The Rice belt journal., October 18, 1907, Image 2

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A TALL OF THE OLD WEST
II ikA Y LEON WILSON ,i`l : ýiPLNDS
CHAPTER XXXVII.
The Gentile Carnes Off H;s Spoil.
H la f :a : l I I.  r', t . 1Ta, l the
sound elt ti,!i - :.j \ .1. is. .' ,I .
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f(11 'lh 't i. l e I , Z tfo rrll w}l II q l \ .n
fro I 11, !.'ht ' \:.s -' t1 it
nc h~,\ ;1ri 0 hr; I ;, 1 l,-l.ll }t- ll l It.. iill,"V
to ihe I'sliip S1'or w, ti l, iit. tit(-y' callee
the il :tilt!l' it " T utIhi . 'l'}I e two
oitiers' li'e hai l seen in .AtataloI, but he
did not know Ih,,ir .mes.
lie lg i u ip i anlid ev'Int h'(rwartlld wh'l'
the wauo'(i stopped, leaning c(asually
on the u hceal.
"lie's already dead, hut yeou can
help eti bury himt as sM.on as I get
my wife lit of ithe \wa.y ari' 0uunl that
oak hush--I se'e yt, v' rtught along
a spade."
The letn in the wa;on looked at
each other, alidhl then chmei d slowly
out.
"Now who could 'a' left that there
spade in the wagon?" bhegat the \Vild
Ram of the Moutintaillns. a luook of per
plexity clouding his inaenious face.
The Entr iatur i' of 'ruth was less
disposed for idle talk.
"Who did you say youd get out of
the way, young tani"
"My wife, Mrs. Hael Follett."
"Meaning P'rudenee Rtae'
"Meaning her that was Prudence
Rae."
"Oh!"
The ruddy-faced bishop scanned the
horizon with a ldreatly. speculative
eye, turning at length to his compan
tons.
"We better get to this burying," he
said.
"Wait a min e.," said Follett.
They saw him go to Prudence, raise
her from the ground, put a saddle
blanket over his arm, and lead her
slowly up the road around a turn that
,took them beyond a clump of the oak
brush.
"It won't do!" said Wricht, with a
meaning glance at Entablature of
Truth, qullt as If hie had divined his
thought.
"I'd like to know why not?" retorted
this good man, aggressively.
"Because times has cnanged; this
ain't '57."
"It'll almost do itself," Insisted
Snow. "What say, Glines?" and he
turned to one of the others.
"Looks all right," answered the man
addressed. "By heck! but that's a
purty saddle he carries!"
"What. say, Taggart?"
"For God's sake, no, Bishop! No
I got enough dead faces looking at
me now from this place. I'm ha'nted
into hell a'ready, like he said he was
ylsterday. By God! I sometimes
think I'll have my ears busted and my
eyes put out to git away from the
bloody things!"
"Ho! Scared, are you? Well, I'll
do it myself. You don't need to help."
"Better let well enough alone,
Brother Warren!" interposed Wright.
"But It ain't well enough! Think of
that girl going to a low cuss of a Gen
tile when Brigham wants her. Why,
think of letting such a critter get
away, even if Brigham didn't want
her!"
"You know they got Brother Brig
ham under indictment for murder now,
account of that Aiken party."
"What of it? He'll get off."
"That he will, but it's because h's
Brigham. You ain't. You're just a
south country bishop. Don't you
know he'd throw you to the Gentile
courts as a sop quicker'n a wink if he
got a chance-just like he'll do with
*old John D. Lee the minute George A.
broke between Lee and Brigham?"
"And maybe this cuss has got
friends," suggested Glines.
"Who'd know but the girl?" Snow
insisted. 'And Brother Brigham would
fix her all right. Is the houshold of
faith to be spoiJed?"
"Well, they got a railroad running
through It now," said Wright, "and a
telegraph, and a lot of soldiers. So
don't you count on me. Brother Snow,
at any stage of it now or afterwards.
