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THE ABERDEEN WEEKLY, ABERDEEN, MISSISSIPPI
GOOD HIGHWAYS GRADING AND PAVING ROADS Average Figures for Whole cf Units; States Given Out by Bureau of Public Roads. THE GIRL, A". HOUSE AND A DOG . By FRANCIS LYNDE Copyright by Charles Scribner'a Sons ' ... Prpard by she t!t?.l State I - ; n ct Ajrii u::ur.) What part of the co-t ef a r a i into grading and structures r!..it CHAPTER XIV- Continued. 9 It was a little after noon, while we were squatting on the floor to eat another meal wanned up over the chip fire, that we found out the answer U all the guesses and learned what the mechanical noises of the night and forenoon had been leading up to. One of the left-overs from the work ing period of the mine was a good-sized steam force pump which, we took it, had once l.een installed on one of the lower mine levels and had been hoisted out of the shaft ahead of the advanc ing water Hood and put under shelter In a corner of the boiler shed. As I was passing my tin cup for more of Daddy's excellent coffee the rattle and clank of a pump began to make itself heard, together with the. coughing chug-chug of the steam exhaust there from. "That's that low-level pump!' I ex claimed. "They must have connected it up with the boil " "Whoosh! that was just as far as I got. In the middle midst of the word "boilers" a two-inch jet of muddy wa ter came curving up through one of the window openings to arch over and fall, splash, all over us as we sat munching our dinner. Kverlastingly ruined the dinner, put out the fire, up set the coffee pot, and made drowned rats of both of us in less time than it takes to tell it much less. So much for that. Of course, we ran and ducked and dodged, J ike the drowned ruts I speak of hunting for a hole. I'.ut now Builerton's devilish engineering ingenuity came into play. 'y some means as yet unknown to us, he had contrived a movable nozzle to his squirt-gun, and in another minute run his shower-bath machine, and the result speedily confirmed this assump tion. In a few minutes the steam pressure had dropped to a point at which it would no longer drive any of the pumps, either ours or the one out side, and the window cataract stopped. "This will be only a breathing space," I prophesied, getting up to squeeze some of the superfluous water out of my clothes. "Bullerton will do one of two things: fire the other two boilers, or disconnect this steam pipe of ours." "Beckon so?" said Daddy. "You'll see in a minute or so." The attack began even while we were speaking, sundry hammerings and txvistings that shook the pipe over head proving that the besiegers were going to stop the leak by cutting us off from the boilers. "Take your whirl at the Inventions, this time Daddy!" I urged. "When there wasn't a single dry spot left in that shaft house. I venture to say that Daddy and I and the dog ran a full mile trying to get out of range of that demoniacal sozzle-maehino, but there wasn't a corner of the place that it couldn't, and didn't, reach. During the night the scoundrels had laid a pipe line from the pump in the boiler shed alongside of our prison fortress; this with an upright exten sion on the business end of It. At the top of the sandpipe stem there was an elbow with a short joint of pipe screwed into it to point our way; and on the end of this nozzle there was a piece of rubber hose. Under the jerky Impulses of the pump strokes this flex ible extension of the nozzle flopped up and down and around and side wise, like the nose of a patent lawn sprinkler; and there you are or there we were. "Oosh-to-Solomon !" Daddy splut tered, "we ain't on the water wagon we're spank inside of It! Are you re memberln, Stannie, that they can keep this gosh-durn thing up f'rever? All in the world they've got to do is to put a stick o' wood on the fire now and then ! Say, son ; they got us goln' and comin'; we ean't eat, and we can't Pleep.no more whatever!" "By heavens, I own those boilers, nnd if I could get a stick of dynamite under 'em, I'd fix the fellow that's fir lng 'em!" I shivered; and then the bright Idea was born. ".Say, Daddy, we can stop it!" I yelled; and Just then the water devU outside made an other fiendish flop and got me square ly In the face. But it didn't drown the bright Idea CHAPTER XV. High Explosives. The Idea was one which ought to have suggested itself much sooner. The steam supply