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•Chapter I.—Introduces the hero,
Robert Warburton, a well to do West
Point graduate on duty In Arizona.
After being wounded by an Indian re
signs his commission in the army and
leaves for European tour. Chapter II.
—Introduces the heroine, Miss Betty
Annesley, daughter of a retired army
officer, living near Washington. A
beautiful, representative young Ameri
can girl, whom Warburton-has seen In
Paris, is smitten, and follows to New
Tork. Seeks Introduction on board
steamer but fails. Chapter III.—Upon
reaching New Tork Warburton locates
hotel in which the Annesleys are
guests and dines there in order to see
Miss Annesley once more. Chagrined
to see young Russian oount whom ho
met on steamer bring Miss Annesley to
dinner. Next morning the Count and
the Annesleys had disappeared. Chap
ter IV. Warburton goes to Washing
ton to visit his relatives,—a married
brother, who holds a government po
sition, and a sister engaged to an old
school chum of his. Chapter VI.—
"Warburton meets his sister's fiance
"whom he had not seen for eight years.
Sees the folks off for the embassy ball
and then proceeds to put his joke into
execution, which is to disguise himself
as a coachman and drive his sister and
sister-in-law, who must return alone,
Irom the embassy to their home. Chap
ter VI.—Warburton in his disguise
goes to British embassy and takes the
place of his brother's coachman, whom
he has bribed. He mistakes his car
riage number when called and gets the
•wrong passengers without knowing it.
Drives frantically about the streets
pursued by mounted policemen. When
carriage comes to a stop he springs
down and throws his arms about the
first of his passengers to alight, who
proves to be Miss Annesley instead of
his sister. Chaptter VII.—Warburton
Is arrested on a charge of drunkenness
and abduction preferred by Miss An
nesley and locked up over night. In
police court, where he has given the
name of James Osborne, the charge of
abduction is withdrawn, but he Is fined
85 for drunkenness. Sends note to
"Chuck," his old chum, telling of his
trouble. Chapter VIII.—"Chuck" takes
suit of clothes and money to pay the
fine to city jail, only to find that fine
had been paid. Warburton, in name
.of James Osborne, receives note from
Miss Annesley offering him position of
coachman, which he decides to accept
in Bpite of protests of his friend, whom
he leaves to explain his disappearance
to his relatives, by stating that he had
gone north suddenly on a hunting trip.
Chapter IX.—Miss Annesley, after
closely questioning Warburton (known
to her as James Osborne) at her home,
hires him on probation.
CHAPTER IX. (Continued.)
"Have you been-a soldier?" she
asked suddenly./
He wh^ela/l.^fHis astonishment could
isguisea"* quickly enough to
escape her vigilant eyes. Once more
he had recourse to the truth.
"Yes, Madam. It was as a trbpper
that I learned horsemanship."
."What regiment?"
jr "I prefer not to say,"—quietly.
"I do not like mysteries,"—briefly.
"Madam, you have only to dismiss
me, to permit me to thank you for pay
ing my fine and to reimburse you at the
earliest opportunity."
She closed her lips tightly. No one
but herself knew what had been on the
verge of passing across them.
"Let us proceed to the stables," was
all she said. "If you prove yourself
a capable horseman, that is all I de
sire."
The stable-boy slid back the door
and the two entered. "Warburton
glanced quickly about all, was neat
ness. There was light and ventilation,
top, and the box-stalls were roomy.
—T-he girl stopped before a handsome
bay mare which whinnied when it saw
her. She laid her cheek against the
animals nose and talked that soft jar
gon so embarrassing to man and so in
telligible to babies and pet animals.
Lucky horse! he thought! but his
face expressed nothing.
"This is Jane, my own horse, and
there are few living things I love so
well. Remember this. She is a thorough
bred, a first class hunter and I havti
done more than five feet on her at
home."
She moved on, Warburton following
soberly and thoughtfully. There was a
good deal to think of just now. The
more he saw of this girl, the less he
understood her purpose in hiring him.
She couldn't possibly know anything
about him, who or what he was. With
his beard gone he defied her to recog
.nize in him the man who traveled
across the Atlantic with her. A high
bred woman, such a3 she was, would
scarcely harbor any kind of feelings
toward a man who had acted as he
was acting. If any man had kissed
Nancy the way he had kissed her, he
would have broken every bone in his
body or hired some one to do it. And
she had paid his fine at the police-sta
tion and had hired him on probation!