I got a pretty sizable family that
would hate to lose me. Look out.
Here he comes."
Follett now came up, speaking in a
cheerful manner that nevertheless
chilled even the enthusiasm of the
good Bishow Snow.
"Now, gentlemen, Just by way of
friendly advice to you-like as not I'll
be stepping in front of some of you
in the next hour. But it isn't going
to worry me any, and I'll tell you
why. I'd feel awful sad for you all if
anything was to appen t o me-if the
Injuns got me, or I was took bad with
a chill, or a jack-rabbit crept up and
bit me to death, or anything. You
see, there's a train of 25 big J. Mur
phy wagons will be along here over
the San Brnardino trail. They are
coming out of their way,,almost any
time now, on purpose to pick me upr
1Fact is, my ears have been prickir g
up all morning to hear the old brill.
whips crack. There were 31 men in
;the train when they went down, and
there may be more coming back. It's
* train of Ezra Calkins, my adopted
la ii l , , . t I. .. . . t ,. , , ,r ,. . i.. . .. . l 1.
lihtir t rndl . Ant i i 't is i r , traititli
l'ret an all a that, that Ilht y woull tit
believe the trutlh that I had an acci
i nlt--not if yot stwore it on a stack
(t io th'lllion hitles tlipped off by thel
lift' (f Joe ' Smith. T ey'd a go right out
;and ihake . a.\i lol ltook 1 k,' whol
eavaivard of razor-hoot(d buffalo's had
,acetd lht(h an, ,l It h t, 'r it. .nit tilt
rest of the 2,100 m( lt Ii zra ('alk
ins' play itll would cl s lme nlei
around pest-erine you all with Win
chS-ters. T h ( ml ltak l youtl scrat(ch
grat,,l, sure!
'"Now. lets e to worli. I see youtt
hto awful (arit'le l a ut i tender ill I (e.
I 'll bet I don't :nt te'en a strained
ankle. Yo foilks get hit. anI I'11l
i show you where he said tli place was."
Tw hours later F"ollett cane run
ning back to where 'Prlttenc('e lay on
the saddle blanket in the warm morn
ing sun.
"The wagon traint is ceoming-hear
the whips? Now, look hi;e, why don't
we go right on with it, in one of the
big wagons? TheXy're coming hack I
light, and we can have a J. Murphy
that is bigger than a wholte lot of
I houses in this country. You don't
want to go back there, do you?"
She shook her head.
"No; it would hurt me to see it
now. I should be expecting to see him
at every turn. O, I couldn't stand
that-poor sorry little father'!"
"Well, then, leave it all: leave the
place to the wonmen. and good rid
(lance, and come off with me. I'11 send
one of the boys back with a pack mule
for any plunder you want to bring
away, and you needn't ever see the
place again."
Sihe nestled in his arms. feeling in
her grief the comfort of his tender
ness.
"Yes, lake me away now."
The big whips could be heard plain
ly, cracking like rifle shots, and short
ly came the creaking and hollow
rumbling of the wagons and the cries
of the teamsters to their six-mule
teams. There were shouts and calls,
snatches of song from along the line,
then the rattling of harness, and in a
cloud of dust the train was beside
thenm, the teamsters sitting with
rounded shoulders up under the bowed
covers of the big wagons.
A hail came from the rear of the
train, and a bronzed and bearded man
in a leather jacket cantered up on a
small pony.
"Hello, there, Rool! I'm whoopin'
glad to see you.
He turned the driver of the fore
most wagon.
"All right, boys! We'll make a lay
by for noon."
Follett shook hands with him heart
ily, and turned to Prudence.
"This is my wife, Lew. Prudence,
this is Lew Steffins, our wagon mas
ter."
"Shoo, now!-you young cub-mar
ried? Well, I'm right glad to see Mrs.
Rool Follett-and bless your h'eart, lit
tle girl!"
