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C )1('- to 11, with all YmOirI lxinkii".~ Missi- s
Sall( g(.t the benelffit of ou F' loll
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depiositoi's; You are iii vmtw'l til aie(t(pt his
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Calcasieu Trust & Savings Bank "
FOR SALE $
BLOCK 62 IN WELSH, LA., $
less 100 feet on West side. This
block has fine drainage-good
residence district-for sale at a
Bargain. For price enquire of
C E. CARR,-or-CLEMENT St. GERIlAIN, ,
SWelsh, La. Lake Arthur, La.
un nu i i Im • nu na m l a u rai nm n nm m
Orange, Grape Fruit. Kum Quats, Pecans,
Peaches. Pears, Plums, Persimmons:
Also Palms, Roses. Evergreens
and Shade Trees,
-----CATALOGUE ON REQUEST-----
ThI Jennings Nursery, Jennings, La.
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THE WELSH CITY DAIRY .
We have passsed Sanitary ins;,ection.
We invite i4ipecticn by the public.
We guarantee absolutely pure Milk.
We guarantee 2 1.-2 inches of cream on every quart bottle.
We are locate: permanently, an.l we shall strive in every way to
have ,atisfled customers.
Delivery Twice Daily Phone No. II
'Phone Sundlay orders for Ice Cre tn Milk. They w'.l be attended
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BUILDING_ MATERIAL m
Lime, Cement, Brick
See Our Climatic Brand House Paints
Full Stock Always on Hand.
FAUGINT LUMBER CO., Ltd. _
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PLIJZCL TAILOR SHCP
A. L. HEBERT, Proprietor.
Uip-to-date Tailoring, Cleaning, Pressing,
Dyeing; Suit., Xade To Order
A1"nt for hite City Steam Laundry
Basket Leavce. I very Tuesday.
Work Called t4,r and lielivrecd.
ALFAL FA H AY.
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SIBran and Polish
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I.hone voutl ordli d a jc t t irl:lc late
Office Opposite Auditorium I our trade is all. r .iated.
one 11. i J. A. FONTENOT.
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LES NEVILLE BUCK.
'ATIONS FROI PHOTOGRAPrHS
.N THE PLAY. T
!,nne of the
n I , d hesi
;i tihe hort
,. , ; ..,erald trac
ery : t .br thrust
l I i: ' sun. t)n
Sthe h .. os it .. t' \- l be light for
inuore thani ni hour 't1, but ) ,low,
V r, -c. " themselves
t1 . ; in r : , f .(1, ascades, the
t' ' . .y : . ing into a
Fdir:,l . 1)• in h,'!re the "fur
rcr" a0 1 xl' a- o:ly ti.., rough
c :rso of !t, creel: between moss
vilveted ard shdedl bowulders of
titanic prepor: ens. The native would
have recognii.d the country road in
these tortuous twistings. A great block
of sandstone, to whose summit a man
standing in b.s saddle could scarcely
reach his f.;t f.rtips, towered above
the stream, -,ith a gnarled scrub oak
clinging tenaciously to its apex. Loft
ily on both sides climbed the moun
tains cloaked in laur I and timber.
Suddenly 'he leafage was thrust
aside from albve by a cautious hand,
and a shy, half-wild girl appePaed in
the opening. For an instant she halt
ed, with her brown fingers holding
back the brushwood, and raised her
face as though listening. As she
stood with the toes of one bare foot
twisting in the gratefully cool moss
she laughed with the sheer exhilara
tion of life and youth, and started out
on the table top of the huge rock.
But there she halted sudaenly with a
startled exclamation and drew instinc
tively back. What she saw might well
have astonished her, for it was a thing
she had never seen before and of
which she had never heard. Finally,
rcassured by the silence, she slippiled
across the broad face of the flat rock
for a distance of twenty-five feet and
paused again to listen.
At the far edge lay a pair of saddle
b gs, such as form the only practical
equipment for mountain travelers.
Near them lay a. tin box, littered with
small and unfamiliar-looking tubes of
soft metal, all grotesquely twisted and
stained, and beside the box was a
strangely shaped plaque of wood
mneared with a dozen hues. That this
plaque was a painter's sketching pal
ette was a thing which she could not
know, since the ways of artists had
to do with a wor!d as remote from
her own as the life of tie moon or
stars. It was one of those vague mys
teries that made up the wonderful life
of "down below." Why had these
things been left here in such confu
ionn? If there was a man about who
owned them he would doubtless return
to claim them. She crept over, eyes
and ears alert, and slipped around to
the front of the queer tripod, with all
her muscles poised in readiness for
A half-rapturous and utte;!y aston
ished cry broke from her lips. She
stared a moment, then dropped to thea
moss-covered rock, leaning back on
her brown hands and gazing iniently.