Truly he was in the woods and there
wasn't a sign of blazed trail. (It
will be seen that my hero hadn't had
much experience with women. She
krew nothing of him whatever. She
was simply curious and brave enough
to attempt to have this curiosity grati
fied. Of course, I do not venture to say
that, had he been coarse in appear
ance, she would have had anything to
do with him.)
"This is Dick, my father's horse,"—
nodding toward a sorrel, large and
well set-up. "He will hg^onr mount.
The animal in the ney *?B| is Pirate."
Pirate w»_3 tfe nest black
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THE
MAN ON THE BOX
By HAROLD MacGRATH
Author of "Tb« GrayClottk," "Tho Puppet Crown."
Copyright, 1904, Tbo Bobbs-Merrill Company.
WNOP8I8.
gelding Warburton had ever laid eyes
on.
"What a beauty!" he exclaimed en
thusistaically, forgetting that grooms
should be utte/ly without enhusiasm.
He reached out his hand to pat the
black nose, when- a warning cry re
strained him. Pirate's ears lay flat.
"Take care! He is a bad-tempered
animal. No one rides him and we
keep him only to exhibit at thp shows.
Only half a dpzen have ridden him
with any success. He won't take a
curb in his mouth and he always runs
away. It takes a very strong man to
hold him in. I really don't believe
that he's vicious, only terribly mis
chievous, like a bullying boy."
"I should like to ride him."
"The girl looked at her new groom in
a manner which expressed frank as
tonishment. Was he in earnest, or
was it mere bravado? An idea came
fo her, a mischievous idea.
"If you can sit on Pirate's back foi
ten minutes there will not be any ques
tion of probation. I promise to engage
you on the spot, recommendation or no
recommendation." Would he back
down?
"Where are the saddles Madam?"
he asked calmly, though his blood
moved faster.
"On the pegs behind you."—becom
ing interested. "Do you really intend
to ride him?"
"With your permission."
"I warn you that the risk you are
running is grsat."
"I am not afraid of Pirate, Madam,"
in a tone which implied that he was
dot afraid of any horse living. Tfc*
spirit of antagonism rose up in him,
that spirit of antagonism of the human
against the animal, that eternal ambi
tion of the one to master the other.
And besides, I'm not sure that James
didn't waqt to show off before the girl
—another' very human trait in man
kind. For my part, I wouldn't give
yesterday's rose for & man who
wouldn't show off once in a while,
when his best girl is around and look
ing on.
"On your head be it, then"—a sud
den nervousness seizing her. Yet she
was as eager to witness the encounter
as he was to court it. "William!" she
called. The stable-boy entered, setting
aside his broom. "This is James, the
new groom. Help him to saddle
Pirate."
"Saddle Pirate, Miss Annesley!"
cried the boy, his mouth open and his
eyes wide.
"You see?" said the girl to War
burton.
"Take down that saddle with the
hooded stirrups," said Warburton,
briefly. He would ride Pirate now,
-even if Pirate had been sired in Beel
zebub's stables. He carefully inspected
the saddle, the stirrup-straps and the
girth. "Very good, indeed. Buckles
on saddles are always a hidden menace
and a constant danger. Now, bring
out Pirate, William."
William brought out the horse, who
snorted when he saw the saddle on the
floor and the curb on Warburton's
arm.
"There hasn't been anybody on his
back for a year, sir, not since last
winter. He's likely to give you trou
ble," said the boy. "You can't put
that curb on him, sir: he won't stand
for it a moment. Miss Annesley, hadn't
you better step outside? He may
start to kicking. That heavy
English snaffle is the best thing I
know of. Try that, sir. And don't let
him get his head down, or he'll do you.
Whoa!" as Pirate suddenly took it into
his head to leave the barn without
any one's permission.
The girl sprang lightly into one of
the empty stalls and waited. She was
greatly excited, and. the color in her
cheeks was not borrowed from the pop
)ies. She saw the new groom take
Pirate by the forelock, and, quicker
than words can tell, Mr. Pirate was an
grily champing the cold bit. He reared.
Warburton caught him by the nose and
the neck. Pirate came down, trembling
with rage.
