The Cambria Daily Leader

At a meeting of chairmen and vice- chairmen of the Swansea Corporation i Committee8 on Tuesday afternoon Mr. H, j Macdonnell presiding, an application of the Corporation employes for 4s. advance in wages and 4s. war bonus was con- sidered. After an hour's deliberation in private, they decided to recommend the Council to grant 5s. war bonus to all employes receiv- ing under 8.2 12s. 6d. per week, except the clerica l staff and the police. Mr. Asquith presided over a meeting of the War Committee on Tuesday. Manchester has decided to postpone the holiday fixed for October 2 to October 9, owing to the danger of the earlier date tempting munition workers to prolong their holiday. Twelve years ago a jockey named Wm. Martin badly fractured his Bpine. His death, just reported to the Henley Guard- ians, is said to be partly due to the in- juries then received.

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John Fitzpatrick, who confessed at Liverpool to the Starchfield murder, was discharged to the workhouse as insane; his story did not agree with the facts. Five million yards of mosquito nets for the use of the troops in the East have been ordered from Nottingham and Somer- set lace manufacturers. Sentence of three months' hard labour was passed, at North London, on James Turner, a constable, for stealing a S5 note from an old lady who lived in the 6ame house at Homerton. There are 3,777 London insured persons receiving treatment for consumption in hospitals and sanatoria. Two tramcars collided in Hackney-road, and several passengers were taken to hos- pital for treatment. Viscount Grey, the Foreign Secretary, gave evidence before the Dardanelles Com- mission. A bus conductor suggested to the South- wark coroner that the police should only allow the publtc to cross streets at fixed iwints, where there would be red lamps.

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I Our Short Story. I II The Interveners. III BY F. E. BAILY. -—- When Mr. Conrad IMxfcon handed Miss Lucy Creed out of a taxi into the Res- taurant Magniiique, he had only twenty pounds in the wor ld, and she had only five, but they might have been the Prince and Princess of Bayswater in their own car. They had the manner of those born to the purple. Lucy's perfect frock clung about her as though it loved her, and in the dress clothes of Conrad, Conduit-street was jus- tified of its children. When a man and a girl dine out to- gether splendidly on the eve of a financial tragedy, the dinner is not dull. So it was only with the coffee .that Conrad be- came aware of a distinguished-looking elderly ma.n who watched them from a neighbouring table. lie was tall, grey-haired, and stately. One could see at a glance that his ances- tors had fought on the Royalist side, and said, Gentlemen of the Preach Guard, hre first 1 and were bucks of the Re- gency, and that his great-great-grand- latufr had been a hve-botcie man, and that his family had gone to the same tailor for generations. A waiter materialised at Conrad's side, bearing a car-el on a salver. He announced in what he fondly imagined to be English that the card's owner oegged to be allowed to present himself. It bora the legend; 11ne Earl of Battersea." I beg," remarked a distinguished voice at Conrad's elbow, that you will pot consider me the instrusive meddler 1. may appear. Conrad rose and bowed. That," he returned courteously, is impossible." i am come," pursued the Earl almost sepulchraily, to 'cast myself upon your" —at this point he bowed to each of them in turn-" your compassion. I am in sore t,ralte.; I leel you could help me if you would. Believe me," and his nostril quivered with emotion, one does not adopt these extreme measures lightly." May I introduce the Earl of Hatter- sea ? inquired Conrad of Lucy, with massive politeness, lie was very cross at the interruption. The Earl bowed courteously to Lucy. let me, he resumed, come to the reason for my intrusion. As you know, 1 possess a daughter, Lady Dulcinea Blois. It is of her I wish to speak. 