"Ftit's purty!" she approved, in a
low, musical murmur. "Ilit's plumb,
Of course it was not a finished pi,.
ture-merely a study of what lay be
fore her--but the hand that had
placed these brush strokes on the
academy board was the sure, deft
hand of a master of landscape, who
haind caught the splendid slpirit of the
thing and fixed it immutably in true
and glowing appreciation. Who he
was; where he had gone; why his
work stood there unfinished and aban
doned, were details which for the mo
ment this half-savage child-woman for
got to question. She n as conscious
only of a sense of rc,-elation and awe.
Then she saw other boards, like the
one upon the easel, pildl near the
paint box. These were dry, and rep
resented the work of other days; but
they were all pictures of her own
mountains, and in each of them, as
in this one, was something that made
her heart leap.
To her own poop!e there step hill
.'des and "coves" and valleys were a
matter of course. I. their stony soil
they labored by day, and in their shad
..s slept wheon work was done. Yet
Fcmn:one had discovered that they held
a picturesque and rugged beauty; that
they were not merely steep fields
where the plow wr, useless and the
toe must be used. She must tell Sam
.-oni-Samson, whom she held in an
artless exaltation of hero worship;
,lson, who was Po "smniart" that he
''1':ht about things beyond her un
dorstandinr: Samnlson, who could not
only roed and write but sneculate on
rbleImatic'l l matters.
..:d,"hlv ste cam, to her feet with
a s 'wut-dartin Impulse of alarm. IiHer
ear had caluht a sound. She cast
.narching !.,ances about her, but thei
m'n!,. .-s , !n:tvy of humnanitr- The,
v:,r s'i'l ::iur:nllIl dt over the rocksi
hdl.tl t'ed. There was on sirn of
t.m::?! n Irs.'nc , otVl'r than h!erc.lf,
t,,. hier oxes could discor-Cir---.od yet
itn "iiw or. came the soul!nll a g:in, a-dI
this time .ore distinctly. It - .es th
tound of a rean's voice, an. it was
moaning as if in pain. She rose and
searched vainly through the bushes of
the hillside ,. ore the rock ran out
from the woe. She lifted her skirts
and gsp,':hitd i:' -eet in the shallow
-creek ,ater, l ng oersistently up
- aid dov n. IHer shyness was Ior'; tten.
The groan :. a groan of a human
- creature in on ::css, and she must hind
and succor the person from whom It
('ertain sounds are baffling as to di
Srect :,'1. A voice from overhlad or
brok n by echcing obstacles doe's not
readily betray its source. Finally she
Sstood r pj anii li stened once more in
- tently-her attitude full of tense ear
`"I'm shore a fool," she announced.
half aloud. "I'm shore a plumb fool."
I 1hen she turned and disappear.l1 in
the deep cleft between the gigantic
bowlder upon which she had been sit
ting and another-small only by com
parison. +here, ten feet down, in a
narrow alley littered with ragged
stones, lay the crumpled body of a
man. It lay with the left arm doubled
under it, and from a gash in the fore
head trickled a thin stream of blood
Also, it was the body of such a man
as she had not seen before.
Although from the man came a low
groan mingled with his breathing, it
was not such a sound as comes from
fully conscious lips, but rather that
of a brain dulled into coma.
Freed from her fettering excess of
sh~'nes-3 by his condition, the girl
stepped surely from foothold to foot
hold until she reached his side. She
stood for a moment with one hand on
the dripping walls of rock, looking
down while her hair fell about her
I face. Then, dropping to her knees,
she shifted the doubled body into a
leaning posture, straightened the
limbs, and began exploring with effi
cient fingers for broken bones
Fhe had found the left arm limp
above the wrist, and her fingers had
diagnosed a broken bone. But uncon
sciousness must have come from the
blow on the head, where a bruise was
already blackening, and a gash still
She lifted her skirt and tore a long
strip of cotton from her single petti
c(oat. Then she picked her ,re-footed
way swiftly tor the creek bed. where
she drenched the cloth for bathing and
bandaging the wound. When she had
done what she could by way of first
aid she sat supporting the man's
shouldlers and shook her head dubi
Finally the man's lids fluttered and
his lips moved. Then he opened his
"llello!" said the stranger, vcruely.
