I J 16 THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUNDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 29, 1907. , , IP LANGFORD OF THE THREE BARS 'I I " By KATE and VIROIE D. BOYLE3, 1 Copyright A. O. McOlnrg & Co., 1007. I CHAPTER XI. "You Arc tho Boss." She hold out her left hand with a end little smile. "It is goad of you to come so soon," alio said, simplj'. She had bogced so earnestly to sit up that Mrs. "White had improvised an in valid's chair out of a huge old rocker and a cracker boy. It did very well. Then she had partially clothed the pirl in a skimpy wrapper of Iho sort Lang ford abominated, throwing man's silk handkerchief where tho wrapper g failed to meet, and around the. in- l jurod arm. Mrs. White had then ro- If called her husband from tho stablos, whoro ho waa ou the point of mounting , j to ioin tho relief party that wns to set j, , t, off in scarcli of Williston at 10 o'clock. 2 f! .The starting point unanimously ajrrced i! upon was to be the pitiful remnants of .' !fc . williston 's homo. Men shook their ?' Loads dubiously whenever tho question V i !" of a possible leading trail was j i ) "broached. The soil was hard and dry "! . m from an almost rainless July and K August. The fugitives might strike r i IS , across country anywhere with meager v; tt changes of their trail being traced by V ?il ft1- ?;l 2drs. White and her husband, kindly IF bouIs both, lifted the girl as gently as I Is j , might bo from tho bed to the rudely Jjftf' constructed invalid's chair by the sit- 1 W&C ting-room window. Then they had i'jffeV left her the woman to putter around f J. her kitchen, the man to make good his ;v appointment. But tho exertion had J V been too much for Mary. She had 4.. counted on strength that she did not- . possess. Where Tiad she lost it all? I, w she wondered, lacking comprehension of 5 her exceeding weakness. To be sure, w s lior arm alternately ached and smarted, I . ( but one's arm was really such a ft' I Email part of one, and she had been so Ijj strong alwa3's. She .tried to shake oft" W the faiutuess creeping over her. Tt was V F effort thrown away. She lay back on fl I Lcr pillow, very white and worn, her w l pretty hair tangled and loosened from W t its coils. m fj j Paul came. ITo was dusty and travel- fjK j stained. He had been almost con- T tinuously in his saddl.c since near mid- j night o'f tho night before. lie was Ijfiy here, big, strong, and worthy. Mary mm did not cry. but she remembered how lit 6ho had wanted to a few hours ago, and 12 i buo wondered that she could not now. DIm Strangely- enough, it was Paul who ML wanted to cry now but ho didn't. He onlv swallowed hard aud held her poor MB hand with all geutlencss, afraid to let ICO lest nc also lot go nis mastery over the insurmountable lump in his throat ; "T tried to como sooner," ho said, huskilv. at last, releasing her hand and standing before her. "But J Jvc been riding all over for men, you know and J. had a talk with Gordon, too. Tt took time. He is coming out to see you this afternoon. Ho is coming with Doc. Don't you think you had better go back to bed now? You are so so white. Let mc carry you back to bed before T. go. ' ' "Arc you going, too?" asked Mary, looking at him with wide eyes of grati ' Surely." ho responded quickly. "Did vou think I wouldn't?" 