"Did you stop back there at the set
tlement?"
"Yes; and they said you'd hit the
pike abott dark last night, to chase
a crazy man. I told them I'd be back
with the whackers if 1 didn't find you.
I was afraid some trouble was on, and
here you're only married to the sweet
estng ing that ever-why, she's been
crying! Anything wrong?"
"No; never mind now, anyway.
We're going on with you, Lew."
"Bully proud to have you. There's
that third wagon-"
"Could I .'ide in that?" asked the
girl, looking at the big, lumbering con
Sveyance, doubtfully.
"It catrried 6,000 pounds of freight
to Los Angeles, little woman," an
swered Steffins, promptly, "and I
Sguess you to heft over 28 or 30 at the
outside. I'll have the box filled in
with spruce boughs and a lot of nice
bunch grass, and put some comforts
over that, and you'll be snug and
tidy. You won't starve, either, not
while there's meat running."
"And, say, Lew, shes got some stuff
back at that place. Let the extra hand
ride back with a packjack and bring
it on. She'll tell him what to get."
"Sure! Tom Callahan can go."
"And give us some grub, Lew. I've
hard'; had a bite since yesterday
mor sing."
,n hour later, when the train was
n< arly ready to start, Follett took his
n ife to the top of the ridge and
'howed her, a little way below them,
.the cedar at the foot of the sandstone
ledge. He stayed back, thinking she
would wish to be there alone. But
when she stood by the new grave she
looked up and beckoned to him.
"I wanted you by me," she said, as
he reached her side, "I never knew
how much he was to me. i wasn't
big and strong like other men, but
now I see that he was very dear and
more than I suspected. He was quiet
and always so kind-1 don't remember
that he was ever stern with me once.
And though he suffered from someo
great sorrow and froni sicknell ss. he
iev'"r c('o plainll ' Id, I ll.lide nollhi t even
admnit he w\as sick, and Ihe always
tried ito smile in that little way ho
lu , so ui'ltlie. toore , sorv'y littlO
i:t'E '--a~!i yil 'stI i rd:iy 111lot Il ' iof
tlIhem wollid 'be his rioend. It l k iIke
IIy hleart to -e lil lifie  t i '- wisfIull
when lih, tII f I' d theiri backif i on  ii .
foi r lithe Ulian: And s', h',r iis an
lli X t ,' : ill grown i oui oli il thi
,it:i', l.i' ll tlhio i )11 r i \ oLl aooth;
I til h, is t1: oi', h S l k'li hf(IIo ' 1'of. It
'l(ant! i ew ,sI5' e that l he al teI d tto
lis lh ink. oi or lf ittl h, .lL t '. l ll i:h4 '
oii, (at will ci lvt to be so n111011 to
the, l ' ! of the hi; 1'ia owniy n l a i ny
c '41 h fi t si'' ce 2 '1 ' iiWil. is tilatt lo g
I'lli ' ih ra: s, rild' c' lay at r tst,
hll'lrt Iy her irhi f. et suiutll h l by lher
lov , lher' ltio, i h, in a hirl iabout
Follett, ioun ld ill i y, I la ode be.
side' her v a-oll.
I hool, ' u frd'eid S tefiss.
"c'an't Leiw. I ain't .sl 'Ioe y. lin ttoo
tiisy thinkilg all thiat  r. rond I have
to watch olut for l l y little girl there.
oul can't tell what these lL'055s oniehat'
do."
"Ther t's :t n of s watchini t for
her now, young fetllw."
There'll h1 e 1 till we get lit of this.
nei"lhborhood, lIew."
I 1o lifted i lln the wat' ion co ver softly
a little aiter, al nd iund that i no s apt.
As they rode on, te S o Itls qellrttonled
hint.
"Did you maks e that surroulnd yoli
was going to make, lonl.'"
"No, Lew, I couldn't. Two of them
was already under, and, honest, I
cuildn' t have got the oither one any
more than youl could have shot your
kid that day he Una-ended the gravy
dish in your lap."
