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The Nazaeeth Item. •^ AN INDIPBNDENT FAMILY NBW8PAPBR, DKVOTBD TO LITERATURE, LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLUGENCE. Vol. ZXVI. NAZARETH, PA., FRIDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 21,1917 No ^40. HKMt»{>tt»itinnm.iimHiimKwiM*wiiiiii»iiii iimiiiiniiii.g S£A SHORE SAND for.Ohildren. The Trumbower Co. -Samyitimaa. / NAZARETH, PA. Branch Office No. 18 Belvidere Street. Telephone Connections- »4iftit»«'ttHti"'i=»J^:i:< LARGEST ENROLLMENT Every year since 1897, the attendance at this school ex¬ ceeded that of the previoua one. The enrollment this term is the largest in the history of the College. We believe this continuous growth is partly due to our superior courses of study, able teachers, and fair deal¬ ing; but we attribute no little part of our success to the won¬ derful opportunities ia Bethlehem awaiting our graduates, and the high salaries they are commanding. Persons desiring to enroll are requested to do so NOW. Aak for complete catalogue. SOUTH BETHLEHEA BUSIAESS COLLEGE Third and New Streeta, South Bbthlbhbm, Pa. ^ iftim* F. P. ROHN •VNBRAL DHUBOTOB SticcC HJkZAMma,9A. ibaUner, and penonal attentten \ te all orders. Atecd. Telepbone. M.aSOHMIDT WIND OAP. PA. F V M B R A L DIR H O VO<R AU calls Promptly Attended to SUte Belt Fhone 179-B S¥. Cap'n Warren's Wards By JOSEPH C LINCOLN Copyright, lifll, by D. Appleton & Co. f- '» FOREWORD. This delightful story of a Cape Cod sea captain's ad¬ ventures in New York is one of the best romances from the pen of Josepli C. Lin¬ coln. There is a real plot, and the story is full of genu¬ ine humor and splendid char¬ acter drawing. 0' ^ ,re Needed In Businest! ... oow uee^. ""^"^^^ "<^ several young Men and Women to supply ihe demand for Book-keepers, Stene- graphent, and Office Assistants. Arrange now to prepare.for a position that ofiers numerous opportunities for advancement. 4'*^ FALL TERM BEGINS SEPTEMBER:4TH. NIGHT SCHOOL BEGINS SEPT. lOTH. Send lor <our new illustrated catalog—it is FREE I and it will iates«st you. Chttrchman Bosiaess College, Nortbawpton Nat. finnk Bldg., EASTON, PA. New Aut utumn HATS Soft Hats are here in new shapes. .They are smooth finish¬ ed, with bound or turned edges; also wide military types with plain edges. Also some with the "brushed finish" that gives^a silky luster- Brown, bronze, green, ateel and slate. Price 111.26 to ^.00. 911 Soft Hate or Derbies $4.00. Trooper Hatt.. - - - - 6Cc_to $1^ l's and Boys New Fall Caps ; - {50 to~$i.60 it New Fashion In Mens Clothing Fall Suits in the new models; double breasted, and single ftsted with all around belt, also conservation suits, blue, and brown worsted. Prices $10.00 to $22.00. We are showing some early arrival of Overcoats in the trench and conservative models. Prices $10.00 to $25.00. Boys' School Suits. I Our assortment of Boys' Suits is complete. The popu- {ijfht Posture and other makes, some with extra pants. Prices $2.60 and up. Men's Rep Shirts Lutiaiin Shirts of the noted I'liillipine Rep, jy of weave and especially dtsirable for ,ti H;ivs. Our orice $1.16. which is the cooler [mn days. Our price P/ NAZARETH. PA. Iranday ¦Mai|p «f n^jl jl nNM»i^i IIIII inmitifmtit—gi "Sojti Mai»«t. Clw«*1 — 9 CHAPTER I. "A Person Nam«d Elishr Warren." STABLKI" screamed the brake- man, oi)onint' the car door aud yclliiiK lii.s loudest, so as to be beard above the rattle of the train and the shriek of the wind. "Ostablel" The brakeman's cap was soaked through, Lis hair was plastered down on bis forehead, and In tbe yellow Ut;ht from the car lamijs bis w«t nose glls- tened as if varnished. Tbe windows streamed as each succeeding gust flung its miniature freshet against tbem. Tbe passengers in tbe car did not ¦eem greatly interested in tbe brake- man's announcement Tbe red faced person in the seat nearest tbe rear slept soundly, as be bad done for the last bour and a half. He bad boarded tbe train nt Brockton and after re¬ questing the conductor not to "lemmo git by Bayport, Bill," at Qrst fiivoicil