'I T didn't know. I thought there were a lot going there would be enough without vou. But I am glad. If you go. it will be all right. You'll find him if any .one can." "Won't you Jet me carry you back to bed till Doc comes?" said Langford, "brokenly. "1 could not bear it in bed," she said, clearly, nor brown cyos were be ginning to shino with fever, and red spots had broken out in her pale cheeks. tlJ you make me go, I shall die. I hear it all the time when 1 am lying down galloping, galloping, galloping. They never 3top. They always begin all over again." " "What galloping, little girl?" asked Langford, soothingly, lie saw she was becoming delirious. If Doc and Dick would only como before he had to go. But they 'were not coming until after dinner. Ho gazed down the dust' road. Thoy would wait for him, tho others. Ho "was their leader by tho natural born right of push and energy, as well as by his having been the sole par ticipant, with his own cowboys, in the last night's'tragcdj. But would he do well to keep them waiting? They had already delayed too long. And yet how could ho leave Williston 's little girl like this oven to find Williston? ;'Thcy arc carrying my father away," elio said, with startling dis tinctness. "Don't you hear them? If vou would listen, j'ou could hear them. Do listen! Thoy are getting faint now you can hardly hear them. They aro fainter fainter f aint cr ' ' She had raised her head. There was en alert look on her face. She leaned 'slightly toward .he window. "Good GodI A man can't stand everything!" cried Langford, hoarsely. He tore the knotted handkerchief from his throat. It was lis if ho was choking. Then he put his cool, strong hand to her burning forehead and gently smoothed back tho rough hair. Grad ually tho fised look of an indescrib able horror passed awa3' from her face. The strained, hard eyes softened, rccamo dewy. She looked at hira, a clinging helplessness in her eyes, but sweet and sane. "Don'fc you worry, child," he said, comfortingly, "Thoy can't help find ing him. Twenty men with the Sheriff start on the trail. Thoro'll be fifty before night, They can't help finding bim. I'm going to stay right , hero with j'ou till Doc comes. I'll catch up with them beforo thc3''ve gone far. I'll send word to the boys not to wait. Must be somebod3r around tho house, I reckon, besides the old lad3'. " He started cheerily for the door. JJMr. Langford! ' "Please come back," lie came quickh' to her. "What is it?" "Mr. Langford, will you gTant mo a "Certainly. Miss Mary. Anything in this world that I can do for 3'ou, I will do. You. know that, don't you?" "I am all right now. I don't think I Khali get crazy again if .you will let me sit here by this window and look out. Jf I can watch for him, it will give me something to do. You see, I could be watching all tho time for tho party to come back over that; little rise ' up tho road. I want you to promiso me," she went on, steadily, "that I 1 mavs'it here and wait for 3'ou to como "God knows 3'ou nia3', little girl, anywa- till Doc comes." 'You aro wiser than Doc," pursued ' the girl. "He is a good follow, but ; foolish, 3'ou know, sometimes. lie might not understand. He might like to use authority over mc because I am his patient when he did not understand, j Proniyjo that I ma3' sit up till you como 1 "f do promise, little girl. Tell him I I said so. Toll him " I "I will tell him you are the Boss." sho said, with a pitiful little attempt at a jest, and smiling wanly. "Ho will mind tho Boss." t Langford was in agon3. Perspira tion was springing out on his forehend, though August wan wearing away peacefully in soft coolness, with drift ing depths of whito cloud as a loung-ing-robc a bloBsod reprieve from tho blazing sun of the long woeks which had gone beforo. "And then I want you to promise mo," went on Mar quietly, "that you will not think .1113' moro of Blaying be hind. I could not bear that. I trust you to go- You will, won't you?" "Yos, I will go. I will do any thing 3'ou say. And I want 3011 to bo licvo that ovorythiug will bo all right. They would not daro to kill him now, knowing that we aro after them. If wo arc not back tonight, 3'ou will not