pipe for driving the lIg centrifugals at the shaft-mouth came through the wall over our heads, In Another Minute There Wasn't a Single Dry Spot In the Shaft House. and it was the sight of this pipe, steaming even on the outside of its thick insulating jstcket of asbestos un der the wetting from the water jet, that had set me thinking. A spinning twirl of the engine throttle valve set our machinery In motion, and when I had thrown the purap clutch In, we crouched again In the least-wet corner to watch the index of the tell-tale steamgauge connected Into the supply pipe. We knew that the centrifugals were voracious steam-eaters; we had proved that when we were running them in the week-long test. I had a notion that maybe Bullerton had fired only cae of the battery of three boilers to they get this supply pipe cut out, we'I be in for another ducking and one that we can't stop." Daddy was shaking his head ant wringing the moisture and mud out of his beard. "Jerusalem-to-gosh, Stannic, we got to take a chance!" he muttered. "Any ways. I'd about as lief die as be drowned to death. We'll have to muss that blacksmith shop up and get it out o' the way, somehow. Gimme a matel out o' that tin box o' your'n if they ain't all soaked to a jiz-whizzlln' sop.' I found the matches, which, luckily were still dry, and handed him one Before I fairly realized what he was 'oing to do, he had taken one of the dynamite cartridges out of its bucket hiding place, and was splitting the fuse with his poeketknife. "Open that there door into the shop," he commanded: and when I obeved mechanically, out went the bomb, fiz zing and sputtering, to land in a heap of serap Iron piled on the farther side of the stone-built forge. The sight of it smoking and spitting sparks in the heap of scrap haJf hypnotized me. guess, for I stood gaping at it, with the door held open, until Daddy Hiram jerked me away, slammed the door and yelled to me to help him bar it. We had barely time to get the door closed and fastened with the heavy wo-eden bar and to throw ourselves flat on the floor behind the hoisting machinery before the crash came. As I have previously said, the blacksmith shop was a rather flimsy, shed-like affair, roofed with corrugated iron, and it seemed to us as if broken tim bers and pieces of sheet metal were raining down for a full minute after the blast went olT. The shock to everything in the vicin ity was, of course, tremendous and the stout old shaft-house itself rocked and swayed like a tree in a hurricane. But the walls still stood intact, and when we got up and peeped through a hole which a piece of the flying scrap had torn In the door, we could see what we had done. It was a-plenty. The blacksmith shop had disap peared, leaving nothing but a scatter ing of wreckage. The heavy anvil had been thrown from its block and the forge looked as if a giant had kicked it. Out by the boiler-shed a rack of cordwood had been toppled over and under it a man was struggling to free himself. When he saw the imprisoned enemy that mild-mannered, soft-spoken old soldier that I was shut up with would have opened the door and shot the struggler if I hadn't stopped him. This blowing up of the shop settled the shower-bath business for us def initely. With the Impediment out of the way we had a clear view on this third side; could command the row of miners' cabins, as well as the boil ers in their open shed. When I got through persuading Daddy Hiram that we couldn't afford to murder the wounded, the fellow who had been wrestling with the woodpile had made his exit and there was nobody in sight. Shortly afterward a bullet. fired from somewhere in the forest background, whanged upon our roof, and there were several to follow; but aside from punching a few more holes in the Iron they did no harm. Looks like the 'Hercules' Is the one thing they're most skeered of," said Daddy, with his queer little stuttering chuckle. "ow maybe they'll leave us have time to get ourselves dried out a mite." Totting up the results of the shower- bath we'd had, a bread famine prom sed to be the worst of them. The few cans of beans, tomatoes and peaches the campers stanaoys were un hurt, of course, and the muddled bacon could be washed with water drawn from the flooded shaft. But the flour in Its sack was merely a blob of paste and was beyond redemption and the cornmeal was the same. In view of the results I