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Office State luk IciUiaf Kendrick, Idaho. KENDRICK LODGE NO. 26. A. F. <EL A. M. Meets every second and last Thursday of the month E. W. Urta.W. M. A. V. Dunkln, Secretary. RegularJMealsJ 40c ShortJOrdera all day Prompt Service I Lunches Served Any 'lun^ " |Mrs. Minnie McDowell N R. Shepherd The Auctioneer TROY, IDAHO. BLACKSMITH First class work done Years of Experience Wm. Meyer KENDRICK. IDAHO Barber Shop Courteous Treatment Satisfaction Guaranteed William R.orfers WAGNER'S GARAGE HASSLER SHOCK ABSORBERS The proper equipment for all Ford cars and trucks. Autos Repaired or Overhauled Oxy Acetylene Welding and Lathe Work Charges Reasonable] All work is guaranteed Terms Cash ms Residence Phone 720] Kendrick Dray] and Ice Co. Frank Chamberlain, Prop. AU CTIONE ER Mr. F armer: If you are going to sell and desire my services see me for dates early as 1 sell nearly every day during the sale season. Am now located at Pull man, Wash. Telephone No. 7 Col. Chas. E. WalKs A. H. OVERSMITH Attorner-at-Law Urquharl Buildinc Third Street Moscow, Idaho Dr. S. A Roe Practice Limited to Diseases of the Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Glasses Fitted * Office Over Beach's Store LEWISTON. IDAHO WEBSTER '-MAN'S MAN Peter B. Kyne Author of "Cappy Rieka," "The Valley of the Giants," Etc. Cuw i i d W VrWiirit tin CHAPTER II.—At Denver Webster re ceives a tetter from Billy Geary, lila clos est friend. Geary urges him to come to Sobrante, Central America, to finance and develop a mining claim. He decides to go. CHAPTER III. — Dolores Ruey, the young woman Webster befriended, and who has made a deep Impression on him, as he has on her, Is also on the way to Sobrante. (Chapter IV Continued) For two months he nan existed en tirely because of the leniency of Moth er Jenks In the matter of credit. He could not pay her cash, devoutly as he hoped to do some day, and he consid ered It of the most vital Importance that In the Interim he should some how survive. Therefore, In lieu of cash he paid her compliments, which she snapped up greedily. An Inventive genius was Billy. He never employed the same defensive tactics two days In succession, and when personal flattery threatened to fall him, a large crayon reproduction of the late Henry Jenks, which hung over the back bar, was a never-falling source of inspiration. Tills was the "sainted 'Enery" pre viously referred to by Mother Jenks. He had been a sergeant In Her Brit tanlc Majesty's Royal Horse artillery, and upon retiring to the reserve had harkened to a proposition to emigrate to Sobrante and accept a commission as colonel of artillery with the gov ernment forces then In the throes of a revolutionary attack. The rebels had triumphed, and as a result 'Enery had been sainted via the customary ex peditious route; whereupon his wife had had recourse to her early profes sion of barmaid, and El Buen Amigo had resulted. However, let us return to our sheeps, as Mr. Geary would have ex pressed It. Seemingly the effect of Billy's compliment was Instantly evi dent, for Mother Jenks set out two glasses and a bottle. "I know yer a trtfler, Willy Geary," she simpered, "but if I do s'y It as shouldn't, I was accounted as 'and some a barmaid as you'd And In Bris tol town. I've lost my good looks, what with grief an' worritin' since losln' my sainted 'Enery, but I was 'andsome oncet." "I can well believe It. Mother— since yon are handsome still ! For my part," he continued confidentially, as with shaking hand he filled his hrnndy glass. "you'll excuse this drunkard's drink. Mother, hut I need It; 1 had the shakes again last night--for my part, I prefer the full-blown rose to the bud." Mother Jenks fluttered like a debu tante ns she poured her drink. They touched glasses, calloused worldlings that they were. He tossed off his drink. It warmed and strengthened him, after his night of chills and fever, and brazenly he re turned to the attack. "Changing the subject from feminine grace and charm to nmnly strength and virtue, I've been marking lately the resolute poise of your martyred husband's head on his fine military shoulders. There was a man. If I may Judge from his photograph, that would light a wildcat." * "Oh, m'ybe 'e wouldn't !" Mother Jenks hnsteneil to declare. "You know, Willie. I was present w'en they shot 'Ini, a-waltln' to claim 'Is body. 