bis fellow travelers with a song ami then sank iuto slumber. Mr. Atwood Graves, junior partner hi the Now York flrm of Sylvester, Knbn & Craves, lawyers, stirnrd un¬ easily on tlio lumpy plush cnsliion, locilc- ed at bis wntch, then nt tho tiuio talile In bia hond, noted that the tniin Wiis now seventy-two minutes late nnd for at least the fifteenth timo meutnlly cursed the railway compnny, the whole of Cape Cod from Sandwich to I'rov- htcetown and tbe fates which hnd brought bim there. Tbe train slowed down in a Jerky, hiccupy sort of way and crept on till tbe car in wblcb Mr. Graves was seat¬ ed was abreast tbe lifted windows of a small station, where It stopped. Peer- big through the water streaked pane at tbe end of bis seat, the lawyer saw dim silhouettes of uncertain outline moving about. They moved with pro¬ voking slowness. Tben, behind the door which the brakeman, after announcing tbe -sta¬ tion, bad closed again, sounded a big langb. Tbe beartiness of H grated .en Mr. Graves' nerves. What idiot could langb on such a nigbt as this -aboard -a train over an hour late"? Tbe laugh was repeated. Tben tbe door was flung brlsKly open, and a man entered the car. He was a big man, broad shouldered, inclined to Stoutness, wearing a doth cap -with a visor and a heavy ulster, the collar of wblcb was turned op. Through the gmv between the open ends of the col¬ lar bristled a short grayish beard. Tho face above the beard and below the visor was sunburned, with little wrin¬ kles about tbe eyes and curving lines from the nostrils to tbe comers of the mouth. The upper Up was shaved, and tbe eyebrows were heavy and grayish black. Cap, fnce and ulster were drip¬ ping with water. "Well, I teli you, Exra," be called .over his shoulder, "If it's too deep to -wade maybe I can swim. Fat floats, tbey tell me, and Abbie says Tm get¬ tin' fleshier every day. So long." He closed the door and, smiling broadly, swung down tbe aisle. "Hello, cap'n!" cried one passenger. "What's the south shore doin' over here lu this flood?" "What's the matter, cap'u?" demand¬ ed another. "Croke loose from your moorln's, have you? Did you ever see such tt nifilit In your life?" The man in tUe ulster sliook bunds with each of liin (tuestloiiers, reinoviiig a pair of wet. heavy leather gloves ns Le did so. "Don't know's I ever did, Dan," he answered. "Couldn't seo mu(h of tills one but its color, and that's lilnclc I come over tlils mornin' to attend to Bomo bu;Une.ss at tho conrtl'.ouse— deeds to some iranberry boy properly I Just bouglit—and Jud.ije Baxter macle nio go lionie with liini to dinner. Stay¬ ed at Ills house nil the afternoon, and then ills man, E:'.ra nallct. undertook to drlvo nie up hero to tho depot. Talli about blind pilotln'! Wliewl The judire's horse wf»s a new one, not used to the rouclti; Ezra's nearsighted, nnd T couldn't uso \vy glasses 'count of the rain. Li-t aloue thnt, 'twas darker'u the foro hold of Xoah's ark. Uo, ho! Sonieiime,^* we wns Li tho rut.*!, nnd Boni(*inies we wa?! In tho bushes. I told Kz we'd ou;ht to have fetched aloug a dlpsy lend, then maylio we could get our benrln's by soundln's. •Couldn't BOO "em If we did get 'era,' ¦ays ho. 'No,' says I, 'but wo could tasto 'em. Mau tint's drhcn through aa auicb OsUble amd as you have Mght to know Um taste of every road "Well, you caught the train any- bow," observed Dan. "Yup. If we'd been crippled as well as blind we could have done that." He seated himself Just in front of the pabr nnd glanced across the aisle at Mr. Graves, to flnd tho lotter looking in¬ tently at him. "Pretty tough night," he remarked, nodding. "Yes," replied the lawyer briefly. He did uot encourage conversation with casual acquaintances. The latest ar¬ rival had caught his attention because there wns something familiar about him. He must have scon him before. Conversation across tho nlslo was brisk, nnd its subjects wero many nnd varied. Mr. Grnves became aware, moro or less ntrnlrist his will, that tlie person called "vap'u" wns, if not a loader in pol:'Us nnd lofal affairs, still ono whoso