Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, March 25, 1922, Page 2

1o the man wko long ago had aided 7+ INDIA nWilltam .r’\\uL'HuI'(_ S = - Copyright by EdwinBal mer~. (Continued from last issue) “No; you can tell me more now, ‘Alan. Surely you can. I must know. I have the right to know. Yesterday, .even before you found out about this, fyeu knew things you weren't telling me—things about the people you'd been seeing. They'd all lost people on the lakes, you gaid; but you found out wore than that.” “They'd all lost people on the Mi- waka!” he said. “All who could tell me where their people were lost; a few were like Jo Papo we saw yester- day, who knew only the year his father was lost; but the tinie always was the time that the Miwaka disappeared!” “Disappeared!” she repeated. Her veins were pricking cold. What did he know, what could any one know of the Miwaka, the ship of which nothing ever was heard except the heating of the Indian Drum? She tried to make him say more; but he looked away now down to the lake. “The Chippewa must have come in early this morning,” he sald. “She’s lying in the harbor; I saw her on my way to the felegraph office. If Mr. Spearman has come back with her, tell him I'm sorry I can't walt to see him."” “When are you going?” “Now.” She offered to drive him to Petos- key, hut he already had arranged for 4 mim to take him to the train. She went to her room after he was gone and spread out again on her bed the watch—now the watch of Captain Ntafford of the Miwaka—with the knife and coins of more than twenty years ago which came with it. ‘The meaning of them now was all changed; she felt that; but what the new mean- ing might be could not yet come to her. Something of it had come to Alan; that, undoubtedly, was what had so greatly stirred him; but she could not yet reassemble her ideas. Yet a few facts had become plain. ; A maid came to say that Mr. Spear- man had come up from his boat fo breakfast with her and was down stairs. 'She went down to find Henry lounging in one of the great wicker chairs in the living room. He arose and cume toward her quickly; but she halted before he could seize her. “What's wrong, dear?" “Alan Conrad has been here, Henry.” “He has? Ilow was that?” She told him while he watched her intently. “He wired to Buffalo about the watch. He got a reply which he brought to me half an hour ago.” “Yes?' [ “The watch’ belonged to Captain |Stafford who twas lost with the Mi- ‘waka, Henry."” He- made no reply; but walted. “You may not have known that it 'was his; I mean, you may not have Xknown that it was he who rescued the people of the Winnebago, but you must have known that Uncle Benny didn't.” } “Yes; I knew that, Connle,” he an- swerd evenly, “Then why did you let me think the watch was his and that he must be— dend?” ¢ “That's all's the matter? You had thought he was dead. I belleved it was better for you—for every one—to be- Heve that.” i She drew a little away from him, Wwith hunds clasped behind her back, gazing intently at him. “There was Nome writing found in Uncle Benny's jhouse In Astor street—a list of names ‘o relatives of people who had lost {their lives upon the Iake. Wassaquam knew where those things were. Alan {pays they were given to him in your ‘presence. Why didn't you tell me ‘about that?” 1 He straightened as if with anger. “Why should 17 Because he thought that 1 shonld? What did he tell you about those lists®” “Nothing—except that his father had kept them very secretly; but he's ‘found out they were names of people who had relatives on the Miwaka ! “What?" Recalling how her blood had run when Alan had told her that, Henry's whiteness and the following suffusion of his face did not surprise her. “I told that fellow long ago not. to gtart stirring these matters up about Ben Corvet, and particularly T told ‘him that he was not to bring any of it to you. 1t's not—a thing that a man like Ben covered up for twenty years till it drove him crazy is sure not to be a thing for a girl to know. Let it aloue, 1 tell you.'t She stood - flushed and perplexed, gazing at him, She never had seen him under stronger emotion, *You misunderstood me once, Con- nie!” he appenled. “You'll understand nie how!" Shie, had been thinking about that jnjusdtice_ she had done him in her thought—about his chivalry to his partner and former benefactor, when iUncle Benny was still keeping his place among men, Was Henry now moved, in a way which she could not anderstand, by some other obligation -~ THE BEMIDJI DAILY PIONEER N DRUM j and Edwin Balmer [Og him? Huad Henry hazarded more than he had told her of the nature of the thing hidden which, if she could guess it, would justify what he satd? She had made Alan promise to write her, if he was not to return, regarding what he learned; and a letter came to her on the fourth day from him in Manitowoe. The post office employees had no recollection, he