wony, will vou? They had so much tho start of us.r' "I will try not to worry." "Well, good-byo. Bo a good girl, won t 3'ou V ' "I will 'try," sho answered wearily. With a last look into tho bravo, sweet face, and smothering a mad, un-cowman-like dcetre to stay and comfort this dear little woman whilo others rode away in stirring quest, Langford strodo from tho sickroom into tho kitchen. "Don't lot her bo alone any more than vou can help, Mother White," ho said, brusquely, "and don't worry her about going to bed." "Have a bite afore you start, Mr. Langford, do," urged the good woman, hospitably. "You're that worn out 3'ou're whito around the rills. I'll bet vou haven't had ar3' bite 0' break fast." "I had forgotten but you arc right. No, thank vou. I'll not atop for no thing now. r,T'll havo to ride like king dom come. I 'in late. Be good to her. Mother White," this last over his shoulder as he sprang to his mouut from tho kitchen stoop. The long day woro along. Mother Wliito was baking. Tho men would bo ravonous when they came back. Many would stop thore for something to eat. Tt might bo tonight, it might bo tomorrow, it might not be until the da3' after, but whenever tho timo did come, knowing the men of tho range country, sho must have something "bjr her." Tho pleasant fragrance of new bread just from tho oven, mixed with the faint, spicy odor of cinnamon rolls, floated into tho cheerless sitting-room. Mary, icl I3- watching Mother Whito through tho open door as sho bustled checked gingham apron, longed with a childish intensity to bo out where there were human warmth and companion ship. Tt was such a wear3' gtrugglo to keep cobwebs out of her head in that loneb-, carpqtlcss sitting-room, and to keep the pipe that reared itself above the squat stovo, from changing into a cottonwood tree. Some calamity seemed to hover over her all the time. She was about to grasp the terrible truth she knew she must look around. Now somo one was creeping toward her from under the bed. Unless she stared it out of countenance, something awful would surcl3' come to pas3. Mother White came to the door from time to timo to ask her how she was, with llour3- hands, and stovo smutch on her plump cheek. Sho never failed to break the evil spell. But Mnr- was Weak, and Mrs. White, on one of her periodical pauses at the door, found hor sobbiug in pitiful self-abandonment, She went to her quickl3-, her faco full of concern. "My dear, my denr" she cried anxiously, "what is it? Tell me. Mr Langford will never forgivo me. T didn't mean to neglect. 'ou, child. It's ouh- that I'm plumb a-foot for time. Tell mo what ails you. that's a dearie." Mary laid her head on the motherly shoulder and cried quictlj for a while. Then sho looked up with the faintest ghost of a smile. "I'm ashamed to tell you, Mother White," sho half whispered. "Jt is only that I was afraid j'ou hadn't put enough cinnamon in tho rolls. I like cinnamon rolls." "Lord love the child I" gasped Mrs. White, but without tho least inclina tion to laugh. "Why, I lit'rall' buried 'cm iu cinnamon. I couldn't afford not to. Jf I do say it who shouldn't, my rolls is protty'wcll known in Komali county. The boys wouldn't stand for no cconomiziu' in spice. No, sirrce " Sho hastened wondcringly back to her kitchen, onty to return with a heaped-up plate of sweet-smelling rolls. "Horo they are, honej', anu they won't hurt you a mite. 1 can't think what keeps that fool Doc." Sho was getting worried.. It was nearlv 4 o'clocK, and ho was not even in sight. Now that she had them, Mar3 did not want the rolls. She felt the3r would choke her. She waited until her kindlj neighbor had trotted back to her house hold cares, and pushed the plate nwa3 She turned to hor window with au ex aggerated feeling of relief. It was hard to watch for some one to top that littlo rise out 3'ondor and yot for no one ever to do it. But there was compensa tions. It is reall3' bettor sometimes not to see things than to sec some things. And it was easier to koop hor head clear when she was watching tho road. A younger White, an over-grown lad of twelve, came in from far afield. Ho carried a Bhot-gun in ono hand and a gmnvsack thrown ovor his shoulder. 