fijiliilon.s counted. Somo of tho.se opinions as given woro pointed nnd dryly descriptive—as, for Instnuco, when n certain town mooting caiidl- Oalo was < oiupared to a sculplii, "wilh a big head tfiat sort of Iniprossea you tu you got close enough to realise it hns to bo big to make room for so much Iliout ll." Tho condiK-tor entered tho car and stopped to collect n ticket from lils new passcuger. It was evident that he, too, was acquainted with the lat¬ ter. "Evening, cap'n," ho said politely. "Train's a llttlo lato tonight." "It Is—for tonight's train," was thr prompt response, "but If it keeps on at the rate it's trnvclln' now it'll bo a little early for tomorrow mornin's. wou't It?" The conductor laughed. "Guess you're right," ho said. "This is about as wet a storm as I've run through since I've been on the road." The brakeman swung open the door to shout: "Denlioro! Denboro!" The conductor picked up his lantern and burrled away, the locomotive whhs. tied hoarsely, and the train hiccupod alongside another little station. Mr, Graves, peering through bia window, imagined that here the sllbouettes on the platform moved more briskly. They seemed almost excited. He In¬ ferred that Denboro wns a bigger and more wide awake village than Ostablc. But be wns mistaken. The reason for the excitement was made plain by the conductor a moment afterward. That official entered tho car, removed his uniform cap nnd rubbed a wot forehead with a wetter hand. "WeU, gentlemen," he said, "I've been expecting it, nnd here it is. Mark mo dowu ns n pood prophet, will you? There's a washout a mile farther on ond a telegraph pole across the truck. It's blowing great guns and raining pltchforlis. It'll be out of the question for us to go forword before daylight. If then. Darn a railroad man's Job any¬ how!" Five minutes later Mr. Graves de¬ scended the steps ^of the car, bis trav- eUiig bag in one band and an umbrella In the other. As soon as both feet were securely planted on the platform be put down the bag to wrestle with the umbrella and tbe hurricane, which was apparently blowing from four di¬ rections at once. Peeling bis liat leav¬ ing his head, be became aware thnt tbe umbrella bad turned Inside out. He threw the wredk violently under the train and stooped to pick up the bag. The bag was ne longer tbere. j "It'a all right," said a calm voice be-1 hind bim. "I've got yonr satchel, neighbor. Better beat for barbor, hadn't we? Here—this way." The bewildered New Yorker trnXt bis arm seized iu a flrm grip, and be was rushed across the platform, through a deluge of wind driven water, aud into a small, bot, close smelling waiting room. When be pushed bis hat clear of Lis eyes be saw that his rescuer was the big man wbo boarded the train at Ostable. "Dirty weather, hey?" he observed pleasantly. "Sorry your umbrella hnd to go by the board. I see you was carryin' too much canvas cud tried to run alongside in time to clve you a tow, but you was.-dismasted just as I got there. Here's your dunnage, aU safe and sound." He extended the traveling bag nt arm's length. Mr. Graves accepted his property and murmured thankg, not too cordially. "Well," we-at on his companlou, "here vo ure! .(Vnd I for ono Avauted to be somewhere else. Caleb,' turn¬ ing to the station master, who came iu nt tlmt moment, "aay way cf my gettin' homo tonight?" " 'Frald ;iot, cap'u," was tho answer. "I don't know of any. Guess you'll have to put up at tho hotel ftnd wait till nionUu'." I "I'm bookfd for Snith Denboro, and , that's only seven miles off. I'd swim ! tho wholu'seven ralhor than put up at Bim Tltconib's hotel. I've been there ' afore, thatik you! liOok horo, Culeb, j can't I hire o team nnd drive over?" "Well, I dou't know. S'pose you might ring up Telor Phattuck and n^k bira. IIo'h pretty parti' ulnr about his horses, tlio-.i^h, nnd I cal'late he"— j "All rlr.Iit. I'll ring hiiu up. Pete ought to get over somo of his partic- j ularness to obllao mc. I've helped hlin ' onco or twko." i "l.'xcu.so ino, sir," said the lawyer. \ "Did I midcr.stand you to suy you were going to Soutli Denboro'(" ' "Ven. I niu If tho powers and Pete Shattuck '11 lot me." "You were going to drive over? May I gij with you? I'm yecy anxious to got to South Denboro tonI:;ht. I have some vory important business thore, and I.wnut to conij lote It nnd get awav tomorrow, i must bo back in ^ow York bv tho nioniUig following." "Well, I don't know, Mr."