"That's right! I hope I never haveo
ofto kill anyone. Let' no matter how
much I got a right to. I reckon it al
ways leaves uneasy feelings in a
man s mind."
Eight dlays later a tall, bronzed
young oman with yellow hair and quick
blue eyes, in what an observant Btrit
ish tourist noted in his jour
nal as "the not unpicturesque
garb of a border ruffian,"
helped a dazedl but very pretty
young womnan on to the rear platform
of the Pullman car t otached to the
east-bound overland express at Og
den.
As they lingeareds on the platform
fore the train started they were hailed
and loudly cherod, averred the jourial
of this sane lriton, "by a crowd of
the outsaw's h oe anions, at least a
score and a half of most disreputa
ble-looking wretchesr unshaven, rough
ly dressed, heavily booted, slouch-hat.
ted( they swung their hats in a drunk.
en frenzy), andthe to this rough ovation
chief and tmiled repeatedly, though
her face had seemed to be sad and to
there woere tears in he eyes at that
At thin response from the girl: the
journal went on to say, the rutyan
had redoubled their drunken pande
monium. And as ithe traint pulled
away, to the observant tourist'onne ou
marked rea lieft the eyoung outlaw on the
platfhor had waved his own hat and
"Lew,"th the at he "must not elt Dand
get gandered upi," nor forget "id to ten
Later, as the train shrieked ites way
through Echo canyonf the o bservan.
tourist, with his double-visored plaid
cap well over his face, pretending to
"I'sleep overheard thate same peold Ganda Corson is
migacross the aise say to the girl:ght take you
"NowHer eyes cam're oin from the brownperty a
rolast. For the plainext 60 hours we'll be to light
lampsriding across our own front yard-, tandhe
here ain't any keys and passwordn its
)and grips here, eith oer-nlyJust a tremulousain
Almighty God with no nonsensequickly about
Whereupon had been n a protecting clatersp, plainly int
the sidelong gaze of the noweffect thandal
izedto vaunt not less observant tourell big stories
"I see some one declares thad asserted, but
divophemeres.
they"I don't knew himabout that, bunot nor saw
ith the matter of idowthemselves.
we get to Springfieldnel." he said to he
Sentinel.
A Young Composer.
Rachel, aged 12, wrote an compo
sition on wild flowers in which she
praised the arbutus, the liverwort,
the spring heauty, the blood root, and
all of the othelir hlussols of dell and
dal,. Iut she wio:e on both sides
of h,,r l t of lapt'r, and when slhe'
ask, hItr father, wh', wa., an l ditotr,
to ;ubli-h hr a iio,, he called her
attentit|! to tl::0t fi.'t.
"Yii'vn'e ' ritti l ttln bothl sidtes of
"\ ' w1." ,,v r'h h . rlly, "and dbn't
you print on both sidtes of yours'?
ALL THINGS IN PROPORTION.
Invalid's Meal Evidently Had Not In
creased Good Humor.
F'or many woks the Irritable nTer
cmilnt had Iuten riveted to his bed by
typhoid f1,vr. Now Ii' wIS (c.nva
lem' ug.:. He o".,' 'ed for sonwthinI
to eat, dtclarii.ig that he .was starv
ing
"T'-'ni trrou'w vtl -l:a\" have somnle
thing to teat." proumi.<,d the doctor.
The nwrchtant r,. iz,'d that th nr.
would bhe a restraint to his atppetite,
yet ho saw. inll vlsic n,. : l eltt st, stam
ing n-meal placed at his btdside.
"Here is vyour dinner," said the
nurse nex t tllay, as sithe gave the glow
ering pIati'tt a soot tIlt1l of tapioca
pudding, "anO d 1 li, tl it emphasizes
that everitlhing e! Se yonl do must be
in the samlle lpt irtionll."
Two hours l''er lith nurse heard a
frantic ea'l fitmt the bIed chambnr.
