cotton."
"I'll take care or that, captain?"
The commander, who hnd a crisis to
meet, hurried away. Miss Chesterton
ordered the chickens taken to the bunk
where her other supplies were kept,
and the door was shut upon them.
During the night every one on the
Winifred went about .with hated
breath It was win or lose wilh every
man aboard. In the middle of the
night (be ship left her moorings, nnd
when approaching the naval fleet out-
side everything tbut could make the
■lightest noise wna covered. When the
critical moment arrived Miss Chester
ton left her stateroom, went to her sup-
ply hunk and. taking a little rooster
from the chicken box. carried him to
her stateroom. There, holding him up
In an open porthole, she waited and
watched.
Presently she heard a bell out on the
water. It was a ship's bell and struck
four times. Immediately Miss Cbes
terton began to torture the rooster,
pinching him, twisting hla neck, crack-
ing his Joints. The squawking was
something frightful. Captain Gilbert
on deck heard It and knew that all
was lost Every tnun on the ship
heard It and knew that bis (icrqulxltps
had. collapsed.
A United Btates gunboat soon loom-
ed tip before the Winifred, and a voice
on her shouted:
"Stand by!"
The Winifred stopped her engines
and In a few minutes a naval officer
came aboard and took |>ossesslon of
the ablj).
w6en day broke and preparations
were being made to send the prize
north Captain Gilbert beard the crow
lug of n master.
"For lienven’s sake!" lie cried. “How
did those chickens get aboard?"
“In Miss Chesterton's supplies, sir."
skid the steward. "Miss Chesterton
brought them on the last thing before
we east off."
The captain remembered. He sank
down like a wet rag. "She Is a Wash-
ington emissary to give awny block
ado runners."
"But her cotton la altoard, sir."
“You mpau the secretary of the Unit
ed Btates treasury's cotton ”
And so It proved. Miss Chesterton
hnd proposed the scheme to the aecrc
tory of the treasury, who had secured
for her the necessnr.v means from the
secret service fund She uud her moth-
er hnd gone through the linos and.
knowing Bavnunnh to be n favorite
port for departure and entry for block
nde runners, hnd gone there nnd op
•rated on the Wtnifred.
Miss Chesterton wu allowed the
profit on the cotton she hnd bought,
which wna sold at $1.20 a pound In
New York, and prize money on the
whole cargo. 8he wn* a Canadian by
birth and bad there acquired her Brit-
ish accent The government den'.,-ed
her to make another attempt, hut fine
declined Bhe lived to n gooC old age
on a line place she bought with her
prize money. And so long as the roojt
•t that secured It for her lived be was
cock o’ the walk In her chicken preci-
toes.
woman writer. Her fairy tales for
children have attracted favorable it-
tentlon. and her royalties from her
books are large. She writes under the
name of Isabel Anderson.
' Mrs. Anderson’s maiden name was
Isabelle Perkins, and her grandfather
was 8tepben Weld of Boston, who left
her a fortune of $1^,000.009. To her
mother be left an equal aum.
It was while traveling through Eu-
rope, chaperoned by Mrs. Maud Elliott
nan Makes a
In Cotton
He Found Them After
the Game
By JEFFERSON PORT
< 1 Copyright by American Prone Aeao- < >
; ; elation, 1IU. <;
"Who la Paul Delafleld?" asked Eve
carelessly.
“Delafleld? Ob. he’s entered for the
tenuis match." returned Ford Dexter,
an amused smile curling his lip.
“Why do you smile? Haan t be a
chance beside Champion Dexter?"
Ford reddened slightly, but the smile
did not leave hla face. "1 don’t know
about that. Miss Osgood, but you'd
bardly expect a grind like Delafleld to
cut much of a figure In sports Why,
he was In my class at college, you
know, and be worked his way through
When he wasn't hunched over his
books he was delivering for the laun-
dry or doing janitor's work for some
of the faculty. 1 don’t see when he
ever got a chance to tune up on teunlM.
Doesn't look like that sort, does he?"