'E kisses me good-bye, an' says 'e: 'Brace up, ol' girl. Remember your 'ushand's been a sergeant In 'Er Majesty's Royal 'Orse artillery, an' don't let the bloody blighters see yer cry.' Then 'e walks out front, with 'Is fine straight back to the wall, draws a circle on 'Is blue tunic with white chalk an' says: 'Shoot at that, yer yeller-bellled bounders, an' be d-d to yer !' " "To be the widow of such a gallant son of Mars," Billy declared, "Is a greater honor than being the wife of a duke. Ah, Mother," he added with a note of genuine gratitude and sin cerity. "you've been awfully good to me. I don't know what I'd have done without you." He laid his hand on her fat arm. "Mother, one of these days I'll get mine, and when I do I'm going to stake you to a nice little pub back In Bristol." She smiled at him with motherly tenderness and shook her head. In a concrete niche In the mortuary of the Catedral de la Vera Cruz the bones of her sainted 'Enery reposed, and when her hour came she would lie be side him. "Yer a sweet boy, Willie." she told him, "an' I'd trust yer for double the score, s'help me. 'Evlng knows I *nven't much, but wot I 'ave I shares Treely with them I likes." Mother Jenks preceded him Into the shady side of the veranda, where or dinarily she was wont to breakfast In solitary state. Her table was set for two this morning, however. Billy flipped an adventurous coekroneh off the table and fell to with flne appetite. He was dallying with a special brew of coffee, with condensed milk to It. when the Jamaica negro entered from the cantina to announce Don Juan Cafetero with a cablegram. "A cablegram !" Mother Jenks cried. "Cord's truth ! I'll wager the pub It's for you, Willie. Bob"—turning to the negro, and addressing him In her own private brand of Spanish—"give Don Juan a drink, If 'e 'asn't helped 'Imself while yer back Is turned, an' bring the cablegram 'ere." Within the minute Boh returned with a long yellow envelope, which he handed Mother .Tenks. Without so much as a glance at the superscrip tion. she handed It to Billy Geary, who tore It open and read : "Los Angeles, Cal., U. S. A., August 10. 1913. "Henrietta Wilkins. Calle de Con cordia. No. 19, Buenaventura,' So brante, C. A. "Leaving today to visit you. Will cable from New Orleans exact date arrival. DOLORES." The shadow of deep dlsappolnUurtit settled over Billy's face ns he read. Mother Jenks noted It instantly. "Wot's 'e got to s'y. Willie?" she de manded. "It Isn't a he. It's a she," Billy re plied. "Besides, the cablegram Isn't for me at all. It's for one Henrietta Wilkins, Calle de Concordia, No. 19, and who the devil Henrietta Wilkins may be Is a mystery to me. Ever have any boarder by that name. Mother?" Mother Jenks' red face had gone white. " 'Endetta Wilkins was my maiden nyme, Willie," she confessed soberly, "an' there's only one human as 'ud cable me or write me by that nyme. Gord, Willie, wot's 'appened?" "Til read It to you. Mother." Billy read the message aloud, and when he had finished, to his nmaze ment. Mother Jenks laid her head ou the table and began to weep. CHAPTER V. Without quite realizing why he did so, Billy decided that fear and not grief was at the bottom of the good creature's distress, and In his awk ward, masculine way he placed his arm around Mother Jenks' shoulders, shook her gently, and hade her remem ber that chaos might come and go again, but he, the said