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
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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
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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
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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-'-