"Her^ boy catch him here," cried
Warburton. William knew his busi
ness, and he grasped the bridle close
under Pirate's jaws. "That's it. Now
hold him."
Warburton picked up the saddle and
threw it over Pirate's glossy back.
Pirate waltzed from side to side and
shook his head wickedly. But the man
that was to mount him knew all these
signs. Swiftly he gathered up the" end
of the belly-band strap and ran it
through the iron ring. In and out he
threaded it, drawing it tighter and
tighter. He leaped into the saddle and
adjusted the stirrups, then dismounted.
"I'll take him now, William," said
James smiling.
"All right, sir," said William, glad
enough to be relieved of all further re
sponsibility.
James led Pirate'Into the small court
and waited for Miss Annesley, who ap
peared in the doorway presently.
"James, I regret that I urged you to
ride him. You will be hurt," she said.
Her worry was plainly visible on her
face.
James smiled his pleasantest and
touched his bat.
"Very well, than have warned
you. If he bolts, head him for a tree.
That's the only way to stop him."
James shortened the bridle-rein to
the required length, took a firm grip on
Pirate's mane, and vaulted into the
saddle. Pirate stood perfectly still.
He shook tils head. James talked to
him and patted his sleek neck, and
touched him,gently with his heel. Then
things livened up a bit. Pirate waltzed,
reared and plunged and started to do
the pas seul on the flower-beds. Then
he Immediately changed his mind. He
decided to re-enter the stables.
"Don't let him get his head down!"
yelled William,! nimbly jumping over
a bed of poppies and taking his position
beside his mistress.
"The gates, William! The gates!"
cried the girl, excitedly. "Only one is
open. He will not be able to get
through."
William scampered down the drive
way and swung back the iron barrier.
None too soAn! Like a black shadow,
Pirate flashed by, his rider's new der
by rolling in the dust.
The girl stood in the doorway, her
hands pressed against her heart. She
was as white as the clouds that sailed
overhead.
CHAPTER X.
PIRATE.
On the opposite side of the road
there was a stone wall about five feet
in height beyond this was a broad,
rolling field and farther onabarbwire
fence and a boggy stream which
oozed its way down toward the Poto
mac. Far away across the valley the
WQOded hills were dying and withering
and thinning, with splashes of yel
low and red. A flock of birds speckled
the fleecy October clouds, and a mild
breeze sent the grasses shivering.
Toward the wall Pirate directed his
course. Warburton threw-back hie
full weight. The effort had little or
no effect on Pirate's mouth. His rider
remembered about the tree, but the
nearest was many yards away. Over
the wall they went and down the
field. Pirate tried to get his head
down but he received a check. Score
one for the man. Warburton, his
less stiffened in the stirruos. his hands
well down, his breath coming in gasps,
wondered where they would finally
land. He began to use His knees and
Pirate felt the pressure. He didn't
like it at all. Oddly enough, Warbur
ton's leg did not bother him as he ex
pected it would, and this gave him
confidence. On, on the dull pounding
of Pirate's feet, the flying sod, the
wind in his face: and when he saw
the barb-wire fence, fear entered into
him. An inch too low, a stumble and
serious injuries might result He must
break Pirate's gait.
He began to saw cow-boy fashion,
Pirate grew indignant: he was being
hurt. His speed slackened none, how
ever he was determined .to make
that fence if it was the last thing he
ever did. He'd like to see any man
stop him.. He took the deadly fence as
with the wings of a bird. But he found
that the man was still on his back.
He couldn't understand it. He grew
worried. And then he struck the red
brown muck bordering the stream
The muck flew, but at every bound
Pirate sank deeper, and the knees of
his rider were beginning to tell. War
burton, full of rage, yet not unreason
able rage, quickly saw his chance. Once
more he threw back his weight this
time to the left. Pirate's head came
stubbornly around his gait was
broken, he was floundering in the
stream. 'Now Warburton used his
heels savagely. He shortened the reins
and whacked Mr. Pirate soundly
across the ears. Pirate plunged and
reared, and after devious evolutions,
reached solid ground. This time- his
head was high in the airland, try as
he would, he could not lower his neck
a solitary inch.