"Nurse," breathod the man heapily,
"I wan;t to do s,rne reading, bring me
a postage stamilp."
HAVE CRAZE FOR FORMULA.
Smokers Follow Fashions in the Use
of Tobacco.
"Make me up a package of tobacco
accordine to the formula used by Ed.
win Itooth," said the man with a
southern accent. "That is the third
man who has asked for that kind of
tobacco to-day," said the dealer. "It
Is strange that people from remote
parts of the country as well as New
Yorkers make a fad of buying the
same brand of tobacco that Booth
smoked. And it isn't always the Booth
mixture that they want. I have filed
away the formulas for mixing the
favorite tobacco of many famous per
sons. Smokers the country over have
heard of this collection of recipes and
one feature of every man's trip to
New York is to try a pipeful of some
big man's favorite tobacco. In most
cases this special mixture is so
strong that the nerves of the average
smoker cannot stand it Hle has to
give up after a few pipefuls and go
back to a popular mixture, but he has
the satisfaction of having had the ex.
perience."-The New York Sun.
"BOO-HOO" di
Shouts a SpanKed Baby. g
A Doctor of Divinity, now Editor of
a well-known Religious paper, has
written regarding the controversy be
tween Collier's Weekly and the Re
ligious Press of the Country and oth
ers, including ourselves. Also regard
ing suits for libel brought by Collier's
against us for commenting upon its
methods.
These are his sentiments, with some
very emphatic words left out.
"The religious Press owes you a
debt of gratitude for your courage in
showing up Collier's Weekly as the
"Yell-Oh Man." Would you care to
use the inclosed article on the "Boo
Hoo Baby" as the "Yell-Oh Man's
successor?"
"A contemporary remarks that Col
lier's has finally run against a solid
hickory "Post" and been damaged in
its own estimation to the tune of
$750,000.00."
"Here is a publication which has, in
utmost disregard of the facts, spread
broadcast damaging statements about
the Religious Press and others and
has suffered those false statements to
go uncontradicted until, not satisfied
after finding the Religious Press too
quiet, and peaceful, to resent the in
sults, it makes the mistake of wander
ing into fresh field and butts its rat
tled head against this Post and all the
World laughs. Even Christians smile,
as the Post suddenly turns and gives
it back a dose of its own medicine."
"It is a mistake to say all the World
laughs. No cheery laugh comes from
Collier's, but it cries and boo hoos like
a spanked baby and wants $750,000.00
to soothe its tender, lacerated feel
ings."
"Thank Heaven it has at last struck
a man with "back bone" enough to call
.a spade a "spade" and who believes in
telling the whole truth without fear or
favor."
Perhaps Collier's with its "utmost
disregard for the facts," may say no
such letter exists. Nevertheless it is
on file in our office and is only one of
a mass of letters and other data, news
paper comments, etc., denouncing the
"yellow" methods of Collier's. This
volume is so large that a man could
not well go thru it under half a day's
steady work The letters come from
various parts of America.
Usually a private controversy is not
interesting to the public, but this is a
public controversy.
Collier's has been using the "yellow"
Inethods to attract attention to itself,
but, jumping in the air, cracking heels
together and yelling "Look at me"
wouldn't suffice, so it started out on a
"Holier Than Thou" attack on the Re
ligious Press and on medicine.
We leave it to the public now, as we
did when we first resented Collier's
attacks, to say whether, In a craving
for sensation and circulation, Its at
tacks do not amount to a systematic
mercenary hounding. We likewise
leave it to the public to say whether
Collier's, by its own policy and meth
ods, has not made itself more ridicu
lous than any comment of ours could
make it.
Does Collier's expect to regain any
self-inflicted loss' of prestige by de
monstrating thru suits for damages,
that it can be more artful in evading
liability for libels than the humble
but resentful victims of its defamation,
or does it hope for starting a campaign
of libel nuits to silence the popular in
dignation, reproach and resentment
which it has aroused.