0 slouched up and deposited tho con tents of the bag in front of Mary's window with a bashful, but sociablo grin. Mary nodded approvingly, and the boy was soon absorbed in dressing the fowls. What a feast there would be that night if the men got back! At last camo the doctor and Gordon, driving up in the doctor's top-bugg', woathor-stained, mud-bedaubed with the mud of last spring, of many springs. The doctor waB a badl'-dressod, plcasant-c3;cd man, past middle ago, with a fringe of gray whiskers, lie was a sort of nourneyronn doctor, and ho had drifted hither ono day two sum mers ago from tho Lake Andes country in this sclf-Bame travel-worn convey ance, with its same bony sorrel. lie had found good picking, ho had often jovially remarked since, chowing so renely mvay on a brand of vile plug tho while, ne had elected to remain. He was part and parcel of the cutilo country now.. Ho was an established condition, Peoplo had learned to ac cept him as ho was and be grateful. Haste was a mental and plysical im-possibilitj- to him. Ho took" his own time. All must perforce acquiesce. But as ho took Mar-'s wrist be twoen well-shaped .fingers disfigured with long, black nails, he had not been able as yet to readjust himsolf to old conditions after last night's grewKomo experience. He was still walking in a maze. He occasionally even forgot the automatic movement of his' jaws. Ah, littlo doctor, something untoward must havo happened to cause 3ou to forget that! What that something was ho was thinking about now, and that was what made his blue e3'cs twinkle so merrilv. .1 Last night was it onh' last night? oh, way way in tho nigh't, when ghosts and goolins Btalkcd abroad and all good pooplo woro safob' housed and deoply asleep, there had come a goblin to his door in tho hotel, and cried for ad mittance with devilish persistence and woalth of language. When ho, tho doc tor, had desired information as to tho needs of liiB untimely visitant, tho shoulders of somo prehistoric giant had been put to the door, and it had fallen open as to tho touch of magic, A dazzling and nothor-world light had flamed up in his room, and this Hcr-cules-goblin with lock-destroying ten dencies had commanded him to clothe himsolf, with such insislenc3' that tho mantle of nimbloness had descended upon all tho little doctor's move ments. That this marvelous agilit' wns tho result, pure and simple, of 'black arts, wns shown b3 the fact that tho lit tle doctor was in a dnzo all tho rest of tho night. Ho did not evon mnkc a show of unduo astonishment or nervousness when, clothed in sonic wonderful and haphazard fashion, ho was escorted through tho dimly lit hall, down tho dark 6tnirwn3 past the offico where a night lamp burned dully, out into tho cool night air and into tho 3-awning depths of a notorious vchiclo which rattled with a suspiciously fa miliar rattle when it Buddenly plunged into what Bccmcd like cverlusting dark ness ahead. He had felt a trifle moro liko himsef after he had unconscious' rammed his hand through tho rent in tho cushion where tho hair stuffing was coming out. But ho had not been per mitted tho roins, so he could not be sure if tho3T were tied together with a pieco of old suspender or not; and if that was Oid Sorrel, ho certainly had powers of speed hitherto unsusDccted. Witelfcraft? Ayl