said, of the person who had mailed the package; it stmply had been dropped by some one .into the receptacle for mafling packages of that sort. Alan, however, was continuing his inquiries, She wrote to him Ip reply; in lack of anything more important to tell him, she related some of her activities and inquired about his. After she had wrijten him thus twice, he replied, de- seribing his life on the boats plensant- 1y and humorously; then, though she immediately replied, she did not hear from him again. A new idean had seized Constance. Captain Caleb Stafford was named among the lost, of course; with him had perished his son, a hoy of three. That was all that was said, and all that was to be learned of him, the hoy. Alun had been three then. This was wild, erazy speculation. The ship was lost with all hands; only the Drum, believed in by the superstitious and the most ignorant, denied that. The Drum said that one soul bad been saved.. How could a child of three have heen saved when strong men, to the last one, had perished? And, if had been saved, he was Stafford’s son. Why should Unele Benny have sent him away and cared for him and then sent for him and, himself disappear- ing, leave all he had to—Stafford’s son? Or was he Stafford’s son? Her thought went back to the things which had been sent—the things from n man’s pockets with n wedding ring among them, She had belleved that the ring ‘cfeiired“the mother’s name; might it In reality only more Involve it? Why had it come back like this to the mun by whom, perhaps, it had been glven? Henry’s words came again and agaln to Constance: “It's a queer con- cern yow've got for Ben, Leave it alone, 1 tell you!” He knew then something about Uncle Benny which might have brought on some terrible thing which Ilenry did not know but might guess? Constance went weak within. Uncle Benny's wife had left him, she remembered. Was it better, after all, to “leave it alone?’ A telegraph envelope addressed to her father was on the table in the hall. A servant told her the message had come an hour before, and that he had telephoned to Mr. Sherrill's office, but Mr. Sherrill was not in. There was no « reason for her thinking that the mes- i sage might be from Alan except his presence in her thoughts, but she went at once to the telephone and called her father. He was in now, and he Jdirected her to open the message and read it to him. “Have some one,” she read aloud; she choked In her excitement at what came next—“Have some one who knew Mr, Corvet well enough to recog- nize him, even If greatly changed, meet Carferry Number 25 Manitowoc Wednesday this week. Alan Conrad.” Her heart was beating fast. “Are you there?” she sald into the phone. “Yes." “Whom shall you send?* There was an instant's silence, “I shall go myself.” her father said. She hung up the receiver. Had Alan found Uncle Benny? He had found, apparently, some one whose resem- blavee to the plcture she had showed him was marked enough to make him believe that person might be Benjamin | Corvet; or he hud heard of some one who, from the account he had received, he thought might be. She read again the words of the telegram . . . “even if greatly changed!” and she felt star- tling and terrifying warning in that phrase. 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AT THEATRES “DON'T TELL EVERYTHING” AT ELKO BEGINNING TONIGHT Combining three of. the most pop- ular figures of the screen—Wallace Reid, Gloria Swanson and Elliott Dexter—the two former stars and the latter a feature player for {Paramount pictures—comes “Don’t Tell Everything” which will be seen at the Elko Theatre, tonight, tomor- row and Monday. ‘The most interesting feature aside from the exceptional cast is that it is typically an out of . door story,] breathinng the fragrance of the pine woods, thelife and action of the polo field, the charm of a California golf course. “OH PROMISE ME” AT ELKO BEGINNING THIS EVENING Here is a pippin of a Christie Comedy showing at the Elko Theater tonight, tomorrow and Monday, with “Don’t Tell Everything” the big spec- ial feature. The story is more than adequate, jazzy, and one that will appeal to every ex-service man_ as well as the general public: Neal Burns was nver better than as an ex-soldier whose marriage to an Am- erican girl was threatened by a French “madeémoiselle”; the back- grounds show the careful thought and taste of Director Scott Sidney and Tom Brierley, art director. “BAR NOTHIN’” AT REX SUNDAY AND MONDAY Whenever a Buck Jones picture comes to town is a good time to make a date with yourself to see the show. For the reason that a Buck Jones show is always worth seeing. He’s a sure prize winner on the screen in horsemanship. daredevil stunts and capturing the Girl. Buck is to open at the Rex theater on Sunday in the Fox pro-| duction ‘“Bar Nothin’.” See him and! you’ll get abundance of wholesome thrill and lively ‘entertainment. He'll