1 need not ask you to treat the revelations which 1 shall make conhdentially." Lucy looked at the Earl with almost a mother's eyes. 1 think you may trust us," she breathed rather than said. My daughter is engaged, to Lord Rollo Angevin. lor six months they appeared to find the greatest happiness in one another's society, but recently there occurred a most regrettable estrange- ment. Unfortunately my daughter has no mother to guide her." Ah!" exclaimed Conrad, as if that ex- plained everything. Dulcinea," continued her father, "I can only imagine to annoy her betrothed, Lt jf .lie a follower of the disgusting cult of vegetarianism. She also adopted horrible garments, for the most part neutral in colour, on the plea of health, although she had never had a day's illness in her life. Imagine the scandal that resulted. Lord Rollo for a time bore these events with fortitude, pretending to laugh at them Finally, he informed me, to my horror, that he had decided to become a Vegetarian also. "*At present they are both at Battersea Park, my Oxfordshire seat, an eyesore to everyone, and objects of ridicule to the servants—old and well-trained, as these are. Yet at the moment I am powerless to act." He extended his hands in a gesture of dignified helplessness. My dear Lord Batersea," said Conrad, U we are sincerely touched. We feel our inability to be of assistance most acutely." The Earl took a deep draught of black coffee, noiselessly, with distinction, as be- comes a nobleman. Sir," he replied, there you do Mass acreed and yourself an injustice. You can help me, if you will. And I implore you to think carefully before declining. Re- member "-the noble voice vibrated with feeling—'r< remember the circumstances." Lucy kicked Conrad under the table. What do you want us to do ? Tie in- quired. The Earl spread out thin, agreeably kept hands. One must meet guile with guile, I suppose," he declared suavely. If Miss Creed and you would honour me with your company at Batterse.a Park, if Miss Creed would draw Lord Rollo from my daughter, and you would lure my daughter from Lord Rollo. the two young people ought to be yearning for one another within a W-pekt My dear Lord Battersea," said Conrad, frankly, nothing would give us greater pleasure, but we simply can't afford it." The Earl glanced eloquently at the re- mains of the feast. His eye roved over the frock of Lucy, the clothes of Conrad. His expression conveyed the request: "Tell me another! What 'he actually said was; I am exceedingly grieved to hear this." Conrad lit a cigarette carefully, produc- ing it from a gold case. I will tell you all about it, he began. Miss Creed has been trying unsuccess- fully to g*t a job on the stage. I am try- ing to be a journalist and can't. We are unable to support ourselves any longer. I am about to enlist in the Gold Hussars, and Miss Creed will become a governess Of a domestic servant. She refuses to marry me. So we are enjoying a farewell bust. I had twenty pounds at the begin, ning of the evening, and I may have ten at the end. You will see that for us to accept your very kind invitation is im- possible." U Creed ? breathed the Earl musingly, Creed ? Not by any chance one of the Creeds of Cairngochan? "Dear old Cai-rnsc.,ohan! exclaimed Lucy, with a meaning glance at Conrad. I remember so well staying with my grandmother as a little girl." And you," pursued Lord Battersea turning to Coqjrad, are perhaps one of the Rutlandshire Pixtons? Conrad grinned. Perhaps I am, but in the circum- stance-" Sir," asserted the Eari magnifioently, that is enough for me. Mr. Liens, the Minister for the Interior, requires a sec- retary at a salary of S600 a year. I have influence-the post is yours. Meanwhile, you must let me be your banker for the moment; it is a privilege to be of service to a Rutlandshire P1on. I The eyes of Lucy and Conrad met. She, turned to Lord Ba ttNsea with a that j made Conrad jealous. How perfectly delightful of yO\ Of course, we'll be only too glad to do any- thing—anything!" she exclaimed. r The Earl rose. I am due at Buckingham Palace at nine o'clock," he announced. If ycu would lunch with me at my place in Park- street to-morrow at 12.30, 1 will motor you down to Oxfordshire. My man shall see to your luggage." He took leave of them and withdrew. Even the alien waiters were impressed. Cunningly shaded lights shone over the ancestral dining room of Battersea Park-1 It was from that very chamber that good King Wenc-esla went forth on the feast of St. Stephen, and from its mullioned window the seventeenth Earl, grand-, father of the present holder of the title. had solemnly cursed the first railway train to run on the track visible six miles away. declaring that it would spoil scent, and ruin the hunting. Conrad and Lucy dined there with the Earl, his daughter, and Lord Rollo Angevin. The dinner served was of the best, but Lady Dulcinea and her fiance merely toyed with braised fil- berts a la Bordelaise and macerated nectrines. Afterwards in the mauve dining room Lucy sang, while Lord Rollo turned over the music for her with musicianly sym- pathy. She s&ng Violets," the