THE MOHAVE COUNTY MINER AND OUR MINERAL WEALTH, SATURDAY, AUGUST 10, 1918
PAGE FIVE
JL RED CROSS
T NOTES
PARIS Constant bombing of hos
pitals at U has compelled the
American Red Cross to secure a cha
teau iix miles from town so that
nurses can et enough sleep, according
to a report just received at headquar
ters. Loss of sleep, the report indi
cates, has Leen one of the most seri
ous results of these air raids as far
as the nursing force is concerned. The
nurses have refused to allow the at
tacks to affect their morale and some
of them are mentioned as having con
tinued to administer ether calmly and
undisturbed throughout one of the
most persistent of the night raids.
The Chateau, which is used also as a
dormitory by tho Smith College unit,
is far enough out to be fairly immune
from bombing. The inspectors state
that it is a godsend to the over
wrought and tired nurses who when
not on duty can rest here undisturbed.
PALERMO, Italy. It is the aim of
all the ouvoirs, or sewing rooms of
the American Red Cross throughout
Italy io -:ut the patterns of the gar
ments made with as little waste as
possible, but it is the boast of the ouv-
roir at I'alerma that after their ex
pert cutter has finished with a bolt
of cloth, there is hardly a scrap an
inch square left. Three or four girls,
daughters of soldiers at the front, are
employed at the ouvroir stuffing rag
dolls with the threads and edges care
fully gathered in the cutting room
These little girls then make a dress
for each dell and when there is a suf
ficient number they are given to the
babies at tho creche, or nursery, and
to the sick children at the pavilion,
who are receiving medical attention.
Dr. William P. Lucas, who has just
leturned to France to resume charge
of the infant welfare work of the
American Red Cress?, has in France a
staff of seventy ccetors, two hundred
trained nurses, ai.d many aids and so
cial workers about 700 in all.
Letters frcm American prisoners of
war fhow that most of them depend
exclusively on the food furnished them
by the" War and Navy Departments
through the American Red Cross at
Berne, Switzerland. The American
prisoners turn over to the prisoners of
other nations, not so well provided for,
the rations furnished by the prison
camps.
"THE FIGHTING TRAIL'
Episode 2 "The Story of Ybarra."
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(Continued from the last issue
"Our Mineral Wealth"
"The Fighting Trail" willl be shown
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evening the" second of the series will be
shown Wedneseday, August 14.
Von Bleck walked hurriedly back
to his office, donned his hat and coat,
and strode out, leaving the others in
the inner office, conferring. That
could mean nothing until they heard
from their superior.
Ten minutes later, Von Bleck was
walking into the building in which
was located the office of John Gwyn.
He had, mapped carefully out in his
mind, a proposition with which he in
tended to startle the young engineer.
It was a proposition which would
make Gwyn independently wealthy for
the remainder of his life and all that
would be necessary for him to do
would be to cancel the cinnabar con
tract. N
As he passed through the revolv
ing doors and walked toward the ele
vators, a crowd was surging toward
the street. One of these , a young
stalwartly built man, who carried a
suit case, fairly rubbed amis with the
agent of the Central Powers. It was
John Gwyn! Neither took particular
notice of the other, they having never
previously met. Gwyn went through
the door to the street, and Von Bleck
entered the elevator, to be driven up
ward to the former's office.
"Is Mr. Gwyn in?" he inquired of
the secretary, as ho entered.
"I'm sorry, sir," was the reply, "but
Mr. Gwyn just left a few minutes ago
for an indefinite stay in the West. He
was just in to clear up a few matters
and left with 'his suit case. Is it
something important; Perhaps I could
help you. He has left me in charge,
and"
"It is important," Von Bleck bioke
in, "and I can see no one but Mr.
Gwyn himself. When does his train
leave??"
"He goes on the Limited to-night,"
was the reply.
Von Bleck was about to leave the
office, when his eye caught sight of
a picture hanging on the wall in the
outer office. He walked over and cas
ually scrutinized it. In the fore
ground was a young man, pipe in
mouth, roughly clad in mining attire.
Behind him was a stretch of typical
mining country.
"Is that your employer?" he, ques-
toned.
"That is Mr. Gwyn," the secretary
answered.
Von Bleck took another careful
look at the picture, and, thanking the
young man, left the office.
Again in the street he sought the
nearest telephone booth and called
the office.
"Gwyn leaves for the West to
night on the Limited" he told his con
freres over the wire. "I shall beron
the same train. I shall keep in touch
with you while I am gone, and, in
the meantime, you attend to any
other matters that may come up dur
ing my absence. As soon as I am able
I shall wire you my address. I may
need that five million before I get
back." ,
The Limited was rattling over the
rails toward the West with a speed
that was astounding. Outside it was
already dark and the lights along the
roadbed shot by so fast that they re
sembled sparks flying up a hearth
chimney from blazing logs below. In
the smoking compartment at the end
of the car, John Gwyn sat, perusing
some papers. The portieres parted
and Von Bleck entered. He drew a
cigar from his pocket and asked
for a match. The latter silently ac
comodated him.
"Pretty long and lonesome trip,"
the Central Powers' agent commented.
Gwyn nodded. He was apparently in
no mood for striking up acquaintan
ces. But Von Bleck persisted.
"I'm going out to Frisco," he said.
"Maybe you're bound for there, too.
My name's Von Bleck: it's nice to
know some one on the train."