“Is he here?" Eve’s pretty eyebrows
were lifted with sudden interest. '"Do
Introduce me. Mr. Baxter. I'm sure he
must he Interesting nnd plucky too."
painted the color of a fog-
bo said to have any color—
aarf In the city of Bavan-
legroes were rolling cotton
g. oav*b bale valueless tn
•racy, but worth a dollar a
It would have been useless for uny
one connected with this vessel—the
Winifred—to attempt to conceal the
fact that ahe was loading this cotton
to take to England to be sold. To do
this she must run the blockade laid
by President Lincoln with the Inten-
tion of preventing the Confederates
bringing in arms, ammunition und
supplies and sending out tbelr prod-
ucts to be turned Into money, with-
out every port on the southern coast
lay vessels of war. some of them be-
longing to the regular United States
navy, others Improvised, intruded for
tbe purpose of intercepting such ves-
sels as should attempt to run the block-
ade. The' commanders of these craft
cbose either a dark night for stealing
out and In or tbe gray of a misty
morning when tbe dawn was breaking.
The latter hour was the favorite, and
to meet tbe conditions tbe vessels were
painted ae near mist color ns possible.
When they were favorable It required
a sharp eye and ear on the port of
Uncle Sam’s sailors to see or bear
what they werd watching for.
While the Wjnlfred was being load-
ed a young woman walked up the
gangplank and asked for tbe purser.
With a decided British accent She said
that aba was anxious to get home to
England, asking if the vessel was go
frightfully bored.” Ho rucked her
band under his left arm.
“He can play tennis,” sighed Eve
"He can," groaned Dicky. “I had
promised myself the pleasure of lick-
ing Ford all to bits and carrying off
the championship, but not for me!"
“How about Mr. Delafleld—can he
play?" Eve was surprised at her ownl
Interest In tbe substitute player.
“Paul? Oh, yes, he can piny If he
chooses, bat he doesn't seem to care
about tbe championship for himself.
He's promised to keep Ba-a Bn-u from
getting It If he enn—even If he has to
put his own desires aside and carry off
the trophy himself. I suppose the
crowd would rather sec one of the oth-
er three get It than a rank outsider
like Delafleld."
“Mr. Delafleld Is not a society man.
then?”
“Oh. lord. no. I hope not!” ejaculated
Dicky piously. “Does be look like
one?" He Indicated the figure of Mr.
Delafleld. who was approachlug them
with eyes bent upon the ground.
"No." breuthed Eve quickly, and her
swift glance took In tbe tall form,
strong brown hands gripping a pana-
ma bat. while his noble bead was
bared to tbe light breeze. His dark
earnest eyes were lifted to hers, when
Dicky halted him and presented him
to his fair cousin, and after they hnd
searched her sweet face with Its smile
of ready sympathy, her cornflower
blue eyes, her diadem of golden hair,
her flushing cheeks, they never linger-
ed away from Eve when she was near
him.
They fell In love with each other In-
stantly. Afterward Dicky said he
never saw such a complete case of
"heart complication" In all bis life.
The three sauntered across the grass
and examined the courts, which were
being rolled for the contest on the
morrow • *
"Hope, you lick Ba-a Ba-a, Paul," ob-
served Dicky.
"I’ll try.” returned Delafleld ab-
sently.
“Make the purple and silver bite the
dust.” went ou Dicky. "Seud the
orange to the wall. Spatter the courts
with green and white—by the way.
what are your colors, old man?"
Delafleld turned abruptly. "1 never
bad uny until a few minutes ago. I’ll
after the
MBS. LARZ ANPKKSON.
a daughter of Mrs. Julia Ward Howe,
that Miss Perkins met Larz Anderson,
then secretary of the American lega-
tion In Home, nnd they were married
not long afterward.
In 1901, when she was presented to
King Edward of England and his
queen at a drawing room In Bucking-
ham palnce, Mrs. Anderson wore a gor-
geous dress said to have cost $000,000.
The gown was sewed with pearls and
spangled with real diamonds for dew-
drops. Her diamond slippers cost
$1,000 each.
Larz Anderson was horn In Paris In
1800 and Is the son of the late General
Nicholas Auderson and a nephew of
GeneVa I Robert Auderson of Fort
Sumter fame. He fitted for college
at Exeter. N. H., and was graduated
from lianard In the class of 1888. Ho
was secretary of embassy at London
from 1801 until 1803 nnd first secre-
tary and charge d'affaires at Horae
from 1803 until the outbreak of the
Spanish war. He Is a commander of
the Italian Order of St. Maurice and
St. Lazare nnd a grand officer of the
Crown of Italy.'. He Is a member of
the Order of the Cincinnati and of
many American and foreign clubs.