most vegetarian ballad she could think of, fol- lowing it with The Last Rose of Sum- mer." I I suppose," she said to Lord Rollo finally, with a maternal glance, you aren't very strong. Those funny clothes, I mean-" she pointed to his hygienic dress suit—" and the special diet. I always feel so sorry for invalids." Lord Rollo snorted. Tell you the truth," he blurted out, a I'm simply pinin' for a steak and some decent togs again." Lucy 6miled.. and her head dropped. The line of her throat represented one of her greatest assets. She began ta speak to Lord Rollo in low, urgent tones. Are you genuinely fond of Lady Dul- cinea, and very fed up with this vege- tarian nonsense ? she asked. Pretty gone on Dulcinea, but I can't stand this new freak lately. I pretended to please her, and I hoped she'd get 6ick of it, but she won't." You must elope with me," declared Lucy firmly. No, hush I-it will only be make-believe. Conrad and 1 have come down to help you." Jolly decent of you, I'm sure," ex- claimed the gratified nobleman. I'll speak to the Earl on my way up ito bed. I've got the whole plan worked out. Now listen." Amd between the internals off song she explained the procedure. Far off, at the opposite end of the mauve drawing room, Conrad, sitting upright in his chair, held an improving conversa- tion with Lady Dulcinea. In his study the Earl of Battersea wrote another chapter of his monumental work: Some Experiences of M.F.H. in the Crossing of the British Field Spaniel with the Rumelian Schweinhund," and chuckled. Later, Conrad kissed Lucy with that quiet affection which so appeals to the average girl, on his way to bed. • # # m The next morning, quite early, about 7.30 a.m., to be exact, a merry purr pro- ceeded from the Earl's garage, as the 30 h.p. Daimler, with two-seater body, throbbed gently to the music of her en- gine. No one stirred save Lord Rollo, draped from head to foot in a dust-col- oured rainproof. Presently, with a pitter-patter of little brown-booted feet, Lucy strolled up, similarly rainproofed, and wearing a dainty leather hat. She flung a small luncheon basket into the car, and nodded good morning. Tha?s breakfast," she announced. Remember, we couldn't have it in the house, because the servants would know. The Earl himself packed it last night, burglariously entering his butler's do- main to do so. Have you left the letter addressed to Lady Dulcinea on your dressing table?" Lord Rollo nodded. H Hope everythingTl come off all right! he prayed anxiously. a Pooh! Of course it will. Let's be moving before anyone comes. You're not a very feverish abductor, are you ? They got into the car, and he steered her out of the drive into the road, turn- ing her bonnet south. The morning air revived him, and soon Lucy had him in the best of spirits. After three-quarter's of an hour they drew near to the town of Oxford, and paused just north of Wood- stock to breakfast happily by the road. side. We have nothing to do, and all day to do it in," reflected the abducted lady in satisfied tones, a slab of game pie on its way to her mouth. Have you any plans, daring abductor of 'young wo- men p" H'm," replied Lord Rollo thought- fully. Lunch at Henley, I think, and then work round in a circle to the right through Reading and Wallingford, have tea in Oxford, and so home to dinner. Climb up, pretty lady, and we will on." And the abduction proceeded. Meanwhile affairs progressed at Batter- sea Park. The Earl awoke to find one of his best cars gone, and two of his guests missing. A servant brought to Lady Dul- cinea at breakfast, in the midst of a sum. ming up unfavourable to the absent ones, a letter discovered on Lord Rollo's dress- ing table. Perhaps he has an explanation, she said almost hopefully to Conrad, who showed a mournful face opposite her. He shook his head. Fatal mistake trying to explain. Al- ways liable to be misunderstood," he de- clared, watching her closely as she read. A faint pallor overspread her features. He says," she exclaimed, a little breathless, he can't stand my fads, and he's eloped with Miss Creed. My dear Mr. Pixton, I can hardly believe it! Conrad pointed a disillusioned hand down the table. Empty ceatis-miite witnesses! he said heavily. Your father tells me the 30 horse Daimler has gone. Excuse my natural emotion; Lucy and I I understand," broke in Lady Dulci- nea dully. The Earl entered. His face appeared lined and drawn, and he was even more correctly garbed than usual. This is sad news, Mr. Pixton," he began. Naturally, I am much upset. Of course, you are not in the least to blame. I doubt