"I srent to have--" He broke off, and
his lips smiled. It was a friendly, un
derstanding smile, and the girl. tiht
ing hard the shy impulS to drop his
shoulhlers and flee into the kind mask
ing of the buahes, was in a measure
"You must hev fell offen the rock,"
"I think I miaht have fallen into
worse circumstances," replied the un
'I reckon you kin set up after a
"Yes. of course." The man suddenly
rei!ized that although he was quito
comforteble as hlie was he could
scarcely expect to remain permanently
in the support of her bent arm. He
attempted to prop himself on his hurt
hand and relaxed with a twinge of ex
treme pain. The color, which had be
gun to creep back into his cheeks, left
them again, and his lips compressed
themselves tightly to bite off an ex
clamation of suffering.
"Thot air left arm air busted," an
nounced the young woman, quietly.
"Ye're got ter be heedful."
Had one of her own men hurt him
self and behaved stoically it would
have been mere matter of course; but
her eyes mirrored a pleased surprise
at the stranger's good-natured nod and
Shis quiet reiusal to give expression
to pain. It relieved her of the neces
sity for contempt
"I'm afrair," apologized the painter,
"that I've been a grieat deal of trouble
Her lips and eyes were sober as she
"I reckn thet's all right."
"And what's worse, I've got to be
more trouble. Did you see anything
of a brown mule?"
She sokt her head.
"HIe must have wandered off. M'y
I ask to whom I am tndebted for this
first aid to the injured?"
"I don't know what ye mcns."
She had propped him against the
rocks and sat near by, looking into his
face with almost disconcerting steadi
r:ness; her solemn-pupiled eyes were
"'Why, I mean who are you?" he
"I hain't nobody much. I jest lives
"Put," insisted the mnan, "surely you
have a name."
"Th-en, Miss Sally, I v.--.-t to t!h::nk
Once more she nodded, and, for the
lrrt tii',-, lt h.r -o. r!-o)mn, while' she
ait r:r.i'.ng hr kit's Final!v she
'l in t u)p and ask,'d wit' Iducke d up
"'S rar Ler, what rmiol y'roe nalme
"tHow'd ye git hurt?"
lie si:,)ok his htad.
"I was painting-up there'," he said;
"and I e.l,,ss I got tojio ab t:rih'l ; :he
work., I stopped ba,'; ard t ' ., , .t
the can;\ as and forg:,t i; :40
was. I :t,'ll'ed t(o :r.
'Ih a !;:;fn l':t ' to h I, :.
ten: d :tni r' ,ic d agi;:: :.( i
S h:d '. it him faint and ti zy. :i. :t
f n in
it 'ia :fraid," he ru fuiv lly '
"tih::t I in not qui te r(:aly : .
' ' " i y.,r hospital."
t girl r. , and im intd i, '
" N' . "ill light out a
d fo' ' ' , f;:timn on an' h .
t "Who and thet.'re
Ion ,f tI e v ile. n. !
r in into .arkness, and
t ut, alI.,ud 'd, \vo:'l'i h
e ible. "It sounds ilke
-:tr ,ag nian,"
- "I means Saminto n :`l.
lightened, as the ut .. '- )
ti n :'f one so ce!:b:i. J : ~ - ' ý e
dundant. "He's over Hir th ,:.t . :ree
C "Three-quarters of a tr;le?"
She nodded. What else could three
a "How long will it take you?" he
a She deliberated. "Wmson s rierln
d corn in the fur hill field. He'll hey
ter cotch his mule. Hit mout teK a
"You can't do it in a talf-hour, can
V "I'll jest take my foot in my hand,
t an' light out." She turned, and with
na nod was gone.
t At last she came to a point where
a clearing rose on the mountainside
f above her. The forest blanket was
'1 stripped off to make way for a fenced
in and trazily tilting field of young
e corn. High up and beyond, close to
n the bald shoulders of sandstone which
g threw themselves against the sky, was
A Low ° Groan Mingled With His
the figure of a man. As the girl halted
at the foot of the field, at, last. panting
from her exertions, he was sitting on
the rail fence, looking absently down
on the outstretched panorama below
Samson South was not, strictly
seaking, a man. Ills age was per
haps twenty. He sat loos,-jointed a:d
i;:doient on the top rail of the fer:nc,
Shis hands hanging over his inees, his
I hoe forgotten. Near by. propned
against the rails, rested a repeating
rifle, though the people would have
told you that the truce n the "South
- Hollman war" had been unbroken for
two yx'ars, and that no clansman ineed
in these halcyon days go armed afield.
Sally clambered lightly over the
fence and started on the laIst stage of
her journey, the climb across the
young corn rows. It was a theld stood
on end, and the hoed ground was un
even; but with no seeming of weari
ness her red dress flashed steadfastly
aro~tns 'he green spears, and h', "-,,eie
was raised to shout: "Hello, San !"