Had not he. tho little doctor, heard ghostlv hoof-beats alongsido all tho wa3'? It had been nerve-racking. Sometimes ho hnd thought it might just bo a cow ponj', but no could not bo sure; and when lie had beon tossed profane- and with no dignit3' into the house of ono White, homesteader, with the onigmatical words, "Thore. damn 3'c, Doc! I reckon j-o got a move on once in 3'our lifo, any way, " the voice had sounded uncannily liko that of ono Jim Mnnson. cow punvher; but that was doubtless a hallucination of his, brought about by tho unusualncss of tho night's advon turos. "You havo worked 3-onrsclf into a high fever, Miss Williston, that '6 what; 3'ou've done," he said, with profes j sional mourn fulness. I "T know it," bIio smiled, wanb', "I couldn't help it. I'm aorrv." Gordon drpw up n chair 'and sat down bv her, wrving with grave kindness, "You aro fretting. Wo must, not lot 3'ou. I am going to bUiv with 3'ou all night and shoo the goblins away." ''You are kind," Baid Mar3', grate fully. "Msvy I tell 3ou when the3' come? If some ono BpeukB to me, tho3 go away." "Indood you ( may, dear child," ho exclaimed hoartiry. Ho hnd boeu half joking when ho spoko of keeping things irway. Ho now perceived that theso thingB wero more acrions than ho knew. Tho doctor administered mcdicino to roducc the fever, drossed tho wounded -arm, with Gordon's ready assistance, and then called in Mothor Wliito to proparo tho bed for his patient; but ho paused nonplussed before tho weight of entreaty In Mar3''s 0308 and voico. "Please don't," she cried out in actual terror. "Oh, Mr. Gordon, don't lot hiral I seo such awful things when I He down. Pleuso! Ploaso! And Mr. Langford Baid I might sit up till ho came. Mr. Gordon, 3-011 will not let him put 1110 to bed, will you?" "I think it will do hotter to lot her have her way, Lockhart," said Gordon, in a low voice. "Mobbo it would, Dick," said tho doctor, with surprising meekness. "I'll stay all night and I'll tako Siod caro uf her, Lockhart. There's other Whito beckoning to supper. You'll eat bofore j'ou go? No, I won't tako any supper now, thank you, mothor, I will stny with Mary." And ho did st.Ty with her all through tho long watches of that -long night. He never closed his oyos in sloop. Sonio times Mar' would drop off into uneasy slumber always of short duration. When sho awakened suddenly in wide C3'cd fright, ho soothed her with ,all tenderness. Sometimes when ho thought, sho was sleeping sho would clutch his arm desperately and cry out that thero was somcono behind tho big cottonwood. Agnin it would be to ask him in a terrified whispor if ho did not hear hoof-boats, galloping, galloping, galloping, and begged him to listen. Ho could alwaj'B quiot her, and sho tried hard to "keep from wandering; but after a short, broken rest, sho would cry out again in endloss repeti tion of tho terrors of that awful night. Mrs. Whito and scleral of hor small progony broathed hard in an ad joining room. A lnmp burned dimb' on tho tablo. It grew late 12 0 'clock and aftor. At last sho rested. Sho passed from light, broken slumber to deep sleep without crying out and thus awakening horscl. Gtirdon was tired and sad. Now that tho flush of fevor wns gono, ho saw how whito and miser able sho roalb' looked. Tho circles uuder her 03'cs were so dark thoy were liko bruises. Tho mautlo of his misfortune .wns spreading to bring 1 j Century Printing Col 1 j Printers, Designers, Engravers, Linotypers, Binders 1 j Blank Book Manufacturers, Loose Leaf Devices. j j nT604.phones SALT LAKE'S PRINTERS ,S5'7 wE-MPLt We Print Sk Fine Commercial Uf Printing a j , Goodwin's WeeHy IL J Specialty I Salt Lake Mining Review Pp I J Utah Educational Bevies JP-y ?! llZ f fl 0Was a l t our work and quote you D