William Geary, would remain her true and steadfast friend In any and all emergencies that might occur. "Gor' bless yer heart. Willie," Moth er Jenks sniffled. "I dunno wot In 'ell yer ever goin' to think o' me w'en I tell wot I've been up to this past fif teen year." "Whatever you've been up to, Moth er, It wns a kind and charitable deed —of that much I am certain." Billy replied loftily and—to his own sur prise—sincerely. "As Gord Is my Judge. Willie, It started out thnt w'y." moaned Mol her Jenks, and she squeezed Billy's hand ns if from that yellow, shaking mem ber she would draw aid and comfort. " 'Er nyme Is Dolores Ruey. 'Er fa ther was Don Ricardo Buev, presi dent av this blasted 'ell on earth w'en me an' my sainted 'Enery flyst come to Buenaventura. 'E was too good for the yeller-bellied beggars; 'e tried to do somethink for them an* run the L. The Sainted 'Enery** Gallant Dash. government on the square, an' they couldn't hunderstand, all along o' 'svin' been kicked an' cuffed by a long line of bloody rotters. Il was Don Ricardo as gives tuy sainted 'Knery 'la commission as colonel in the hartll lery. "You've 'eSrd me tell." Mother Jenks cootinned, " 'ow the rebels got I 'arf a dozen ^lamerirau gunner*— ne- } nerters from Ute navy—an' blew | 'finery's battery to bits; 'ow the gov ernment forces fell back upon Buena ventura, an' as 'ow w'en the dorgs be gun to wonder If they mightn't lose, they quit by the 'und red* an* went over to the rebel side, leavin' Don Ricardo an' 'Enery an* m'ybe fifty o* the gentry In the palace. In course they fought to a finish ; 'rlstocrata, nil of them, they 'ad to die flgbtln' or facin' a firin' squad." Billy nodded. He had heard the tale before. Including the recital of the sainted 'Enerv's gallant dash from the blazing palace In an effort to save Don Ricardo's .only child, a girl of seven, and of his capture and subsequent execution. "That ended the revolution,'' Moth er Jenks contlnuued. "But 'ere's some* think I've never told a livin' soul. Shortly before 'Enery was hexecuted. 'e told me where 'e'd 'Id the youngster —In a culvert out on the Malecon ; so I 'Ired a four-wheeler an' went out an' rescued the pore Iamb. I 'Id 'er until the harrlval jo' the next fruit steamer, w'en I shipped 'er to New Orleans In care o' the stewardess. Hl 'ad 'er put In the Catholic convent there, for as 'Enery said : * 'Enrietta, keep an eye on the little nipper, an' do yer damndest to see she's raised a lydy. 'Er father was a gentleman, an' you never want to forget 'e made you Mrs. Colonel Jenks.' So 0l've made a lydy out o' her, Willie: education, planner lessons, paintin', slngln', an' deport mlnt. After she graduated from the convent, I 'ad her take a course in the Uniwerslty o' California—New Or leans wasn't 'ealthy for 'er, an' she needed a chynge o' climate—an' for the last two years she's been teachln' In the 'igh school in Los Angeles." "And you haven't seen her In all these years?" Geary demanded. "Not a look. Willie. She's been aft er me ever since she graduated from the convent to let her come 'ome an* wlslt me. but Hl've told 'er to wyte— that I'd be cornin' Soon to wlslt her. An' now, s'help me, she won't wait no longer ; she's cornin' to wlslt me ! Gori Willie, she's on her w'y!" "So this cablegram would Indicate.' Geary observed. "Nevertheless. Moth er. I'm at a loss to know why you should feel so cut up over the Im pending visit." There was real fear In Mother Jenks' tear-dimmed eyes. "I cawn*t let 'er see me." she walled. "I wasn't this w'y w'en my sainte«] 'Enery hen trusted the lamb to me; It wasn't until nwfter they hexecuted 'Enery that I commenced to slip—an' now look at me. Look at me, Willie Geary ; look at me, I s'y. Wot do yer see? Aw, don't tell me I'm young an' 'andsome, for I know wot I am. I'm a frowsy, drunken, disreputable haggage, with no heducatlon or nothlnk. All along, hevér since she