Warburton knew that the animal
could not make the barb-wire fence
again, so he waltzed him along till
he found a break in the wire. Over
this Pirate bounded, snorting. But
he had met a master. Whether he
reared or plunged, waltzed or ran, he
PIRATE.
could not make those ruthless knees
retent in their pressure. He began to
understand what all beasts under
stand, sooner or Vater—the inevitable
mastry of man. There was blood in
his Jiostrils. A hand touched bis neck
caressingly. He shook his head he
refused to conciliate." A voice, kindly
but rather breathless, addressed him.
Again. Pirate shook his head but ho
did not run, he cantered. Warburton
gave a sigh of relief. Over the field
they went. A- pull to the left, and
Pirate wheeled a pull to the right,
and again Pirate answered, and can
tered In a circle. He was mastered.
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•After this Warburton did is He
pleased Pirate had learned his lesson
His master put him through a dozen
maneuvers, and he was vastly satis
fled with the victory. He had oonquered
the horse before the eyes of one
woman.
He guided Pirate close to the wall
and stopped him, looked down into
the girl's wonder-lit eyes and smiled
cheerfully. And what' is more she
smiled faintly in acknowledgement. He
had gained, In the guise of a groom,
what he might never have gained in
any other condition of life, the girl's
respect and admiration. Though a
thorough woman of the world, high
bred, well-born, she forgot for the
moment to control her features and
as I have remarked elsewhere, War
burton was a shrewd observer.
"Bully Mr. Osborne!" shouted Wil
liam leaping down. "It was simply
great!"
"There are some bars farther down"
said the girl, quietly. "William, run
and open them."
Warburton flushed slightly. He
could not tell how she had accom
plished It, whether it was the tone
or the gesture, but she had calmly
re-established the barrier between mis
tress and servant.
"I think I'll put him to the wall
again," said the hero, seized by a
rebel spirit
He wheeled Pirate about and sent
him back at a run. Pirate balked.
Round he went again, down the field
and back. This time he cleared the
wall with a good foot to spare. The
victory was complete.
When it was all over, and Pirate was
impatiently munching an extra supply
of oats, the girl bade Mr. James to re
port early the following morning.
"I hope I shall please you Madam."
"Address me as Miss Annesley from
now on," she said and nodding
shortly, she entered the house.
To Warburton, half the pleasure of
the victory was gone for not a word
of praise had she given him. Yet, she
had answered his smile. Well, he had
made a lackey out of himself he had
no right to expect anything but $40 a
month and orders.
He broke his word with me. FT» aw
Xlot return to the house that night for
dinner. In fact, he deliberately sent
for his things, explaining that he was
called north and wouldn't have time
to see them before he left It took all
my persuasive oratory to smooth the
troubled waters and then there were
areas upon which my oil had no effect
whatever.
"He is perfectly heartless!" cried
Nancy. "He couldn't go tb the embassy,
but he could steal away and play
poker all night with a lot of idling
army officers. And now he is going ofl
to Canada without even seeing us to
say good-by. Charlie, there is some
thing back of all this."
"I'll bet it's a woman," said Jack,
throwing a scrutinizing glance at me.
But I was something of a diplomat
myself, and he didn't catch me nap
ping. "Here's a telegram for him, too."
"I think I'll" take the liberty of open
ing it," said I. I knew its contents.
It was the reply Warburton had de
pended on. I read it aloud. It is good
to have friends of this sort No ques
tion was asked. It was a bald order:
"Come up at once and shoot caribou.
Take first train."
"Bob's a jackass," was Jack's com
mentary. I had heard
Jomething
like
it before, that day. "He'll turn up all
right,"—and Jack lit a cigar and
picked up his paper.
"And Betty Annesley is going to call
to-morrow night," said Nancy, her
voice overflowing with reproach. Her
eyes even sparkled with tears. "I did
so want them to meet."
I called myself a villain. But I had
given my promise and I was in love
myself.
"I don't see what we can do. When
Bob makes up his mind to do anything,
he generally does it." Jack, believing
he had demolished the subject opened
his Morning Post and fell to studying
the latest phases of the Venezuelan
muddle.
Nancy began to cry softly she loved
the scalawag as only sisters know how
to love. And I became possessed with
two fiesires to console her and to
punch Mr. Robert's head.
"It has always been this way with
him." Nancy went on, dabbing her
eyes with her two-by-four handker
chief. "We never dreamed that he
was going to the army till he came
home one night and announced that he
had successfully passed his examina
tions for West Point He goes and
gets 3hot and we never know anything
about it till we read the papers. Next,
he resigns and goes abroad without a
word or coming to see us. I don't
know what to make of Bobby I
really don't."