the wisdom of Lord Rollo's and Miss Creed's action, but on one thing I am determined—there must be no public scandal. I am on my way now to consult my lawyer. I have seldom felt so moved since the pheasant shooting failed in 1877." He passed out in his stately fashion. It was then that Lady Dulcinea dis- played a human touch for the first time in many weeks. Mr. Pixton," she exclaimed, almost tearfully, We are both of us in a be- reaved condition. You are a man of the world. Advise me—what am I to do? His considering eyes rested on her changed countenance. Are you wise to consult me. Lady Dul- cinea? I am also bereft, as you observed. Perhaps I have never told you that Lucy and I He gazed out of the window. Yes, yes," retorted Lady Dulcinea, a Ktffie crossly, but you are a man. She -was only one among many. I am a wo- man, and we do things one at a time. What do you suggest? The wounded bird manner fell from Conrad instantly. His tones became per- ceptibly brisk. You must drop all this patent food, aafcurol wool farco. A mail wants a YO- J man because ne lrnows everS other man wants her, too, not because ahe weara flannel next her skin. You huve frigid tened poor Angevin away-and, ah! tA what cost to me. Never mind! Exchange is no robbery. Have you a decent frock left ? I believe I have somewhere. Victor ine cries over them occasionally." Put on the best and brightest, cuit the hair, and gladden the eye. Bring the roses of youth back to that pale face. Get them naturally, if you can, but better out of a bottle than not at-all." Conrad rose to his feet; she stared at him with bulging eyes. My dear La y Dulcinea, be a pretty woman again. Come up to town with me and select the most ravishing clothes money can buy. Lunch with me at the Savoy, and spend the afternoon at Rane- lagh, or anywhere else charming. Sparkle, sparkle, little thing! She stood awe-struck. Then hurrying to the door, she paused. I'll do it, she exclaimed, with a touch of Conrad's exaltation. Goodness knows they aren't married yet, and may never be. If they are, I'll grin at them, and if they aren't, I'll make him jealous, jealous, jealous! Wait half an hour." And she was gone. Left alone, Conrad smoked a cigarette ir the hall with exquisite relish. It will be a glorious day," he told himself. I hope Lucy is having as good a time! Ah, these little hearts on the re- bound! How they flutter against the first available shoulder! How nice to be the shoulder! He signed luxuriously. No one could havo recognised the tall, handsome girl, clad from hat to shoe in two shades of old rose, who floated down the staircase to Conrad as the Lady Dul- cinea of the night before. Boker, the old butler, born during the siege of Luck- now, shed a tear of happiness as she pa.ssed: Conrad forgot all about Lucy. He swam in a sea of pleasantries and flirtation all day long; the lunch, the shopping, the afternoon-all were perfect. The shades of night fell softly as they re-en- tered the hall of the Earl's ancestral home. Garbed in conventional evening dress, Lucy and Rollo sat on opposite sides of it. The atmosphere appeared likely to be charged with electricity. Lady Dulcinea approached the great fireplace with that naive slouchxwhich is the product of heraldic ancestry and the hobble skirt combined. She posed grace- fully with one foot on the lender, and glanced back under her eyelids at his lordship. H Hullo, Rollo! any sport » she drawled. Lord Rollo crouched in his thair -with- out replying. Lucy rose and flung out appealing arms, one foot advanced, and her h-.ad thrown back, according to Sandow's both exer- cise. Lady Dulcinea," she exclaimed in tragic contralto, I have a confession to make. I lured Lord Rollo away. A 1.¡ i, vias mad-mad! Her voice broke. And now I am humiliated, and you will pity me, because you need not be an- gry. His love for you conquered every- thing. He We .we arq back." Her head dropped, and she took stumbling step forward. Well, Rollo? said Lady Dulcinea. t Her eyes were half closed. She drawled the words in a slow, seductive purr. Her head leant back a little. One could see her throat was very beautiful. Suddenly Lord Rollo became aware that Lucy and Conrad were not there. He made two strides to Lady Dulcinea, and literally snatched her to him. u So you love me after all?" she gasped presently between his kisses. The Earl of Battersea conveyed to Lucy and Conrad his stately thanks. Their married life has been idyllic, owing to the generous salary paid to Conrad by the providential Mr. Lions. Twice a year they assist at Lady Angevin's At Homea, The End.