be here for two days. “FEARLESS DICK” AT THE REX THEATER TONIGHT The Overland Limited put on greater speed as it reached the bor- ders of Ladrone County- Why? Because the train crew knew Stevel Trask and his bandits ‘when they shot—shot to kill. See it in “Fear- less Dick” at the Rex Theater to- night. “AFTER THE SHOW” AT THE will be the big feature at the -Grand theater for two days beginning Sun- day. ‘The principal characters of the story are Jack .Holt, the wealthy backer of the show; Charles Ogle, the old stage-door man and Lila Lee the little chorus girl who, having played in amateur theatricals in her home town, comes to the city to win fame. Out of the lives of these three characters comes a powerful and gripping drama. “CHEATED HEARTS” AT THE *GRAND THEATRE TONIGHT “Cheated Hearts” the Universal feature starring Herbert Rawlinson showing now at the Grand Theatre, could be easily made the subject of innumerable editorals and sermons. It is not only a powerful drama, in- volving gripping’ events and a fas- cinating thread of romance, but it is also a detiled analysis of the char- acter of the “gentleman.” NO NIGHT IN HEAVEN No night in heaven!—Ah, he did not know, ‘That worn old Eastern saint, the tender glow Of summer evenings in the happy West. He had not seen the sunset smolder low Behind the larches on the far hill’s crest, Nor watched ‘the rooks and daws fly home to rest. He had not known the scent of new- _mown hay In dream-like flelds about the close of day, Nor seen the hawthorns by the May moon’s light. He had not envjed lovers as they stray About the dusky lanes, where, starry white, ‘The doxg-rose throws her garlands for delight. If he could know, as we, beloved, know, Twilight and barvest-moon, he, too, ‘would pray: “Morning and noon'are good but night is best— Maker of stars! night!” —W. M. Letts, in Yale Review. Oh, give us back the| Money in Street Music. Never were so many bands in Lon- don streets as now. Some are, or sup- posed to be, formed of unemployed; others, perhaps. spring from a pure desire to make our lives melodious. This music seems to be profitable. At Marlborough Street police court a member of @ street band charged with obstruction was said to be making more than £7 (§35) a week. From a Musicians’ union comes the commgnt that this is no uncommon sum; and GRAND THEATER TOMORROW If you want to make a journey hwck-§taxe yeu should see William de Mille’s splendid Paramount pro- duction, “Atter the Show,” which In a Good Western America made? GREAT Mutt & Jeff Matinee 2:30—7: GRAND Doris Pawn, Winter In Rito /W eiman’s Sat. Eve. part. t and see what awaited onc happiness. “TAZLE STEAKS”—with Pt S R REX-Today The Eagle Man—DICK HATTON “FEARLESS DICK” Where was the most romantic history of On the prairies of the Fox Sunshine Comedy, In Two Parts “HIS FIRST KISS” 1:30% 9:00 HERBERT RAWLINSON As the Desert Lover—Supported by “Cheated Hearts” A story of love—that sent a man, in desperation, half ’round the world. —ALSO SHOWING— “The Skipper’s Policy” A Tobnerville Trolley 2-Part Comedy SUNDAY AND MONDAY Matinee 2:30-—Nights 7:15-9:00 Jack Holt-Lila Lee ‘AFTER THE SHOW WHEN THE CURTAIN FALLS—And the crowds de- An dthe actors’ wor A tale of a wonderftl love that struggles through to S, Also Sh(lwing that street musicians have been known to refuse places in a theater orchestra. As they would earn there from £3 10s ($17.50) to £4:14s ($2850), they have reason.—London Times Weekly. Prairie Melodrama. WEST! : " Fox'News 10-9:00—10c-25¢< ST T T O T O O T 10c & 25¢ TONIGHT Hall, Marjorie Daw Post story, ‘The Stage Door’ Come door! 1d again is real girl outside the stage ‘Brownie, the Wonder Dog’ Story Reveals Firmness of Character of the Great Japanese Statesman, Marquis Okuma. The late Marquis Okuma of Ja- pan, while talking with a group of politicians shortly before his death, was usked by one of them who, in his opinion, was the most dreadful man in the world, and his reply was: “One from whoni you have received favors.” The great statesman of Waseda, when young, was never able to excel in handwriting, try as he ight, though he was remarkably good at brain work. Ashamed of this, with characteristic stubbornness he deter- mined that he would never again take up a brush to write, Once Keiu Nukamura, prominent scholar of Chi- nese literature, to try this resolution of Okuma's, called a boy and said, “Go and ask Okuma how to write the Chinese character ‘Shoku.’” The boy came up to Okuma and did as he was told. To help him Okuma took out brush and ink and a sheet of paper, and he almost began setting the let- ter down, when he suddenly recol- lected his resolution. Lmmediately he dropped his brush on the floor, took the boy near the fire’ and showed him how to write theé character in the ashes with a poker. i lllustrating Food Values. To teach food values to children and to combat malnutrition the Amer- fean