I took her hantf in mine and kissed
It, and told her the rascal would turn
up in due time, that they hadn't heard
the last of him for that winter.
"He's only thoughtless and single
purposed," interposed Jack.
"Single-purposed!" I echoed.
"Why, yes. He gets one thing at a
time in his brain, and thinks of noth
ing else till that idea is worn out I
know him."
I recalled my useless persuasion of
the morning. "I bdieve you are
right."
"Of course I'm right," replied Jack,
turning a page of his paper. "Do you
know where he has gone?"
"I think the telegram explains every
thing,"—evasively.
"Humph! Don't you worry about
him Nan. I'll wager he's up to some
of his old-time deviltry."
These and other little observations
Jack let fall made it plain to me that
he was a natural student of men and
their impulses and that his insight and
'Judgment unerring and anticinatory.
nad put him where he is to-day, at the
head of a department
"Father," said Betty Annesley at
the dinner-table that same night, "I
have engaged a new groom. He rode
Pirate to-day and thoroughly mastered
him."
"Pirate? You don't say! Well, I'm
glad of that. Pirate will make a capi
tal saddle-horse if he is ridden often
enough. The groom will be a safe com
panion for you on your rides. Are you
too tired to do some drawing for me
to-night?"
"The fortification plans?"
"Yes." His eyes wandering from her
face to the night outside. How gray
and sad the World was! "You will
always love your father, dearie?"
"Love him? Always!"
"Whatever betide for weal or woe?"
"Whatever betide."
How easy it was for her to say these
words!
"And yet, some day, you must leave
me to take up your abode in some
other man's heart. My only wish is
that it may beat for you as truly as
mine does."
She did not reply, but stepped to
the window and pressed her brow to
the chilled pane. A yellow and purple
line marked the path of the vanished
sun the million stars sparkled above
far away she could see the lights of the
city. Of what was she thinking,
dreaming? Was she dreaming of
heroes such as we poets and novelistB
Invent and hang upon (he puppet
beam? Ah, the pity of these dreams
the young girl has! She dreams of
heroes and of god-like men and of the
one that is to come. But, ah he never
comes and the dream fades and dies
and the world becomes real. A man
may find his ideal, but a woman, never.
To youth, the fields of love to man,
the battle-ground to old age, a chair
In the sunshine and the wreck of
dreams!
"The government ought to pay you
well if those plans are successful." She
moved away from the window.
"Yes, the government ought to pay
me well. I should like to make you
rich, dearie, and happy."
"Why. daddy, am I not both? I have
more money than know what to do
with, and I am happy in having the
kindest father." She came around the
table and caressed him, cheek to cheek.
"Money isn't everything. It just makes
me happy to do anything for you."
His arm grew tense around her
waistl
"Do you know what was running
through my mind at the embassy last
night? I was thinking how deeply I
love this great wide country of mine.
As I looked at the antbassador and his
aides, I was saying to myself, 'You
dare not!' It may have been silly, but
I couldn't help it. We are the greatest
people in the world. When I compared
foreign soldiers with our own, how
my heart and pride swelled! No for
malities, no race prejudice, no false
pride. I was never introduced to a
foreign officer that I did not fear him,
with his weak eyes, his affected man
nerisms, his studied rudeness, not to
me, but the country I represented.
How I made some of them dance! Not
for vanity's sake rather the inborn
patriotism of my race. I had only to
think of my father, his honorable scars,
his contempt for little things, his
courage, his steadfastness, his love for
his country, which has so honored him
with its trust. Oh! I am a patriot
and I shall never, never marry a man
whose love for his country does not
equal my own." She caught up her
father's mutilated hand and kissed it
"And even now this father of mine is
planning and- planning to safeguard his
countrv."
But you must not say anything to
a soul, my child it must be a secret
till all Is ready. I met Karloff to-day
at the club. He has promised to dine
with us to-morrow night."
"Make him postpone it. I have prom
ised to dine with Nancy Warburton."
"You had better dine with us. and
spends the evening with your friend.
Do you not think him a handsome fel
low?"
"He is charming." She touched the
bowl of poppies with her fingers and
smiled.