U. of TT. Chroiiiclo ; pRiimn(SgLAKE'sI prices I Red and Black W MAIL ORDERS taken care I Scottish Chieftain oL; in an intelligent manner 1 j A MARK OF 'i 1 QUALITY. I ! others besidcB himself into its somber folds. Tho men were coming back. But thoy woro coming quiotly, in grim sileuco. Ho dared not awaken Mary for tho news ho knew thoy must carry. Ho stopped noiselessly to the door to warn them to a yet greater stillness, and met Langford on tho threshold. Tho two survej'cd each other gravely with clasped hands. "You tell her, Dick, I I can't," said Langford. Bis big shoulders drooped as uuder a heavy burden. "Must T?" asked Gordon. "Dick, I T can't," said Langford. brokenly. "Don't you seo? if J had been .lust a minute sooner and .1 promised." "Yes, T sec. Paul." said Gordon, quietly. "1 will tell her." j "You need not," said a sweet, clear voico from across tho room. "I know. I I heard. T think I knew all the time i but you wero all so good to mako mo hope. Don't worry about mo any moro, dear friends. T am all right; now. It is much bettor to know. Ij hope thoy didn't hang him. You think ( they shot him, don't you?" "Littlo girl, littlo girl," cried Lang- ford, on his knees beside her, "Tt is not that ! It is only that we have not found him. But no news is good news. That wo have found no traco proves that they havo to guard him well be canso ho is alive. We aro going on a new tack tomorrow. Beliovo me, littlo girl, and go to bed now, won't you, and rest" "Yes," sho said, wearily, as one in whom no hopo was left, "I "will go. will mind the Boss." As ho laid her gently on the bed, whilo Mt3. Whito. aroused from sleep fluttered aimlessly and dromil , M loep -v. i "I will try. Ton are the Boss " ' (To bo Co j tinned.) i i Removed to 73 MAIN STREET j Pre-hiventory Clearing ol Octets and Ends I j I Combined to make the last week oi the year of inestimable Money-Saving Importance to thousands of SaU lake's thrifty householders, S I !This, the iagft week of the year, has mnch to accomplish when yon consider that we have determined to make it eclipse the I - sales record of any one week of this BANNER YEAR. Ali broken lines and odds and enils MUST BE CLEARED OUT THIS WEEK. 1 f I PRE-INVENTOMY I I SPECIALS IN j SILKS AND DRESS GOODS I Strenuous efforts aro raado to clean J i up n.11 odd lota bofore tho Stock is I actually put on the Books. Tho last 8 1 days of the year will beat all rcc- 3 ords for value-giving. j I Lot No. 1 Dress Goods rap I I to $1.50, st 83c a yard. 100 pieces newest stj'lcB all-wool p Dress Goods, in plaids, checks, j K stripes and novelties, suitablo for a B Skirts or Suits, up to $1.50 values, a E a vard js j Lot No. 2 Dress Gooils up I to $1.75 for 93c a yard I S5 pieces st3r15sh all-wool Dress 9 Goods, in striper, plaid and checked B (j Panama, English Serges, unfinished R d Worsteds, etc., up to $1.50 QSlo I valueB at, a yard S70 Lot No. 1 Silks up to j i $1.25 for 73c a yard. I A choice of 50 pieces in plain and novoltiy Silks, in all tho best styles i and colors, suitablo for Waist, j Drop 'Skirt, or Dress Pattorn, up to ?1.25 values, for, a yard ' Lot -No. 2 Silks up to ' I $1.50 for 93c a yard j Consisting of new checks, stripes, u, plaids and plain colors, in Taffetas, j 1 Peau do Soie, Gros Grains. Peau do I Cygncs, etc., up to $1.50 values, ' i for a yard j I 93c ' I 2 ESTABXJ3MED tS4- PRE-IiWEMTORY PRICE-REBUCHOSS AMONG WOMISIl'S telieiltS RaUter than count them al Inventory we take losses fo close on! broken lines, j $4.00 and $5.00 Waists $1.95 Boautlfnl new models of Batlslo and Albatross Waists, embroidered front, ejv I button back, short sleoves. Worth $4 and $5, I-fj h" jKtSto I this week thoy'Jl go at (&$fMs$ I $5.00 and $6.00 Walking Skirts $3.88 llrF I Another lot