Copyright by American Pres* Association.
EX-KINO MANUEL AMU KINO ALFOSBOl.
Portuguese throne. He Is provided
with plenty of this world’s goods*and
enjoys life for all It’s worth.
In fact, it seems that most of the
ousted emperors, kings, sultans and
beads of republics foresaw their down-
fall and long before their ejection
placed ample fortunes In the care of
the Bank of England. It is believed
that Diaz has a pretty penny stowed
away, and $100,000 In gold coin' was
recently discovered by New York’s
customs officers In the suit case of M.
Simon, the son of the president of
Haiti, the most recent bead of a Latin
American republic to lose his power
There were rumors some time ago
that young Manuel was 111 and that be
Is deeply worried over his fate. Those
Intimate with tbe family poohpooh
these reports and state that he Is a
boisterous youth, full of pranks and
glad to he rid of the affairs of state.
Stories that emanated from Madrid
recently to the effect that Manuel’s
eutlre fortune is back of the mon-
archist uprising in the Portuguese
frontier ^ire probably untrue. These
zealots started a counter revolution of
their own accord, chagrined at being
deprived of the spoils of office. It Is
possible that for show’s sake Mannel
made a generous contribution to tbe
canse, but It Is also doubtful If be
cares a flg whether votaries are vic-
torious or not. Manuel must make be-
lieve that he still champions tbe cause
of the monarchists, for his mother Is
anxious that be marry a princess of
royal blood. But It may be taken for
granted that he’d rather fish and bunt
in England than sit on a shaky throne
In Lisbon, In danger of meeting the
awful fate of bis father, the late King
Charles, who was assassinated.
«' a
late.
Lie
kliute
\ 8CS-
"yt£S," AOMITTKU llKl.AUKLD.
“Do you know anything about his
people?" she added.
“No -tlint Is. not positively. Cliffy
Brooks said he heard DeluUeld’s fa-
ther was a butcher or something like
that. I hope you don’t luind changing
the subject. Miss Osgood, but I want
to ask you a personal question. May
1?" Ford Dexter bent bis devoted
gaze upon tier sweet face.
■“Well?" usked Eve serenely.
“You know the tennis match comes
off tomorrow. Will you wear my col-
ors?"
“Your colors?" Eve was amused
“1 didn’t know that the contestants
bore colors "
“My colors are purple and silver. 1
thought perbups you'd wear some vlo
lets If 1 sent them, or a knot of pur-
ple ribbon." Ford Dexter had sbakeu
off his artificial sir und was In deep
earnest now. his bludk eyes searching
her fnlr fsce for some encourage-
ment.
Eve shook her head. “1 can’t <>oin
mtt myself. Mr. Dexter." she smiled.
"When the match Is over you stuill
see whose colors 1 wear.”
"There are ouly four of us In the
match. Y’ou know my colors. Cliffy
Brooks has adopted green and white,
and Gerard's Is orange. You see Fm
fair enough to tell you theirs."
”1 see." said Eve. nodding her gold-
en head. "If 1 choose to wenr your
colors I shall carry violets or a pur
pie parasol. If I fnvAr Mr. Brooks 1
must get out my green sunshade nnd
wenr u white gown, and If 1 select
Mr. Gerard as my champion 1 must
secure a bunch of marigolds, is tbut
the Idea?"
“Yes."
"What are Mr. Delnfleld's colors?"
asked Eve suddenly.
"Oh. Delafleld?" Ford laughed con
temptuously. "I guess he linsu't got
ns fur us that. I suppose lie feels
lucky to think he’s been eutered in the
match at all."
“Among such an aristocratic set. I
suppose." suggested Eve without smil-
ing.
"Well, yon know, he's not accustom-
ed to flocking around with my set,";
admitted Fdril "He only got ,ln be-
cause he's substituting for Dicky Or-
cuff, who sprained Ills wrist tost week
Do you know Dicky?"
“Oh. yes'. He’S niy cousin, yon
know ’’
“I didn't know," returned Ford, cha-
grined “He's rather partial to Deln-
fleld, I believe; has rather socialistic
Ideas."