"My name is Gwyn," the young en
gineer responded, glancing up from
his paper and fearing that he might
appear impolite by avoiding conversa
tion. "I'm not going to Frisco, though.
I'm on my way to a place called Lost
Mine, in the wilds of the Sierras.
Barstow is my getting-off point."
Late that night, when the sleeper
was black with darkness, except for
the fleeting rays of lights along the
track that shone but for the briefest
fraction of a second as they passed
tho ends of the car, a shadowy figure,
clad only in a dressing gown, quietly
andn cautiously emerged from one of
the berths. It moved rapidly along
until it was outside of Gwyn's com
partment; then bent over and peered
in. A little pocket flash light sud
denly illuminated the car and reveal
ed had any one been awake to see it,
the dark features of Von Bleck. He
covered the end of the light with his
hand to dim its rays, and put it be
tween the curtains. Gwyn was sleep
ing soundly. Von Bleck watched him
for a moment to see that he was not
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aroused by the light, and then, satis
fied on that score, reached across his
body to a half-opened suit case rest
ing in a rack near the window. Slow
ly and carefully so as not to awaken
its sleeping owner, he lifted the suit
case from the rack and hurried back
tq his own berth.
For a quarter of an hour. Von
Bleck, in the seclusion of his sleeping
compartment, studied the contents of
Gwyn's bag. A small packet of let
ters, which had been tucked carefully
a the bottom,- held his attention the
longest. For the most part there
were of a personal nature and con
tained nothing of interest to him, but
fnally one caught hs eye. It was
postmarked "Lost Mine," and was1 ad
dressed in a flourishing Spanish hand.
He opened it and read.
"Dear Mr. Gwyn: Am shipping your
last order tomorrow. You need have
no fear of the supply becoming ex
hausted for some time to come. When
am I to be honored by a visit from
you? I trust before long.
Faithfully yours
CARLOS YBARRA"
Von Bleck smiled with -triumph as
he read thej letter. It was the same
smile that had played about his lips
when he had met with hM, associates
earlier in the day. He folded the pa
per noiselessly and replaced it in the
envelope. Then, as if realizing the
length of time which he had kept
Gwyn's suitcase, he put the packet of
letters back into the bottom of the
bag and stole cautiously down the
aisle to Gwyn's berth. A glance as
sured him that its absence had not
been noticed. The young engineer
was still sleeping heavily. He had
been thoroughly tired by the stren
uous events of the previous day and
his hasty departure. It required a
moment for Von Bleck to lay the suit
case back on the rack near the win
dow, where he had found it, and to
huurry back to his own berth.
Gwyn arose early the following
morning, dressed", and used several
articles from his bag. He did not no
tice that it had been tampered with.
In the wash room he met Von Bleck,
who was attending to his toilet, and
nodded to him. The latter returned
the salutation and watched keenly
from the comers of his eyes to see if
uwyn bhould appear the least bit
suspicious that his belongings had
ransacked. He was greatly relieved
to learn that he was not.
Early on the fourth day after leav
ing New York, the Limited drew into
the little Western town of Barstow, at
the foot of the great range of Sierra
Mountains. John Gwyn, his bag
packed and his wraps on, was ready
to alight and start on his important
mission. As soon as the train came
to a stop, the young mining engineer
jumped lightly to the platform and
proceeded to the local hotel, which
was located a short distance from
the depot. As the Limited chugged
again, starting on the last lap of its
journey to the1 West, Von Bleck, who
had been alertly watching from his
seat for Gwyn to depart, jumped from
his seat. He darted to the door.
suit case in hand, and whispered into
the porter's ear slipping a crisp bill
into his hand at the same time. The
colored worthy grinned knowingly,
and nodded. With a jerk he threw
open the vestibule door on the side
opposite the station. Von Bleck
stepped down, grasped the handrail
of the car, and swung out. The train
was moving rapidly now, and the jump
was perilous. The car was quite a
distance past the station. Von Bleck
took one glance at the ground flying
by under the train, sprang into the
air, and went sprawling to earth.
Don Carlos Ybarra trudged up the
last few steps to the summit of the
mountain beneath the burden of two
heavy wooden cases which he bore
upon his shoulders. They were a
heavy load for one so old as the rug
ged Spaniard but he was strenuous
and energetic, and his muscles were
hardened by years of rustic living
in the West. His gray hairs were no
symbol of feebleness. Don Carlos
was a man, and sturdy, and would be
until the end. As he reached a clump
of bushes beside the footpath on
which he was walking, he paused to
look suspiciously about for a second,
and then parted the shrubbery, re
vealing the entrance to a spacious
cave. He tore his way through the
bushes, allowing them to close be
hind him, deposited the two cases
among many more that were hidden
in the daik corner of the cavern and
came out again. Once more he looked
carefully about him, as if to satisfy
himself that no one had been observ
ing his actions, and then started to
walk toward a little hacienda several
hundred yards away, which served as
his mountain dwelling. Precisely at
the moment that he turned his back,
two glaring eyes, filled wth hate, ap
peared from behind the undergrowth,
but a few yards from the cave's en
trance. It was "Shoestring" Drant,
a human coyote, ever stalking Don
Carlos.
The third episode of "The Fight
ing Trail" will appear in the next
issue of "The Miner."
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are notified that it is necessary to
file Notice of Intention to Hold for
1918 the same as 1917. They are re
quested to file said notice as early
as convenient to avoid the rush, at
the end of the year. This notice
must be filed before January 1, ,1919.
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plication at this office.
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