of about 100 of those handsome walking skirts. Many different ifciiib I etyles, all made very full and nicely trimmed, ?5.00 and JC.00 BfTt' m values, as lone as thoy last j)5OC5 sf$S0sihrr- 1 t $10.00 Panama Skirts $5.95 SW) I hw-sfA $5.95 w fiMWM j $10.00 Fnrs at $8.15 U jiBS I Handsome brown marten Boa, very Ions with heads . lTy fl and talis, "lined with fur around neck, end lined suWa yjI H with Skinner satin. Kcgular prlco - rm 7K fa-TTV!i S $10.00, marked for tho week at $DJ.e jjjy. E $15.00 Short Caracal Coats $9.95 Jaunty Utile short caracul coats, lined throughout . ' B with guaranteed satn, trimmed with pull braid. MONDAY OTSTT.VI I and metal buttons, sizes 32 to 3S. IilU-J J-tx ' A Worth fully ?1, All this week $9.95 $25.00 Ladies' Long Caracul Coats 73 cents at $12.95 JJSinT Made of line Russian caracul, fully 50 Inches long. Sve's "worth fulfv I lined throughout. This Is an exceedingly good S2?00. 'Mondi - a" Ion! as t l ev I $5anrn,"ff,matcr,1?1' an1 very stylish. Positively last- luonua aB 10ns as tne I WSJ.: $12.95 73c -rMgnMimiMmMlill m.uy innyLiy, , -T f I Pre - Inventory Stoe Specials I Actuated by a deslro to reduco tho stock to a minimum before Inventory, wo i are making tremendous sacrifice. I LADIES' BLACK DONQOLA SHOES LADIES' BLACK JERSEY LEGGINGS W with medium weight soles, pat. tip and Hoccp lined, knep length and all hut- military heels (all sizes; value $1.75: &j8ip?c 85C w-Ct!a1, thlS Sl-35 MEN'S GOOD GRADE RUBBERS All "eelc v-w s!0Si S1)cclal tn(3 Qff week 09L ! LADIES' BLACK KID SLIPPERS, with , military heels and bow and strap ovor CVl?155! VSchfeiS iffln Instep (all hIzc); value -4 -fl T or button (sizes 2 to 5) (Rfilir $1.75: special, a pair J.oJLv special, por pair IPRE-INVEMTOMY CLEARANCE OF Memeaefs of Fe Goods, 1 I Flannels, Liitees9 White Goods and Domestics j Tho rule of the house Is to count no remnants on tho slock Khott S ?h ri?c,,nV0,ntory wltttevor the loss, they havo to bo sold, an d for ' B tho past 3 days our sales forco has been busy marshaling: the i REMNANTS OF ALL KINDS OF YARD GOODS. J want,atmraTav.,nB,!SSOrtraCmB frm w!,,ch you in su' "vry 4 DeTVitt's Little Early Elsor Pin 1 sold by Anstce-Erice Drue comSL1" &f? 1 South Main street. K 44 1 Trlbuno Want Ada J Bell phono 5201. Ind. p)one Approaching te?2 1 ' Boys' I doth- M m ishing ' ;J ir ventory. j bj f , stocks must -JiLr 1 be at low B ' the cost to -W' ' bring about ir this condl- ' fuTrUTliaLl I I i "on Is j Ceotflvnn" ! 1 never taken x"" 1 Into con- iDUiMDnnu. BKonirRSico slderatlon. K.n.m ...r --v" I , UNDERWEAR FOR MEN AND BOYS. 1 J J;. All prades from boys' 3nc values to I j men's 55.00 values sacrificed In the fol- W L : lowing manner: H ! . ONE EXAMPLE OUT OF MANY. $1.50 MEN'S WORSTER RIBBED WOOL 4- This Is tho best $1.50 vnluo to bo bought sfeo'. All gents' cashmere and 1 1 S1.50 GENTS' GOLF AND NEGLIGEE g SHIRTS 69c. I m Our vast stock of these shirts in "frtJ I f patterns, plain and p leated bosoms In U, all sizes from Hi to 17 will be on s-w at this startling reduction. , 51.50 FLANNEL OVERSHIRTS AT Me. 9( be offered at great reductions of wmco the above is but a sample. If mous reduction-coats wort h from m j , 'i.lo to $15.00 will be reduced In uie manner above cited. H S ,' $5.00 BOYS' SUITS $2.95. 1 Boys' suits In all sixes w dPon't 1 J 3J terns-strlctly uP-fPvery one 1 J want any suits carried octr-0erabove L M must go regardless of coat-M H price quotation Is but an cxampw how all suits aro reduced. J . ONE-THIRD TO ON-H LF OrF ON J Wo have tho patterns ""AS 1 j suit the most fast dlous o ' dJg. I V iegwlli'-K aKtHco I $lS ratio! CHILDREN'S SWEATERS 1 Wo are determinonnt ta . carry a Binge I sweator over and will sacni nee i g ,,i tire stock. Tako your cholto or ai m l Cm r-'-