wondered If Bullerton hadn't shrewdly calculated upon wash ing our commissary out of existence when he planned his overgrown lawn sprinkler. But maybe that was giving him credit for more ingenuity than he really had. Through what remained of the after noon the rifle firing continued, coming sometimes from one angle and some times from another, but always can nily from a safe distance and always under cover of the surrounding forest. Daddy Hiram, grimly optimistic, ex tracted a swallow or so of encourage ment out of the persistent pot-shooting. "Dunno , as you've ever noticed It, Stannie, but If you'll only let a hog alone long enough he'll shove himself under the bob-wire fence far enough to get caught," he said. "Charley Bul lerton, now; he's plum forgot that Tropia's less 'n five miles away "and that sound carries mighty long dis tances In these mountains la clear weather." i "What difference does that make?" I asked. "It may make a heap o' difference. Looks to me like somebody Buddy Fuller, 'r Jim Haggerty, the section boss, r some of 'era down yonder 'd begin a-wonderin', after a spell, what in tarnation all this here blastin and rifle-poppin' up on old Cinnabar is a P'intin' at and come and see." "Do you think the racket will carry that far?" "It sure will. One night afore Tro pia had gone as dead as she is now, a bunch o' eowpunch's got Into an argy ment at Blue-nose Bill's place and we heard the crackln and poppln' up here Jeanle and me like it was just over yonder in Greaser gulch." "Well?" said I, "if your nephew or any of the others hear it, what then?" As I asked the question one of the low-aimed shots tore through the side of the building, struck the iron frame of the hoist, flattened itself and dropped Into the old man's lap. Pick ing up the hot bit of lead to dandle it from hand to hand he went on much as if picking up bullets that were fired at him had been his daily recreation. "Curiosity killed the cat, Stanine, son. You let some one o' the folks down yonder in 'Tropia say, 'By gol I wonder what all that shootin's for?' and the next thing you know, some body'll be moggin' up here to find out." Along about dusk some member of the besieging party tried to make a re connaissance. I happened to be keeping the lookout on the cabin side of our fortress and saw a man dodgiug among the pines back of the house. When I reported to Daddy he took a snap shot at the place I pointed out to him and there was a wild yell and a stir in the J young pines as though a hog were gal loping through them. "Just to let 'em know that we're still alive and klckin'," said the old man, with another of his quavery chuckles. "I reckon maybe that's what they was aimin' to find out." Possibly it was. At all events, the rille fire stopped with the coming of darkness, and as we faced our second night of defense we had plenty of time to sit around and think and speculate upon what the outcome was going to be. Taking it all in all, it was the fan tastic humor of the thing that hit me hardest. Six short weeks earlier peo ple at home had been calling me all the hard names that fall to the lot of the idle ne'er-do-well ; a young chap with enough Inheritance money to keep him in ties and shoes and shirts and to buy gas for his car though that last asked for a good bit on the rising cost of gasoline and not enough to make life, or anything connected there with, very much worth while. Also these same people were saying behind my back, of course, but there were always plenty of them to repeat the saying to my face that I was good stock gone to seed, would never amount to a hill of beans in anything that asked for initiative or resource fulness, or primitive rough stuff of any sort; that I was due to go on dolling myself up and playing skittles to the Mid of the chapter which would prob- alby stage itself in an asylum for the feelJe-minded. Also, again, at that same time, which was six weeks or six thousand years ago, I was en gaged to Lisette ; with mighty little prospect of marrying her, to be sure, but with no thought of marrying any body else. And now ... I looked around at the shadowy walls of the grim old Cin nabar shaft-house, looming darkly and till dripping, tick, tack, from their early-afternoon mud bath ; felt my sog gy clothes; stared across at Daddy Hiram sitting backed up against the hoist with his legs jackknifed and his hands locked over his knees; it was a