"He is very wealthy, too."
Betty offered no comment
"What did they, do to that Infernal
rascal who attempted to run away with
you and Mrs. Chadwick?"
"He was arrested and locked up."
"I hope they will keep him there.
And what reason did he give the police
for attempting to run away with you?"
"He said that he had made a wager
with some serving-maids to drive them
from the embassy. He claims to have
got the wrong number and the wrong
carriage."
"A very likely story!"
"Yes, a very likely story!"—and
Betty, still smiling, passed on into the
music-room, where she took her violin
from its case apd played some rollick
ing measures from Offenbach.
At the same time her father arose
and went out on the lawn, where he
walked up and down, with a long,
quick stride. From time to time a
wailing note from the violin floated
out to him, and he would stop and
raise his haggard face toward heaven.
His face was no longer masked in
smiles it was grief-stricken, self-ab
horring. At length he softly crossed the
lawn and stood before the music-room
window. Ah, no fretting care sat on
yonder face, nor pain, 'nor trouble
youth, only youth and some pleasant
thought which the music had aroused.
How like her mother! How like her
mother!
Suddenly he smote himself on the
brow with a clenched hand. "Wretch!
God-forsaken wretch, how have you
kept'your trust? And how yonder
child has stabbed you! My country!
My honor! My cour­
age and steadfastness! Moekprv'"
•.(Continued Next Saturday.)
STORMS ARE COMING
In the Name of Sense,
LOOK OUT FOR SQUALLS, SAYS
W. T. FOSTER, THE WASHING
TON WEATHER ARRANGER
Says Earthquakes Are Caused by Elec
trical Disturbances—Predictions for
Seven Out of Last Nine Months
Were Practically Perfect.
According to this week's bulletin Is
sued by Prof. W. T. Foster, the Wash
ington weather prognosticator, there
Is going to be something doing across
this American continent about July 22
26. This is the time set for the most
severe storm disturbance of the month,
and as the professor rather significant
ly puts it, it is a poor time for excur
sions on the water.
The professor says that all of the
earthquakes of this year occurred
near the dates for which he predicted
storms, and which is strong
evidence that the cause of
the quakes is electrical. All
this goes to provo that while per
haps the professor don't know it all,
he is learning.
Seven months, with his weather
prophecies practically perfect for ag
ricultural purposes is the good record
that Prof. Foster has made the last
nine months.
that good common sense
of which all of us have a
share, how can you continue
to buy ordinary soda crackers,^
stale and dusty as they mustv
fee, when for 5^ you can get
Uneeda Biscuit
NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY
The Bulletin.
"This week's bulletin follows in full:
Last bulletin gave forecasts of dis
turbance to cross continent 15 to 19,
warm wave 14 to 18, cool wave 17 to 21.
Next disturbance will reach Pacific
coast about 19, cross west of Rockies
country by close of 20, great central
valleys 21 to 23, eastern states 24.
Warm wave will cross west of Rockies
country about 19, great central valleys
21, eastern states 23. Cool wave will
cross west of Rockies about 22, great
central valleys 24, eastern states 26.
"This disturbance will bring the most
severe weather of the month and it
will not be a good time for excursions
on the water. About 24, while the dis
turbance, is west of meridian 90, all
weather
?causes
will -begin to increase
in force and all weather features In
intensity. Watch the reports for the
location of the storm center about 23
and 24 and if it is in your vicinity
about that time, you would better look
out for squalls. I expect the storm
center at that time to be not far from
meridian 90 and that dangerous storms
may be expected in some parts of the
Ohio valley or on the great lakes.
"This disturbance will bring the
hottest weather of July not in all sec
tions, but east and southeast of tho
storm center's path. I expect tho
summer's heat will reach its apex
while this disturbance is crossing the
continent. My calculations indicate
that the heat will be greater in north
ern than in southern states, higher In
Chicago than in Cincinnati, cooler in
Texas than in the Dakotas.
"About and following the 14th the
cool period will give way, tempera
tures will rise and less rain will fall.
From the 14th to the 22nd the droutji
sections will suffer most and following
the 22nd showers will become more
general. Following the 14th the wea
ther features will lose force and severe
weather is not expected again before
the 20th.
Science Notes.
"The fact that all earthquakes of
1906,-have occurred near the dates for
which I had predicted severe weather,
is strong evidence that the cause of
earthquakes is electrical.