Museum of Natural History eirs culates a traveling exhibit which ip- cludes a set of 16 wax models of food suitable for children between the ages of ten and thirteen and models apd charts ilustrating the composi- { tion of six common foods and the con- tributions of different foods to the hody. RESCUE D THE Don’t let the family washing interfere with your social duties. We can relieve you of all your wash-day trou- bles—just say to ‘“‘send the wagon—" Family Washings 10c 1b—80c minimum Bem. Steam Laundry —Phone 195— ——————— [T our city’s largest institutions a! fact. it is almost a part of my meetings and various luncheon just been negligent, that’s all. 00 O Hotel Markham, ter there. Yes, even though I i “Not long ago, I sat soliloquizing, a done my full duty toward my community, I the Hotel Markham. By this hotel, our city is frequently tion far and wide, and when they strike a “The more I thought of it, the more I realized that I WAS N THE PROPER SUPPORT. And I know there arc others like me. lessly thought that I had a good excuse—I didn’t need the hotel. “And when my wife phoned me to eat (jinn noon time; or when I desired to buy a magazine, “On Sunday nights we do not eat cold cuts, no: AT THE HOTEL MARKHAM. When I eat lunch downtown, 2nd want to.chat at a meal, I eat at the Markham. A and when I want to take home to my wife some current magazines, or want a supply been the one to profit, as well as the 0 T've helped further thg best interests of my city. RO REEROR SATURDAY EVENING, MARCH 25, 1922 STUCK TO HIS RESOLUTION | EQUAL TO ALL_EMERGENCIES! Little Thing Like the Running Out of OIl for His Engine Easily Over- come by Traveler. How we all enjoy stories with a re- sourceful hero! No cornered bero of remance ever showed more. ingenuity than Mr. Roy Chapman Andrews showed when he ran out of motor oil on the Gobi desert. We quote Mr. Andrews’ exploit as he narrates it Natural History: ' We were returning to Kalgan from Trga, the capital of Mongolin, when we made our discovery. Since the oil had all leaked out of the cans, and we could not go much farther, we were debating what to do. Then as our car swung over the summit of a rise we saw the white tent and the graz- ing camels of an enormous caravan. Of course Mongols would have mutton fat; why not use that for ofl? avan leader assuréd us that he had plenty, and in ten minutes a great pot of fat was warming over the fire. We poured it into the motor and proceeded merrily on our way, but there wus one serious obstacle to our enjoying that ride, We bhad had little food for some time and were very hungry, and when the engine began to warm a most tantalizing odor of roast lamb rose from the car. Short- 1y I imagined that I could even smell mint sauce. On another oceasion when we were without cup grease for the cars Mrs. Andrews sacrificed all the cold cream and vaseline that she had prepared for a summer in the field. We also substituted Mongol cheese with good results.—Youth’s Companion. ‘ — . THE PIONEER WANT ADS BRING RESULTS BUCK *BAR. N WILLIAM + FOX foot’s sistery In which Buck Jones play like a sky-rocket. : Fox T Matinee 2:30—10e-30c Wfi AR AT A Business Man‘s Philosophy A Sequel to “A Business Man’s Soliloquy” known, for good hotel they nd I should business life. I attend the banquets engagements; “And so I determined to not only boost the Markham, but give it my patronage whenever I can. And here’s what I have done—and am doing. When I need a hotel, for I've reccived better “It iy my conviction that it is good business philosophy for every one of us to regard the Hotel Markham as OUR hotel—as, in fact, it is—and to patronize it whenever possible. Hotel Markham BEMIDJI, MINN. THE CITY OF ENTERPRISE IN THE CENTER OF MINNESOTA’S SUMMER PLAYGROUNDS RO _— 000 R REX - Opening Sunday —FOR TWO DAYS— Children—10c—Any Show" Wherein a ranchman shows a tenderfoot how to run a ranch and theh marries the tender- BEN TURPIN, In His New One— “Love and Doughnuts” REX ORCHESTRA 0000 and as I sat pondering over the past, and wondering if I had I naturally thought of one of the biggest things in it— boost it and the town it’s in. boost it and the town it’s OT GIVING OUR HOTEL QUITE But I have used it frequently—in I meet people from out of town. er downtown; or when I wanted a nice lunch at I got such meals, goods, or service elsewhere. nor does my wife go into the kitchen. or when I have a noon engagement, Hayler’s or Garrett’s candies or of smokes or a newspaper, I get what I want at the cigar coun- thought I had no direct use for the hotel, I found that I have. JONES OTHIN” + PRODUCTION sizzes through a photo- News : Evenings 7:10-9:00—10c-30c S T T T T L T T B T T L TR L T R L T LT T H UL T | i traveling men carry its reputa- It is one of in. I have my own home and care- held there; I have committee OO RO I've WE EAT shoe shine, I go. straight to the Pve meals and better services, and AT RO