- **Graves la my niu'ia" "I don't laiow^'^r. Graves. This Bhi't goin' to bo a pleasure cruise ex¬ actly, rou migni get protty wet." "I don't cnre. I can got dry again when I get thore. Of course I shall share the expense of the livery. I shall bo greatly obliged if I may go with you. If not. I must try for a rig my¬ self." "Oh, it you fool that way about it, why. como alioad nnd welcome. I was only waniin' yon, thnt's all. However, with mc aboard for ballast, I guess we won't blow uway. Wnlt a JilTy till I get after Pcliv" Ilo entereil tho ticket office and rais¬ ed a big haiMl to the little crank of the teleplione licll. "Lot's see. Calcli." ho oallod, "what's Sliatluik's nnnilier?" "F'lur long and (wo short," answered the station mnstor. Graves, wondering vnguoly what sort of tclcpliono system v.-as in uso on Cape Cod, heard his prospective pilot ring the Instrument for a full two sei-- onds, rciicaliiig tin; ring four times ul¬ togethor. Tills ho followed with two sliarp tinkles. Tlien came a series of shouted "Ilcllo-ir'and at last fragments of ono-holf of n dialogue. "That you, Shattuck? Know who this l.s, don't you'f Yes, that's ri'-rht. Sny, how many fnlk.s listen evory lime a bell rings on this lino? I've heard no less'ii ci.glit receivers come down so far. Two of 'em weut ui) then. Did you hear "ern? Partin. I want to liire a team to go over homo with. Tonight -sartln. I don't cure. Yes, you will too. Y('S. you will. Send my man back with it tomoi-row. I don't care what It Is. so it's got four lou's nnd wheels." ¦ .\iid so on for at least five niinutes. Tlien tho cnptnin hung up the ro<'elvor and cnme back to tho waiting room. "Bargain's mado, Mr. Grnves," ho an¬ nounced. "Pete'll have so;nc sol r .1 :. turnout alongside soon's he can get It harnessed. If you've got any extra storm duds In tliat satchel of yours I'd advise you to put 'em on. We're goln" to Lave a rough passage." Just how rough It was likely to Ik". Graves ronlized when he omcrge<l from the station to board the Shattuck bug¬ gy, Pete himself had driven the equipage over from the livery etulilo. "I wouldn't do this for anybody but you, cap'n," he vouchsafed In what might bo called a reproachful shout. "Wouldn't do what?" replied the cap¬ tain, lookln.u' tirst at tho nnclent horse | nnd then nt tlio battered buggy. "Lot this horse out a night like this." "Humph: I should think night would be tJie only time you would let lilm out. Thero, there! Never mind. Get aboard. Mr. Graves. Put your sutcliol on the lloor between your feet. Hero, lot mo h'lst that boot for you." The "boot" was a rubber curtain buttoned ncross the front of the buggy, extending from the dashboard to Just below the level of the driver's eyes. The lawyer clambered in behind it, the captain followed, the end of the reins was passed through a slit In tbe Loot, Mr. Shuttock, after inauirlng if they were "nil taut," gave the com¬ mand, "Gld-dapl" and horse and buggy moved nround the corner of the station out Into darkness. The view ahead, over the boot, was blackness, bordered by spidery trees and branches whipping in the wind. Occasionally they passed houses sit¬ ting well back from the road, a lighted winded gleaming cosily. And ever. Tm lookliii; for one of your loading citizens. Klisha Warren is his name." "What?" "Elisha Warron. I"— He wns Interrupted. There was a shnri) crack overhead, followed by a tremend<ius ruttli; and crash. Then down urion the bugiry descended whut to Graves appi-ari-d to lie nn avalanche of scrat'hing, ti'aring twigs nnd branch¬ es. Tlioy ripped away the boot and laprolio and jauiniod him back ngahist the seat, their sharp points against his breast. Tho buggy was Jerked for¬ ward n few feet nnd stoi>[ied short. He heard the clatter of hoofs and shouts of "Whoa!" and "Stand stilll" Ilo tried to rise, but the tangle of twi.gs before him .'