The young man looked up arc 'd
a Inan uid greeting. IHe did not remove
hi hnt !r descend from his place of
clrt ",d Sally, who expected no such
attention, came snlilingly on. Samson
vwas her hero. Slow of utterance and
diffident with the stranger, wordt now
came fast and fluently as she told her
story of rhe man who lay hurt at the
foot of the rock.
"hlit "ain't long now tell sundown,"
she ura' 1. "Hurry, Samson, an' -it
yrr,' ro m1e. I've done giv him n my
S ter fetch ye ri;ht 'traight
Samsin took off his hat. and tns"'d
th t heavy lock upward from his fore
head. Hlis brow wrinkled wiith .i ubts.
"What sort of looklin' f'ller air ho'?
While Sail , t', ch da ds: r~i. .,
the y, ur: man's doubt grew graver.
"This hain't no fit time ter be takin'
in folks what' we hain't qcua:r.la. I
wAhl" he objected. In ti: rn:our'.': s
ar:y time is the time to ta.k: in tr a-.
er'S Iunl':SS there are -.an ,i' t. b'.,
garded from outside o,.:.
"lie's ha rt. V e kain't ,", h'' ! ',I'
th: r. kin wo'"'
the rifle leaning near by, and straight.
, " ýt, . ' " Ma ra - -
. ' , 't
S,,:, ''int r; a-. be
h e . ...Y n 01 (I " I
lh-, i ter''e u1rile r hI:,' t a
.at b ,: himt , p:,, , :!'q 1i
.. . ,;, . r. t ,. ; , . , a g
11 i . lHr's . 0 2. : -j p
hite -::n and ,1a boo of rib e
his neck--an' he ,ai ts pictc
The boy's face lhad It, ha
with contempt as the , erip
vanced, but at the Ist wo rds a lt
arme to his eyes ad he de
"Paints pietchers? Ilio do ye
"I seen 'em. He was paintih
when he fek offen the rock and
his arm It's shore es beautiful
she broke off, then added with
den peril cf laughter-"es er pi
The young man slipped do-n
the fence, and reached for the
The hoe he left where It stoodl
"I'll git the nag," he an
briefly, and swung off without
parley toward the curling sp i
smoke that marked a cabin a
of a mile below. Ten minutes
his bare feet swung against the
of a gray mule and his rifle I
anced across the tunaddled
Sally sat mountain fashion
him, facing straight to the side
So they came along the er
and into the sight of the ma
still sat propped against the
rock. As Lescott looked up he
the case of his watch and put it
into his pocket with a smile.
"Snappy work, that!" he call
"Just thirty-three minutes. I
believe it could be done.
Samson's face was maskllk
as he surveyed the foreigner
ingrained dictates of the c
hospitable code kept out of h_
a gleam of scorn for this frail
her of a sex which should be a
"Howdy?" he said. Then he
suspiciously: "What mout ye
ness be in these parts, strang
Lescott gave the Odyssey of
derings, since lie had rented
at flixon and ridden through the
try, sketching where the mood
ed and sleeping wherever he
hospitable roof at the coming
"Ye come from over on
shin?" The boy flashed the q
with a sudden hardening of the
and, when he was atfirmatively
swered, his eyes contracted andl
searchingly into the stranger's
"Where'd ye put i t at night.
"Red 1ill Ielhnan's house, at
mouth of Meeting House fork; d
know the plare?'
Samson's reily was curt.
"J !knows hit all right.'
There was a moment's
rather an awk.:va-d ,r oaon L,
mind b*gan piecing together
monts of convrr.tion hi had
until he had acsmbed a sort of
tal jigsaw puzzle.
The South-Hollman fond thad
mentioned by the more, i kat
his ieformers, and care: lly t ;
by others-notable rmc'g thet
host of last :ri: ht. It now da
him that he was eross.ng the
dary and coming as the labte gi.
a Hollman to ask he nosruitalitl
"I didn't know r!whose house it
he hastened to explain. "until I
benighted and asked for lodging.
were very kind to me. I'd neve
them before. I'm a stranger
Samson only ncddrd. If the
tion failed to satisfy him, it at
seemed to do so.._
"I reckon ye'd better let m
ye up on thet old muler. he
"hit's a-comin on ter be idu.ht.'
With the mountaine'r's aid,
clamb,,r .d "tridi the mount, th
"I'm .rr'r to troble you." b
tureil I lra;'r, a rant ho
so0 r; *',ialS tip thlre. If
bring th ea (1own hrr. ill show
how to rj .' e'k the o !,.r, and, b
way,' I in on, l added,
S!:: i . ra: v:. sraref
. jtnI. inl :ttient
in ' 1ir r .t t ijr ,di
dr-r car- o' . ' , r 1 * i.,h
Sou'' :u ., . bl
of t!', e r , v , . '