grotesque pipe-dream ; there was no other name for it. I broke out In a laugh that was a bellow. "Split it up, Stannie," urged the old man dryly. "I allow you ain't goin to be close-fisted enough to keep a good joke all to yourself In no such a hoe down as this." "I'll try," I said, and did it the best I knew how, giving him some idea of the life I had lived and its earth wide, abysmal difference from the ex perience of the past six weeks. Silence for a time and then: "Book-learnin' arid good clothes and eatin' with a flat fork 'r all right, Stannie, but they don't make the man u'r the woman ; there'sot to be some thin' inside; sornethln' a heap bigger than any o' them things." "Quite so," I admitted. Another silence and at the end of It the old philosopher again: "You been sort o' sore about my Jeanie, since yesterday . . . She's been eatin' your gran-paw's bread, like nie, and you thought, and I thought, I- Mi ill I Stared Across at Daddy Hiram. that she might at least 've waited a little spell afore she run off with Char ley Bullerton. Maybe we've been jumpin' at things too sudden, Stannie. What made her ride 'way up yonder to Greater sidiu' to catch that train? And how come Charley Bullerton to marry her one day and be up here with his bunch o' gunmen by daybreak the nex' mornin'?" "Has Jeannie friends in Angels with whom she could be staying?" I asked. "Not a single soul. He'd a-had to leave her at the Chink's hotel; and that ain't no place for a woman, mar ried 'r t 'otherwise." "But supposing they didn't go to Angels?" "There ain't no other place they could go and .let him get back, as you might say, in the same day." "Say it all, Daddy." I prompted. . "There ain't much to say, Stannie. boy, 'ceptin' what I said afore, that maybe we'd been jumpin' at things sort o' blind-like. Jeanule's got a heap o' sense if I do say It as shouldn't and the whole gee-ripittin' thing, as we been puttin it up, ain't no more like her than winter's like dog-days." loooooooooocoocxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx) NO QUESTION ABOUT HER LOVE Having run the subject Into a cor- There appeared to be little enough ner we were both speechless for a lit- time for any defensive move. The as tie time and I think it was almost with phyxlatlng gas was coming stronger a sense of relief that we sprang alert I every moment, and any search for Its when the dog, hitherto sleeping quietly source seemed utterly hopeless. Yet at our feet," jumped up and ran to hold we went at it, coughing and choking. his nose at the threshold of the door I and stumbling over everything in the opening upon the dump head. I darkness, as a matter of course. After all It was Barney who (I honor CHAPTER XVI him with the human pronoun because he certainly deserved it) it was Bar- Burnt Matches. ney who showed us the devil's door- Following the dog to the door, we way. The red glow was now sending could neither see nor hear anything enough light through cracks and crev omg on outside, though Barney's ices and the bullet rippings overhead sniffings under the door and his low to make our inner darkness a degree growl warned us that something was or so less than Stygian. Missing the afoot, either on the dump head or in f dog for a moment at our common the partly wrecked cabin beyond, breathing hole, we saw him circling a While we were still peeping and peer- particular spot in the floor and snarl ing, each at his auger-hole and each lng at It as if it were something alive ready to take an offhand shot at any- At that we both remembered that thing that seemed suspicious, the si- the shafthouse floor was raised a foot lence of the mountain night was ripped or so from the rocky ledge on the and torn by the most hideous clamor down-mountain side, and that imaginable, arising, apparently, in the I space underneath was partly cabin or perhaps from the groving of Daddy pointed to the circling dog. irees just Denind it. me racKTt was "Barney's got it!" he panted. deafening; comparable to nothing that "They've run their chimney up under Id ever heard; a magnified orchestra- the floor!" Then: "Where in Sam tion, so to speak, of the pandemonium Hill did you leave that ax? made by a crowd of country boys The ax was near at hand and I ran serenading a newly married pair with for It. Holding my breath I began to tin pans and such-like noise-making chop madly at the floor planking. Bv implements. this