"Foster's meteorological astronomy,
in seven volumes, is an entirely new
arrangement of astronomical dath and
is one of the results of my 30 years'
work.
"Similar relative positions of the
earth, moon and major planets bring
similar weather and these seven vol
umes are necessary in order to find
these similar relative positions. When
they are found the average of the
weather records of coincident dates
will suggest what the coming weather
is to be. These works are not for
sale.
"My forecasts for nine months past
have been placed, in advance, in the
hands of 35 American scientists, in
cluding weather bureau professors.
CASTORIA
For Infants and Children,
The Kind You Have Always Bought
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fresh from the oven, protected
from dirt by a package the
very beauty of which makes"
you hungry*
FREE LANDS:
For Homesteaders
in the
Shoshone Reservation of Wyoming.
Uncle Sam will give everybody entit
led to take up homesteads a chance at
these lands, comprising approximately
1,160,000 acres. It is estimated that be
tween 300,000 and 400,000 acres are
first-class agricultural lands susceptible I
of irrigation. The remainder are graz
Ing, timber and mineral lands.
To secure a homestead you must reg
ister at one of the points designated by
the government on any day from July
16 to 31, 1906.
The Burlington Route will sell very
low-priced round-trip tickets daily from
July 12 to 29, inclusive. Those who
make sure their tickets read to Wor
land, Wyo., have the great advantage
of reaching the reservation over the
Burlington's line thro' the heart of the
Big Horn Basin. To see this rich irri
gated section is worth any man's time
and money.
Let me give you a free folder telling
about tho opening, cost of tickets,
trains, etc.
NEW DINING CAR SERVICE.-
Extra Service In and Out of Denver on
Colorado Midlarid. isr
STARTS FOR HOME.
Joe Cerea, Unfortunate Italian, Leave* r»
Thls Afternoon for Chicago.
However, it was all Joe's own fault
and only goes to show that those who
look for trouble generally find It. Now
Joe was of a suspicious nature, and as
he 'realized that the most valuable
thing he had was his transportation he
hid that part of It reading from Ottum
wa to Chicago, In an old tobacco sack.
Here it staid, when he was put ofS the
train for not having it, and whll ehe
was walking the weary, hungry miles
that he covered during his wanderings.
Here it still was when he was'
arrested as a supposed murderer, or at
least as a crazy man, and there' is no'
telling but that it might have been"
there yet if it hadn't been found by the
Jail authorities last evening.
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C., B. & Q. Ry.
Ottumwa, Iowa.
Seven of these months average 70 per
cent good by the published rules of
verification and therefore,, for these
seven months, my forecasts have been
practically perfect for all agricultural
purposes."
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The Colorado Midland Railway has
just inaugurated a large addition to"
its dining car service. This will place i"')
the latest and most improved diners
on their west bound daylight train No.
5 and east bound daylight train No. 4.
These cars are the very latest pat
terns and the officials guarantee that
the service will be maintained to the
highest standard. These trains also
carry the latest design Pullman Stan
dard Observation, Sleeper and Reclin
ing Chair Cars. For the present, night
trains Nos. 3 and 6 take breakfast and
supper at Basalt but dining cars will
this month be added to these trains.
Joe Cerea, the unfortunate Italian
who was suspected of being Peter Sar- r,
dine, the man wanted in Davenport for
murder, and who was arrested in
Blakesburg because he was supposed
to be crazy, was started on the last
stage of his homeward journey this aft
ernoon. Joe recently left Felix, Mont.,'
where he had been working and came
as far as Ottumwa, where because he
apparently had no transportation from
here to Chicago, he was put off. Start
ing to walk to Chicago he landed in
Blakesburg, where, famished and un
able to talk English, his peculiar ac
tions aroused suspicions as-to his san
ity.
Of course the ticket had expired but
a telegram to the officials at Burlington
explaining the reason, soon righted
this matter and, among the passengers .*
who left this afternoon on Burlington
No. 6 was Joe enroute to Chicago, wife,
home and babies, a happy and a wiser
man.
ONLY $3.50 TO
Mlnneapolis-St. eaul and Return
on the Iowa Central popular excursion
Saturday, July 21. See flyers or call
on agents for particulars.
The Courier's advertising
are full of news.
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