¦•i-cnicd iinpcnetrable, so ho gave it iiji ami roinained wlioro he was. Then nfter an ihterval cnme a hail from the ilarkiicss: "111, there! .Mr. Graves, ahoy! Hurt, be you?" "Xo." The lawyer's tone vrus doubt¬ ful. "No-o. I—I guess not. That you. captain?" "Yes, it's mo. Stnnd still, you fool- hoad! Quit your hopjiin' up and down!" Tlieso commands were evi¬ dently addressed to the horso. "Glnd you ain't hurt. Better get out, hadn't you?" j "I—I'm not sure tiiat I can got out. i What on earth Ins hajipened?" j "Tree lliub carried awa.^¦. Lucky for : us we got the brusli end 'stead of the butt. Scooi-li <lown and soe If you can't 1 wrigglo out nnilenieath. I did." Mr. (Iravcs oliedlentiy "scooched." 1 Aftor a struggle he managed to slide ; under the tangle of branches und at length stood on his feet In tho road be¬ side the buggy. Graves fonnd his companion stand¬ ing nt the horse's hoad, holding the frlglitened animal by the bridle. The rain wus descending in a flood. "Well," gasped the agitated New Y'orker, "I'll \.c liaiige<J if this isn't"- "Ain't It? Bnt say, Mr, Graves, who did you say you was comin' to see?" "Oh, n [lei-son nnmed Ellsha Warren! Ho lives in this forsaken bole some¬ where, I believe. If I had Imown Postal Imtmm raqak* that sobsertptloM m paid yi omptly. A Mae pencil nark to this cL'«l« meaas yoar aak- scrlptloa ia dae, aai we wUJ tluuik yaa tmt a prompt aont It lost $."30, the was " he the Ab- "I—I'm not sure that I can get out" what nn ex|>orlence I must go through to roach him I'd have seen him at the devil." From the bulky figure at the horse's head came a chuckle. "Humph: Well. Mr. Graves, If the butt of that limb hnd fetched ua In¬ stead of t'other vnd 1 dou't know but you might have seen him thore. I'm Elisha Warren, and that's my house over yonder where the lights are." '"TTMIIS is yinii J_ .saiil MlsH "h's all right," said a calm voice behind him. as they moved, the storm st^-emod to gatlier I'opce. "It Is blowhig worse than ever, isn't It?" yelk'J t!io liorvou.s Graves. "Hey? No; Just aliout the sumo. It's dead sou'west, and we're getting out of the woods, that's al!, l"[» on those barn llllls wo catch, the full force of it right Off tha sound. ISe (liore pretty .soou I BOW If tills Old Iliuidred of a horso I would <in;t walk in' lu his feaeei) and I really move. Them light.s alie.id arj j Bonlh Deijboro." I Tho lightri v.-ere clustered nt iho fcx>tl I of a long aud rather steep hill. Iiowii ' tho do<jlivUy bonnced and i-ockc<l thi buggy. Till" horse's hoofs .sounded hol¬ low ou tiie III.inks of a bridge. Tlie rond uarrowcl and be<.-a:;io a vinuo'o I street, borih-rcil und an-licd by tall trce.-« I Which groaned nml thras'icl In thaliur- . rlcano. The rain, u,'* it beat in over tha ! boot, had, >--o th^ lawyer fancied, a salty taste. The «ip;aln tieut down. "Say, ni!-:- ; ter," h'! slMmtcd, "wbi'i-o was k you wanted to stop? \\Tio U it you're look- In' for?" "What?" , "1 say - rioavens to Detsy—how that wind docs screech! I say, wbere'bouls •hall 1 lan-l yon? This Is South Den¬ boro. Who.so house do you want to ga to?" CHAPTER II. The Will of Abijah. mr room, Mr. Graves." Abigail Haker. plac¬ ing the lighted lamp on tho bureau. ".\nd here's a pair of socks nnd some slippers. Thoy belong to Klisha—Caii'n Warren, that is—but he's got more. CoM wator nnd towels and soap are un the washstand over ,\on- der. but I guess you've had enough Cold water for one night. There's plenty hot in the bathroom at tlie end of the ball. Vou needn't hurry. Sup¬ per's wail oil an bour and a lialf as 'tis. 'Twon't hurt it to wait a sjiell longer." Sho went away, closing tlie door aft¬ er lur. The bewilderBd, wet nnd shiv¬ ering New Yorker stared about the i room, wliich. to his surprise, was warm nud cozy. IJadiators and a bathroom: These wore niodoru luxuries he would bave taken for grunted hnd Elisha Warren been lhe ,':ort of nmu ho ex- 1 pected to liild—the country ciagnalc. | the leading (Itlzon, fitting brother to j the late .