Collier's can not dodge this public
controversy by private law suits. It
can not postpone the public judgment
against it. That great jury, the Pub
lic, will hardly blame us for not wait
ing until we get a petit jury in a court
room, -before denouncing this prod
igal detractor of institutions founded
and fostered either by individuals or
by the public, itself.
No announcements during our entire
business career were ever made
claiming "medicinal effects" for either
Postumn or Grape-Nuts. Medicinal ef
fects are results obtained from the
use of medicines.
Thousands of visitors go thru our
entire works each month and see for
themselves that Grape-Nuts contains
absolutely nothing but wheat, barley
and a little salt; Postum absolutely
nothing but wheat and about ten per
cent of New Orleans Molasses. The
art of preparing- these simple ele
ments in a scientific manner to obtain
the best food value and flavor, re
quired some work and experience to
acquire.
Now, when any publication goes far
enough out of its way to attack us be
cause our advertising is "medical," it
simply offers a remarkable exhibition
of ignorance or worse.
We do claim physiological or bodily
results of favorable character follow
ing the adoption of our suggestions re
garding the discontinuance of coffee
and foods which may not be keeping
the individual in good health. We
have no advice to offer the perfectly
healthful person. His or her health
is evidence in itself that the bever
ages and foods used exactly fit that
person. Therefore, why change?
But to the man or woman who is
ailing, we have something to say as a
result of an unusually wide experience
in food and the result of proper feed
ing.
In the palpably ignorant attack on
us in Collier's, appeared this state
ment,-"One widely circulated para
graph labors to induce the impression
that Grape-Nuts will obviate the ne
cessity of an operation in appendi
citis. This Is lying and potentially
deadly lying."
In reply to this exhibition of-well
let the reader name it, the Postum Co.,
says:
Let it be understood that appendl.
citis results from long continued dis
turbance in the Intestines, caused pri
marily by undigested starchy food.
such as white bread, potatoes,
partly cooked cereals and sach.
Starchy food is not digested ia
upper stomach but passes on into
duodenum, or lower stomach at
testines, where, in a healthy
ual, the transformation of the
into a form of sugar is completed
then the food absorbed by the Wold.
But if the powers of digestion
weakened, a part of the stariy
will lie in the warmth and moited
the body and decay, generating
and irritating the mucous a
til under such conditions the
lower part of the alimentary cal"
cluding the colon and the
becomes involved. Disease Kat
and at times takes the form has
appendicitis.
When the symptoms of the
make their appearance, would It
be good, practical, common 5NiU
discontinue the starchy food whkd
causing the trouble and take a
in which the starch has been
formed into a form of sugar it
process of manufacture?
This is identically the same fIl
sugar found in the human body
starch has been perfectly digestad.
Now, human food is made up
largely of starch and is required
the body for energy and
Naturally, therefore, its use soli
continued, if possible, and for the
sons given above it is made
in the manufacture of Grape-Nuts.'
In connection with this change
food to bring relief from physical
turbances, we have suggested
out the intestines to get rid of the if
mediate cause of the disturbance.
Naturally, there are cases where
disease has lain dormant and
abuse continued too long, until GW
parently only the knife will avail.
it is a well-established fact among
best physicians who are acq
with the details above recited,
preventative measures are far
away the best.
Are we to be condemned for s
ing a way to prevent disease by
lowing natural methods and for
fecting a food that contains no "3
cine" and produces no "medicinal
fects" but which has guided li
thousands of persons from sickness
health? We have recei'ed during
years past upwards of 25.000 lett
from people who have been i.
helped or made entirely well by
lowing our suggestions, and ther
simple.
If coffee disagrees and causes
of the ailments comu.:cn to some
,fee users quit it and take on Post
If white bread, potatoes, rice
other starch foods make trouble,
and use Grape-Nuts food which
largely predigested and will d
nourish and strengthen, when 0
forms of food do not. It's just P
old common sense.