time the nir "What in the name o' Joab!" stut- was impossible to breathe it. and after ! tered Daddy Hiram. "Beckon tliem a few blows I had to drop the ax and gosh-dummed pirateers 've gone-plum' run to the breathing gap. Daddy took loony?" I his cue instnntlv. snatching nn tt.e n-r 'Wait, I qualified, and I had to as I flung it down and hacking awav shout to make myself heard. "There'll as long as he could hold his breath, be more to follow. This is only the When he was forced to make a bolt curtain-raiser." for the life-savinsr bole In the door. T But my guess appeared to be no ran in again; thus got a couple of the good. For quite some little time we floor planks loose and pried them out. crouched, guns at the ready, prepared in the space beneath the open to repei me as.-auit wnicn we natural- cracked floor we found Bullerton's ly supposed would l.e made under chimney end; an old discarded boiler cover of the distracting racket. But flue, it seemed to be. leading nn from there was no assault, though the mean- the bench below. From iine.irrl-.in- Ingless clamor kept up without abate- the deadly thing to muzzling it with Illent. nns rtf rmr w-ot- hit o nl.-nt i,-.o i - - w.. i , , v i 1 tun n to no i ia; l.y the time we were beginning to breathless work of onlv a minute or grow a trifle hardened to it the clamor two: and with the ms-nmin tim shut stopped as abruptly as it had begun off. the air in the shafthouse soon be- and the silence which succeeded was came bearable again, the hole we had exen more oeaiening man tne noise chopped through the floor serving as had been. While I fancied 1 could see dim figures stealing down the road more or less permanent, and uh goes into the paving, which eventually wear out? This question is answered fi: statistics compiled bv the h-:r. public roads of the Unite i s-.;r, partment of Agriculture ,.n pleted federal-aid roads. i::v..;v: d'H miles of read, at a tetal e ?ll:.o o e . f t; ,. t e:;,i a s:, cent went into grading. 14 j ;.: Into structure. 2 per cent i:.t ing. and o per cent for er.g::w These are the average t:g::r- :" whole of the United Stat, s bur is considerable variation in d.: sect ions. In the Middle A!h;n':o ? a here grading is not h ay and tmst be built for heavy trn.n'U ost of the paving ri-e to To p mil the grading and structures i io per cent and 'J per cent, re-: r In the Mountain states the em is very different, nnn ! o vork being new construction i envy grading, nnd the h I-..rt tauy tn v. i h J - Daily Routine of Married Woman, De scribed by Herself. Surely Suffi cient to Prove It. Here is a sample of why one woman Is too busy to be unhappily married, as she writes it herself: "At 7:30 o'clock breakfast Is on the table. Dad is ready, but where is the school girl? 'Dad, you go on and eat; I have to get that child ready for school.' She is standing on one foot, holding her stocking in her hand. " 'Mother, if we caught a bluebird could we catch a bluebird, mother?' "'Yes, dear; now lace up your shoe while I brush your hair.' "We could give it to Dorothea; she has a cage.' " 'Honey, hurry up. You will be late. " 'Well, I want to catch a bluebird. " 'Now, darling, brush your teeth while I fry daddy's eggs.' " 'Did you brush your teeth? "'Do I have to?' "'Of course. Do you want to be ugly?' " 'Won't I get to go to parties if I am ugly?' " No ; but for goodness sake come to breakfast. " 'Mother, dad cries, 'come and eat with me.' "'I simply can't. -dad. See that this child gets something fnside her, will you? I have to dress little sister. She's up now.' "After dad and the school girl go, sister ds made ready for breakfast. Mother puts the Iron on to heat. Sis ter will not eat her cereal, and mother has to feed her. The Iron gets too hot. While it Is cooling mother puts the vacuum cleaner to work on the living room. She makes the beds. She cleans the house. She irons, until 11.30. She hurries to get lunch. She rushes to finish a pair of bloomers. , She makes buttonholes while the oven heats. She makes a pie while sister practices on the piano. She gets dinner. She watches small sis ter playing. She shoos home whooping - coughing child and rescues the piano from an apple core. She never wonders if her husband loves her. She is too busy. She loves him or she would never, never, never mend his sox." Unwritten Law of Hospitality. No less binding than the IJippo crntic oath, taken by