\. liodgors Warren of I'iftti avenue ,'ind WnW street. ' But the Captain Warren who Ii.-id , driven hlui to South Denboro lu the i ralu was not that kind of man at uU. I His manner &:\<l bis laiigiui:;e Wire na I fur removed from thuso ut tho Into-A. Rodgera ns the l.rii's brownstonc j residence was i. :, rambliug I bouse, with Its i'.. , -- and narrow I hall.-?, Us untinu-ued pictures and hid- j eous, old fasliiiiiied wall paper; as tar I removed as Mi - 1 aker, whom thocap- j tnln had hi.ui-^.;:.-, introduced ns ''i.iy I second cousin kf-.'-plu' liouse for n.e," .'ulfled butler at the i avonuo. Corlninly - '¦¦.•<! Wns not tilled the New Y c.-k . Sylvester, Kuhn was fr.im the d mansion on I'.c this pa'-- ¦-' ' I to be I: I broker ^.:, : , . & Grumes' client. It conld not bo; it could uot. There : must be s^cjic mistake. In country I towns thera wero likely to bo several of 1 tlio Fiuno name. There must be another , Eliyha Warreu. 1 Meanwhile Miss Abigail iiad descemi- ' ed tho Ktah-s to the sitting room. J\e- foro a drifiwood flre In a big brick fire- I phipo sat Captain Warren in his shirt 1 Sleeves, a pair of mammoth oariiet sllp- ' pers on his feet nnd tho Kuld feot 8ti(?Hhed luxuriously out toward tlie bla/.e. "Abbie." obser\ od the car>tuin, "this U aolld comfort, rv-rv tyne 1 go nwav irom nome 1 get into trouiiie, Lust tri]) I to^ik to Tioston I and"— "Lost it!" uiterrnplci Miss Buker turtly. "If lendin' Tim Foster nrn't giv¬ in' it nway, thon I miss my guoss," "^V(¦I1," with unothor chuckle, "Tim don't feel tliat way. ITo sworo right up and down lhat ho wouNIn't tako n cent —as a gift. I offcrc'1 to iniike bim n presont ot ^Id, hut he Ic-kcil so shocked thnt I aiJoioiriKofl nfore ho could euy no." "Yes, and t!icn lent Ipiu that thirty. Shocked! Tho only thing that would shock tliat good-for-notliiu' Is liein' set to work. When you got buck a cojiper of that mouey I'll believe tlio millen¬ nium's striK-k. that'.s all." "Hum! Well, I'll help you beliovo It —tlmt is. If I have time, afore I drop dead of heart disease. What I slarted to say wns that every titne I go a.say from homo I get into troiiiile. Up lo Boston 'twas Tim nnd hi.s 'loan.' To¬ night it's alont us healthy a sou'wester - as I've over l>;'on out In. Dan fetched In the team, has he?" "Yos; it's in the stable. Ilo says tlw buggy dash is pretty well .scratched up nnd tbat it's a wonder you and that Graves man wa'n't killed. Who is he, anyhow?" "Land knows; I don't." "You don't knmv! Then what's he doln' hr>re?" "C'hangtn' his duds, I guess. That's whnt T'd do if I looked as muoh like a drowned rat ns ho did," "I.isha Wurren. If you nin't the- niost jirovokln' thing! Don't be so un¬ likely. You know what I meun. A\'1iat's he como here to this house for?" "Don't' know, .-Vbbie, I didn't know he wn.s comin' here till Just as we got down yonder by Emery's corner, I asked him who ho wus lookln' for; be suld 'Elisha Warren,' und then the tree cuved in on us. Oh, como right In, Mr. Graves. I hope you're drier now." Captain W'.-irren sprang from chair to greet his visitor, who standing lu tbe doorway. "Yes, come right In, Mr. Graves,' urged cordially. "Set down by fire nnd mnlio yourself comf'talile, bie'll have sonietliin' for us to eat in a JiiTy. I'ull up a chair." Tho lawyer came forward hesitat¬ ingly. "Thank you. cai'taln," be said. "But befnre I uc<opt more of your liospltali- I ty I feel I should be sure there Is no i mistake. I have come on important business, nnd"— "Hold on:" The cnptnin bold up a big hand. "Iion't you soy another word. There's Just one business thut interests mo this minute, and that's supper. Set right down here, Mr. Groves. I'll try to keop you supplied with solid cargo, and Abble'll tend to the mol.stenin'. Hope thut teuiiot is full up. .\bblo. Hot ten tastes good nfter you've swallowed us much cold rain as Mr. Graves and 1 have. • * * Father, we thank thee for these mer¬ cies set before us. .