» V iWELSH PRODUCE, R. B. Jones, Ltd., the Largest Provin- cial Caterers, beg to announce that on Friday, September 29th, they will open at the Carlton, Oxfordrstrwt, a High- claes Welsh Produce Store. Pock diahes of all descriptions, Pressed Beef, Home- cured Hams, Ducks, Chickens, etc., ete. Special Line for Opening Week- Chickens, Cooked or Uncooked, 3a. each. All other Goods at equally Low Prices. Under the Personal Management of Mr. Ibm Williams, the well-known Swansea Butcher. Chef, Mr. Charles How, from the Carlton, Cardiff. ■ I

WOMAN DIES FROM BURNS. Blowing Up Fire With a Newspaper The death of Mary Ann Davies, of 25, Brynmelinistreet, aged 65, from burns. was investigated by the Borough Cuconer at Swansea on Tuesday. Thomas Davies, deceased's husband, said his wife suffered from rheumatism, and at the time of the occurrence was doing somq cooking. Lizzie Harris, who lives with deceased, said that she heard cries of help, and found deceased in flames on a landing. Mary Sullivan, a neighbour, said that last Friday week, in response to the alarm made by the preceding witness, she rushed to deceased's aid, and took steps to ex. tinguish the fire. Deceased stated: "I was frying some food for my husband, when my apron caught fire." Witness said deceased was extensively burned. Annie Williams, the nine-year-old grandchild of deceased, said her grand. mother was using a newspaper "blower" to draw the fire. The next thing witness raw was her grandmother trying to put out the fire in her clothing. Dr. Thomas said the deceased was ad. mitted to the Swansea Hospital last Fri- day week with extensive burns on the body and limbs. She died on Tuesday i morning from toxemia, due to septic ab- sorption, due to burns. The Coroner advised the jury to return a. verdict of accidental death in accordance with the medical testimony, which was done. Sympathy with the relatives of deceased lady was expres6ed by the jury.

FLAG DAY FOR THE CHILDREN. Swansea is to have another Flag Day (or days—Sept. 29 and 30), and this time for the children. For years the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty Children has carried on a great and prac- tical campaign in this area for the pro- tection of the little ones. There is no greater humanising agency in the country to-day, and one has only to see and learn something of the cases with which it deals to welcome an opportunity of giving prac- tical support. It has been felt that a Wag Day would immediately assist in strengthening the financial position of the branch and bring home to the people the important part the society is playing in its great work on behalf of ill-treated and neglected chil- dren. During the last 32 years orer 2l millions of children have been protected from wrongs, hundreds of thousands of homes have been transformed, and the whole standard of the value of child life has been raised because of the -wiewf; splendid propaganda and wisely-directed activities.

Those who have already received in- creases in wages since the war began will be specially considered in relation £ > the new bonus. A Rochester lad of 14, giving the name of Ceesar Caemens, was charged with giving false information to a military, officer. He had stated that he was a Ger- man, and that his father, a. soldifr in the German army, had sent him to England to obtain certain information. He now declared his story to be false, and was l'e- manded for inquiries. Nile floods are threatened in several dis- tricts of Lower Egypt.—Reuter. German newspapers are again protest- ing against the severity of the censorship. -Reuter. Printed and Published for the Swansea [Preas, Limited, by ARTHUR PAENEL1 HIGH AM. ?t Leader BuiMin?a. 6wa.œ