"There's a Reason for Postum -
Grape-Nuts.
Postum Cereal Ca.. IL1
The "Mound City."
St. Louis rejoices' in the sobriquet
of Mound City from the fact that the
original settlers found thlre many
elevations which it is siulp ose'l wer
relics of that stratn , p,'oIl*' who
dwelt in the Ohil' a l : .11 sipji v:tl
lo.S ;hail LI kn1A' 1 t I h1' rn till',.s
Sr. I.ouis  tlr S Ifi 'r.ish a i i I 1 it)'
dation for the h i -i s ý llilin ..
Held Up.
.Stop'" ' hamlr(" th! m1an on the
heiral hn
YII. rie na ('nu'tll'l', I I s IppoS' ." Sali,
the a:l toni'hi. l i il i .a c( ,V rt si ne r'
'when the l '"i ti a (I d th t" vi'Ia g 'e'.
I'm a farlter ,and hadl to  ,' .c ilto
town when all the teanms was hb-v.
Nice grow ing wealthr? Thanks. Good
liv."
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ted.-P'hiladec'lphia Public Ledlge"r.
Belling a Rat.
You have prlobablyl read or heard
that the -best way to rid a house of
rats is to catch one and fasten a bell
albouit its neck. A boy in I)Delaware
tried the cx lierimnt''t two months ago.
lie was badly bitti'n in making the
hell fast, buit Ithe turned the rat loose
and expected the tinkling of that bell
would have great results. It did have.
In the first Ilace, the rat who wore it
was constantly on the nmove all night,
and the tinkling Well kept the family
awake, and in the next the sounds
brought sco:es of new rats to the
house. Instead of leing afraid of the
bell, they were charmed with the mu
sic. Had the boy tied a harmonica
to another rat's tail, the rodents would
have had a dance every night.
She Was Willing.
"Yes," says the husband, "I have
consented to accept the nomination.'
"I am so glad the party is begin
ning to recognize your merit," beams
the wife.
"Now my dear," the husband con
tinues, "you know that political af
fairs are not love feasts, by any
means. You must expect to see me
vilified and attacked in a scandalous
manner. No doubt the opposition will
try to dig up sensational rumors about
me, and all that sort of thing, but you
must not-'
"\ell," she Interrupts, "I am really
glad of it. You have always been
strangely silent about whether or not
you ever were engaged to anyone be
fore you met me."
The Way of the
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and the '" t noranc.
WHEN A HUNCH" HELD
Chin ese Laundry Ticket ug
Bet on , Wing Ting .
iKay Spenc, . a w ell-known
dof Mexico,. . n+ . " ,' WO 0
Louisville. Ky.. rae meleting
time a'go as the result of a
stable of ruy in n ers near, i
attendsit all the big racing etl
thile country. N' t long sine e
ring to see what !,,. odds we, , direste
fred on the various entrnoran
Chfoundler, that Jaquin as t he
at Chinese Laundry Ticket Shi
from his poket on "Wintndng to n
thatof Mexicorse. M.s attention 1,0
Louisvilltracted by something that el
nese laundry ticket. He lookel
stable bookf "rs" again and foundr tht
attends alln entry with a hing e
Withe ountry Not lnto one. Tbt
ted it, for huisville consid nered he b
cering to see w ha t odcould n
overlooked on the. Wing Tiog wont
foueedless to say, thoaquin seas theo
favorite considerey, and Spenulle the
that son of the sev attenth son
tracted Star.by something tht ell
his wallet to the ground, and he
ed and picked it up. It wss I
,nese laundry ticket. He iooek
the "books" again and foundtht.
was an entry with a Chinese
tied it, for he c'onsidered he bM
celved a "hunch" that could nt
overlooked. Wing Ting won
N:eedless to say, those who bic_
favorite considered Spence t
enth son of the seventh aoon.
City Star.