\men! • • How's your npiiotlte when it-comes to i-lam pie, Mr. (.Iravos?" Mr. Graves' apjietite was good, und the clam pie was good. So, too. were the hot biscuits and tbe tea and home made preserves and cake. At last, wiiou all tho biscuits but one were gone and the cake plate looked like the desert of Sahara, tbe captuhi pushed back his chair, rose nnd led thu way into the next room. Miss Buker remained to clear the table. "Set down liy the flre, Mr, Graves," urged till.' cuptaln. "Nothin' like burn- in" wood to louk hot nnd comf'iable. Is there? It don't always make you feel that wuy—that's why I put in hot wa¬ ter heat—but for looks and socluble- ness you can't beat a log tire. Smoke, do you?" "Yes. occasionally. But, Captain ^^'arron"— "Hero, try tbat. It's a cigar the jud.te gave me over to Ostable. He smoiies that kind reg'Iar, but if .vou dou't like it tlirow It away. Ho ain't here to see you do it, so .vou won't be fined for contempt of court. I'll stick to a pipe if you don't mind. Now ViC'to shiiisbape and all taut, I cal'late. Let's see. Yon wnnted to talk busi¬ ness, I believr " "Yes. I did. Iiut before I begin 1 should like to be sure you are the Elisha AVarren I camo from New York to lntor\icv. I aiu nn attorney. Have you—had you u brother In business in New York'.'" "Hey?" The captnin. turned and loolced Lis guesit (niuarely hi tiie eye. HI.S Prows drew together. "I've cot n brother .in Xew York," 'h8a:;s•.^ •- 1 '! iv.-'y, "fid ho send yoU here?¦ ' "Wu . . . -> Ilod- j gers Warr- ' -'A. Ko llis name ia ' Abljuh v.- :: nu mid- ' die name . i hough. Did I BUe seud you to me';" I "A nioment, captain. Was , your ! brother u broker?" "Yea. llis ollice te or usetl to be on Broad street. What"— "You huve uot heard from him for aomu time?" (Vo ta rct!MaM*d» Moorestown Tho <fOOtt Anniversary 01 thu Re¬ formation celebration will ba held on Sunday, September 30, 1' Mcorfjs- town. Kev. Howard R. Gold, at i'hiladelphia, will preach the 3' rmon. M
Object Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 42 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-09-21 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Month | 09 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1917 |
Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 42 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-09-21 |
Date Digitized | 2008-03-12 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Digital Specifications | Image was scanned by OCLC at the Preservation Service Center in Bethlehem, PA. Archival Image is an 8-bit greyscale tiff that was scanned from microfilm at 300 dpi. The original file size was 35516 kilobytes. |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Full Text |
The Nazaeeth Item.
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AN INDIPBNDENT FAMILY NBW8PAPBR, DKVOTBD TO LITERATURE, LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLUGENCE.
Vol. ZXVI.
NAZARETH, PA., FRIDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 21,1917
No ^40.
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Branch Office No. 18 Belvidere Street. Telephone Connections-
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LARGEST ENROLLMENT
Every year since 1897, the attendance at this school ex¬ ceeded that of the previoua one.
The enrollment this term is the largest in the history of the College. We believe this continuous growth is partly due to our superior courses of study, able teachers, and fair deal¬ ing; but we attribute no little part of our success to the won¬ derful opportunities ia Bethlehem awaiting our graduates, and the high salaries they are commanding.
Persons desiring to enroll are requested to do so NOW. Aak for complete catalogue.
SOUTH BETHLEHEA BUSIAESS COLLEGE
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ibaUner, and penonal attentten \ te all orders. Atecd. Telepbone.
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Month | 09 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1917 |
Sequence | 1 |
Page | 1 |
FileName | 19170921_001.tif |
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