physicians on en tering their profession, promising never to divulge any secrets obtained through their practice as physicians, Is the great unwritten law of hospi tality that makes it obligatory on the host or hostess or members of the host's household, to respect the per sonality of all those who tarry within their gates. Recounting peculiari ties or petty faults of our neighbors and acquaintances is at best a mean way of diverting ourselves and our friends though it Is something that we all do at some time or other but when the persons about whom we gossip are our guests, or the infor mation we have about them was de rived when they were our visitors, our conduct Is beneath contempt. Dances Borrowed From Birds. Like the art of song, that of the dance Is employed by many birds pri marily In the courtship of the female. The biggest bird of all the ostrich is a most Indefatigable dancer, par ticularly enjoying the waltz. The moor cock is another dancing bird, from which the peasants of upper Bavaria have borrowed their famous "flat shoe dance," or clog dance. Head Work. Mrs. Woodpecker Come get on the job I You've got a lot of drilling and excavating to do on our new home. Her Mate Ilave a heart! Think I can work with this headache Tve got this morning T that led to the bench below, I heard Daddy say : "Now, what in the name o' .Tehoiachim " He had turned away from his peep hole and I could sense, rather than see. that he was rubbing his eyes. Then I realized that upon me, also, a sudden blindness had fallen ; the interior of the shafthouse had become as dark as the inside of a pocket. The effect was so stupefying that It took both of us a minute or so to understand that some change as yet undelinable had been wrought either in us or In our surroundings during the noisy in terlude. "Great Jehu !" exclaimed the old man though he was within arm's reach I could make him out only as a dim shadow "Great Jehu ! I 1 b'lieve I'm goin' blind. Stannie! I I can't see nothin' a-tall !" "Don't worrj ," I hastened to say ; "I'm in the same boat. We've been looking too long and steadily through those auger-holes. It'll pass in a min ute." But it didn't pass and presently the voice of my old side partner came asraln out of the darkness. "P'raps it's cloudin up some," he suggested in a half-whisper. T can't see no stars through them windows." At this I looked toward the window openings, but the Interior blackness had blotted them out completely. Al most Instinctively I turned back to the door and put an eye to a loophole. One glance was enough. The trouble, whatever it might be, was with us and not with the sky. The stars were shining as brightly as ever. "Don't move. Daddy," I cautioned, and then groped my way along the wall and climbed to the top of our earth-sack breastwork at a point which I guessed to be under the nearest of the two windows. When I drew myself up and tried to thrust a hand through the opening the mysterious darkness was ex plained. The window embrasures were stopped up, both of them, on the out side by something that felt like a heavy canvas curtain, though how the curtain was held in place I could not determine. But it was firmly braced in some way. With all the purchase I could get which wasn't much I couldn't dislodge it or push it aside. Making my way back to the door I told Daddy what I had found. "Huh!" he said; "that old tarpaulin that was out yonder In the ore shed. How d'ye reckon they got It there, Stannie?" "It's hoisted on a framework of some kind, and they did It while we were rubbering and trying to find out what all that noise was about." We were not kept very long in doubt as to what the next enemy move was to be. With the cessation of the tom tom clatter the collie had grown curi ously restless. We couldn't see him. but we could hear him j-unnlng from post to pillar, sniffing at the cracks and occasionally giving a whining growl. Iresently he began to cough and sneeze; then he came racing back to us, flattening himself to hold his nose to the crack under the door and taking long breaths as If he were half stifled. I stooped to pat him and Im mediately Imagined I was smelling burning sulphur matches. "Get down here, Daddy, and smeli this dog!" I whispered. "Is It old fashioned matches, or what?" One sniff was all that the old man needed. Gosh-to-gee-whlz brimstone !" he choked; "them devils are smokln' us out ! That's why they .stopped up them windov holes; so we couldn't get any alrr - An Improved Road in the Rocky M obtains. of surface is nt ne essary. group of states the est of amounted to 'X per cent, strm per cent and paxing 42 per o- a ventilator through which the cool, crisp night air came rushing in a re vivifying blast. Our first care, after a prolonged silence led us to believe that the raid ers had withdrawn to study up some fresh scheme for getting rid of us, waa to get a bar and pry our txx-o doors open so that the breeze might blow through and air the place out a bit. Closing and barring the doors after the sulphur stench had been reduced to a mere match-box odor, we estab lished our nlght-xvatch. Daddy Hiram taking the first trick under a solemn promise to call me at the end of a couple of hours. This time he behaved better, rousing me a little before mid night, lie reported everything quiet, j H"w large is tne ave: and pointed to the sleeping dog as exi- j how fat d.es it travel? donee that there were no intruders I and others of inter.-t within smelling distance. "Been that-axvay ever since you turned in," he said, meaning, as I took it, that the dog had been resting easy. In t! TRAFFIC CENSUS OF IflUCKS Information as to Speed and 6 ze cf Average Vehicle Obtained in New England. and timers the hi. r: i i : i r wmmm& I ot sxvered bx- in recent tra!?:.e -eii.t: reati of puM:V r Department of Ar the mo-st tra ' l-airlnnd. The e.-n 4.' per cent oft! capacity or 1 and tons 2'2 ami o tons ; per cent of the than o tons c;ii On a level s xvhich th tr t mi : u ere ity. stretch of To eel Of motor -C1 1;..- i xvas timed, it xxas found t'.u n: r- t rucks traveled at a speed of n. :' an hour than at any th-r rate. 'IT .r- ty-seven per cent traveled ?-.:' nn hour or faster, line driver said be xvas in a there, xvas found to be speed of 45 miles an !; tr i . TREES FOR STATE HIGHWAYS I f Pit I Daddy Took His Cue Instantly. "Tou can just keep an eye on Barney. If anything goes to stirrin', he'll know it afore you will." Nothing did stir; and after Daddy had gone to wrap himself in his damp blankets, I had my work cut out for me keeping axvake ; In fact, I shouldn't want to sxxear that I was fully awake during all of the one hundred and txventy minutes that my gentry-go last ed. No matter about that. Bullerton during my watch; and when I turned the fortress over to Daddy at two o'clock I was able to pass the "all quiet" report back to him and go to the blankets with an easy conscience. I had Just dropped asleep, as it seemed to me though In reality I had slept like a log for more than two hours when Daddy Hiram came , to shake me awake. "Sornethln' doln'," he announced quietly, and when I sat up I saw that the collie was moving uneasily from one door to the other, stopping now and then to stand motionless with his ears cocked and his head on one side: "Barney hears something," I ven tured; and a moment later Daddy broke In : "Huh! It's plain enough for my old ears, now; It's a wagon comin' acros? the bench." (TO BE CONTINUED.) If Planted 50 or GO Feet Ap-srt Will Not Harm Roads and W Add Pleasure. The Minnesota fores ry .:' in the capitol at Sr. l'anl i- ; nut trees for j.lanii;- on t'.e ! ways of Msnneota. T)c p!:;r. thee state highways with mental or fruit trees should le al once. If the road is pro; . : i v .-s so that it drains wen and t;... rr-- set C0 or (V) feet apart t!.-y xx ; harm the roads in the i-.;-! an ! v add much to the pleasure : along them In t!. future !. l Cady, associate pr -r of hTt:. Cure, University Farm.. Fa;:'. Big Program ir. New Mexico. The state highway e..m:ai-;-.-i in New Mexico has launched a big road building program xvith six n-w eral aid projects, one to r,,c -707.02. a second to cost 1 " ' 7. a third $r.H.;t;2.S7, the fourth $11 '.. 7:i. a fifth $G0,S44.49 und the sixth 74-191.47. Best Use of Funds. The states can do better er to themselves and tie country time than by Uain their nwii f for actual construction. for Contracts in Or-etm. Tie Oregon state highxray com skm awarded 'contracts recently 17.3 miles of highxvay, xrith a three Inch aspbaltic concrete hae and a two-inch asphaltlc concrete xveiring surface. Tractor Equipment Best. Owing to the Immense saving in tim and labor with a reduction in final cot, the construction of roads by uiean of tractor 'equipment Is far ahead of the old method of using horse-drawn equipment.