“Dicky Is broad minded." admitted
Eve seriously. “You Fee he accepts a
man for what he Is. not for what b<*
grandfather was. He respects him for
the quality of bis man hood, not for the
quantity of Ids money."
“I don't lielleve Delnfleld’s grand-
father wn* even In the butcher class.'
remarked Ford Dexter crossly. "Very
likely he wss some emigrant from’-
“Bali!" exclaimed Eve Inelegantly
uud she Hew out of her chair sail ran
dowu the steps of tbe piszzu.
Ford Dexter stared after her with
a flushed and scowling face. He won
dered If there was an underlying
meaning tn that*"Bab!" of hern HI*
own nickname at college hud been
tell you what they are
match.”
"Ah. and some fair lady will wear
them tomorrow?" ,
"Yes.” admitted Delafleld. reddening.
"But she doesn't know she’s- weuring
my colors "
“How's that?" demanded Dicky curi-
ously. while Eve felt a pang of Jeal
ousy thut some other girl had already
confiscated this 'splendid specimen of
manhood.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow," promised
Delafleld. and he would say no more.
Latpr, when Eve had left them, he
drew his friend Into a rustic summer
bouse and said abruptly:
“Dicky, the time bus come to own
up to my Identity. My silence was
only maintained from a dislike of
newspuper publicity. You've heard
my father was a butcher?" He smiled
down at his shorter companion.
“1 don't care If your father was a
hangman," protested Dicky stoutly,
"and you neodu't tell me anything
uiiout it If you don’t want to."
■“Time 1 owned up now I'm through
college. My father is Tom Delafleld.
the packer, and be put me through
college as a worker; said I'd turn out
better In the end. Hope 1 will. At
any rate, I know the quality of friend-
ship." He gripped Dicky's left hand
ami squeezi-d It nfiectionately.
Dicky’s bruin was reeling. Pnnl
Delafleld was the son of one of the
richest men In the country. He hnd
chosen to work his way through tbe
university, gathering about himself a
few friends—like Dicky himself—who
were worth while Dicky shook tils
head feebly. "What will Ba-o Ba-a
any?" lie asked.
The mntch onme off the next day.
Eve Osgood wore n pink frock and
carried a pink sunshade, and Pnnl
Delstleld was so distracted by her
that he nearly lost the game, (tut Iti
the end he vanquished Ford Dexter
and his friends ami carried the trophy
to Eve. who watched his approach
with shining eyes.
"Bravo!" she wild as she shook hi*
hand.
Dicky was examining tbe sliver enp
“What about your colors, f'anl? You
Said you'd tell us after the match ”
Paul IH-latleld roluctuntly released
Eve's little baud, lie looked at the
pink of her cheeks, tile golden glory
of her fi.-l nnd, last nnd longest, Into
the shy wonder of her blue eye*.
"Sly colors." he repented l,i such a
low tone that only Eve rind Dicky
heard, and IHoky slipped away nud
tuft them alope-V’tn.v colors? They
are pink and gold uud bine." And
his eyea rested oa the blue and ware
sat is Ucd.
THS OPPORTUNITY OK Ml I,IKK."
s and If so could she take pus-
her. The purser told her that
no passengers would be taken nnd for
further. Information referred her to the
captain.. She found tbe commander,
Gilbert, an ax-Unlted Btatea naval
officer, a native of South Carolina and
a polished gentleman.
“Captain." she said, "understanding
that you are about to sail for a British
port I desire to secure a passage Tor
my mother and myself on your vessel.
We come over hero recently to settle
In this country. Beigg used to rural
Ufa In England and having s little
money, we thought we could Invest It
to our comfort and profit In n plants
tion here. Bat. alas, tbe war has
•polled all our calculations, and we
wlah to return to our native land.”
“It would give me great plcnsure to
. ■ accommodate you." replied Captain
Gilbert, “but I would not lie permitted
by the owners of the vessel and the
cargo to tnke any one aboard except
such men as arc necessary to work the
ahlp. It would he Impossible for me
to deceive you as to what we are We
. are going to attempt to run the block
ado with n cargo of cotton. That all
of Us shall he Interested In avoiding
being lnterce|*fcd every uinn nlsmrd Is
to receive If we are successful a per
centage of the profit. I am sure that
nothing could Induce those who hnve
embarked their funds In the enterprise
to peruijt any outsider—even a woman
v —to be on the ship at the critical time
of getting out of the liurbor."