learned to write me a letter. I've been 'Enrietta Wilkins to 'er, an' Mother Jenks to every beach combin' beggar in the Caribbean tropics. I've lied to 'er, Willie. I've wrote 'er as 'ow 'er fawther, before '* died, give me enough money to hedu cate 'er like a lydy—" Again Mother Jenks' grief overcame her. "Gori, Willie, I ain't respectable. She's cornin' to see me—an' I cawn't let 'er. She mustn't know 'ow I got the money for 'er heducatlon—sellin' Vll-fire to a pack of rotten dorgs an' consortin' with the scum of this stink In' 'ole! Oh Willie, you've got to 'elp me. I cawn't 'ave 'er cornin' to El Buen Amigo to see me. an' I cawn't ruin 'er reputation by callin' on 'er In public at the 'Orel Mateo. Oh, Gori. Willie. Mother's come, a cropper. Willie agreed with her. He patted the sinful gray head of his landlady and waited tor her to regain her com posure. the while lie rncked his agile brain for a feasible plan to fit the emergency. "Slie been picturin' me In 'er mind all these years, Willie—picturin' a fraud," walled Mother Jenks. "If she sees me now, wot a shock she'll get, pore sweetheart—an' 'er the spirtin' himage of a hangel. And oh, Willie, while sba don't remember wot 1 leered like, think o' the shook if she meets me! In 'er luwst letter she said us 'ow I wns the only hanchor she Imd lu life. Ho, yes. A sweet-lookin' hanchor I am—an' Hi was 'opin' to die before she found hout. I've got a hanuerism in my 'eart, Willie, so the surgeon on the mall boat tells me, an' w'en I go, I'll go like—that!" Mother Jenks snapped her cigarette-stained fingers. I'm fifty-seven, Willie, an' since my sainted 'Enery passed away, I 'aven't been no bloomin' hangel." She wrung her hands. "Oh, w'y in 'ell couldn't them harteries 'ave busted in time to save my lamb the 'umiliatin' knowledge that she's be'oUlln' to the likes o' me for wot she'* got—an' 'ow I got It for 'er." Billy Geary had • bright idea. "Well," he said, "why not die—tem porarily—If you feel that way about It? You could come hack from the grave after she's gone." But Mother Jenks shook her head. "No," she declared. "While Dolores is self-supportin' now, still, if anythlnk 'appened an' she was to need 'elp, 'elp is somethin' no ghost can give. I Think again, Willie. Gor, lad, w'ere's yer brains?" (To be continued) To Remove Lead In a Gunbarrel. Chemically pure and strong nitric i acid will dissolve the lead and not attack the metal of a gunbarrel unless I »he add becomes diluted with ■ little ! water. To remove the arid, pour all of It out and wipe the gun dry with I • rag soaked In olive or cotton seed j oil. Do not get the acid on the hand* 1 or clothing. If, by chance, this bap ! pens, wash It off Immediately with i water and then with some weak alkali. Happy Hallowe'en for the Young Folks The young folks are intensely interested in the observance of Hallowe'en because the event always provides plenty of fun. We have everything in Hallowe'en goods such as . .Candy, Novelties. Curd*. Decorations. Favors, etc. Let the little folks come in and see our display of new Hallowe'en Goods The Shop that Has it First The Red Cross Pharmacy Heating Stoves For Coal - For Wood and Combination Stoves Stove boards, stove pipe Elbows, fire shovels, pokers Flue stops, coal hods a We Order Repairs for Any Stove ■■ &/>e F armers Hardware Company Money Makes Money Interest on investment is the source of surest income. Money worKs 24 hours a day and seven days a weeK. More people made inde are pendent by than by saving slaving England has invested to wonderful advantage Ev statistics show year ery England that buys more other from countries than sells them she But inter to Investments does est not on show in the statistical tables That is why England is rich. Money placed in a savings banh is an in vestment safe and sure MaKe yourself independent One Dollar Starts an Accounts Kendrick State Bank Kendrick, Idaho