Tbo lady listened to tills explanation
arlth evident Interest. When the cap
tain bad llnlshed she appeared to he
thinking for n few moments, then
■ski'd: f
“What can cotton he bought for
here?"
"A few cents n pound "
"What can It he sold for la Eng
land ?"
, "The Inst quotations we have re
celvod were $1.
“How much eotton cun I buy for
"THIS '
ing tbi
CROWN PRINCE CHRISTIAN.*
Future King of Denmark Will Visit
ths United States.
Crown Prince Christian of Denmark
Is to visit the United States'ln Octo-
ber. He will sail from Copenhagen
on hoard a Danish man-of-war. escort-
ed by a cruiser and a gunbont. to visit
those Danish possessions in the West
Indies the sale of w'hlcli to this coun-
try was at one time the subject of ne-
gotiations. which came to nothing ow-
ing to an overwhelming popular senri-
m e n t tn Den
mark against J'ra
their abandon jP^^Nk
ment. From the ?
West Indies the
crown prince f \ *y
ron will, come
President
touching at New
Y'ork, where
there Is a large
Danish born
population. From New York he will
proceed to Canada, where he will be
eutertnlned by the new governor gen
oral, the Duke of Connaught, nnd by
the duchess at Ottnwn.
The crown prltice Is a very tall, pow-
erfully built man, forty-one years old
He holds the rank of major general In
the Dnnlsh army and Is married to one
of the two sisters of the !ute reigning
Grand Duke of Mecklenbnrg-Schwerln.
the other sister being 'the crown
princess of Germany. He has two
sons, one twelve nnd the other eleven
yenrs old. und his next brother
Charles, now occupies the throne of
Norway under the title of King llaa
kon VII. The crown prince Is also-a
nephew of Queen Alexandra of T’ng
land, of King George of Greece and
of the widowed empress of Kusslti, .
He came quite prominently Into the
public eye of America In connection
with the role he played In we|eora!nc
Dr. Cook at ('openlotgeu. ns the dla
ooverer of the north pole.
The crown prince Is very rtcb anil
will Inherit atlll greater wealth on the
death of his mother. Queen Louise,
who Is six feet taro and one-half Inches
tall and to tbs richest royal Indy of
A TRICKY FISH.
Professor Willoy Tolls' of On* That
Pretends to Bo s Leaf.
Professor Willey of the McGill uni-
versity, Montreal, who spent many
years In the tropics studying animal
life, describes a leaflike tlsli, known
technically ns Platax vcspcrtllio. In a
volume on evolution which he has Just
completed. |rle says the tish has the
habit of floating Idly on its side, and
the details of its color nnd marking as
well ns the thinness of body Implied by
, _ the floating habit
conspire to pro
• Fla | - duee the suggiM-
s tion of a leaf. But
!/ flonrln* *u
fa; ;<ij'rL:*e£53!i the sea might
iwu'-'v* " perhaps not be
Vjlj'f' regarded by all
IVliHjw' . of us ns one of
■ - i the likeliest ob-
jects to meet with. Dr. Willey, how-
ever, reninrk« that iti tbe mangrove
fringed oceans of the Vast such leaves
are actually common, nnd be adds that
a bifacial leaf Is "one of the common-
est objects, dead or alive, ashore or
ettowv PRINCE
CHRISTIAN.
afloat, ill nature.
le Captain who hnd a quick head
mathematics' did sopis mental fig-
g nnd replied:
, limit Bid.000 pounds."
Vbnt could they bo sold for In Eng-
It must be Said. however, that nature
has not display ed any especial partial-
ity townrd the little leaf fish In her
distribution of self pN**ervuJion favors.
Even the humble flounder Is endowed
with the means of losing Its identity
on the muddy bottom of the ehannet.
where It rests nnd feeds. The white
underside of the flounder would reveal
its whereabouts to larger flsh seeking
$10(1.000.”
r» ths Investors In this enter
re English capitalists, repre-
a Mr Winter*."
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under*
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