Cheyenne record., January 01, 1914, Image 7

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Going Some A ROMANCE OF STRENUOUS
HARPET?
SYNOPSIS.
Cowboys of the Flying Heart ranch are
heartbroken over the loss of their much
prized phonograph by the defeat of their
rhamplon In a foot-race with the cook of
the Centipede ranch. A'house party Is
p.i at. the Flying Heart. J. Wallingford
Speed, cheer leader at. Yale, and Culver
Covington, Inter-collegiate champion run
ner, are expected. . Helen Blake. Speed's
sweetheart, becomes Interested In the loss
af the phonograph.-* She suggests to Jean
Chapin, sister of the owner of the ranch,
that she induce Covington, her lover, to
win back the phonograph. Helen declares
that If Covington Vfron’t run. Speed will.
The Cowboys are hilarious over the pros
pect. Speed and his valet. Larry Glass,
trainer at Yale, arrive. Helen Blake asks
Bpeed, who has posed to 'her as an ath
lete, to f-Ace against the Centipede man.
The cowjbdys Join In the appeal to Wally,
and fearing that Helen will find him out.
he consents. He Insists, however; that he
■hall be entered as an unknown, figuring
that Covington will arrive In time to take
his place. Fresno, glee club singer from
Btanford university and in love with
Helen, tries to discredit. Speed with the
ladles and the cowboys. Speed and Glass
put In the time they are supposed to be
training playing cards in a secluded spot.
The cowboys explain to Speed how much
the race means to them. Speed assures
them he will do his best. The cowboys
tell Glass.lt Is up to him to see that Speed
wins the race. Willie, the gunman, de
clares the trainer wilT go back east pack
ed In Ice. If Speed fails. A telegram comes
from Covington saying he Is In Jail at
Omaha for ten days. Glass In a panic
forces Speed to begin training In earnest.
Speed declares to Larry that the best way
nut Is for him (Speed) to injure himself.
Glass, won't stand for it.
CHAPTER XII.—-Continued.
"Strange!” said Willie.
"What?”
"My rest was fitful and disturbed
and peopled by strange fancies a
whole lot. I dreamp’ he throwed the
race!”
A chorus of oaths from the bunkß.
"What did you do?” inquired Stover.
"I woke up, all of a tremble, with a
cun in each hand.” .
"Well, I’m the last person in the
world to be superstitious,” Still Bill
observed, "but I've had sim’lar visions
lately.”
"Maybe it’s a om-en.”
"What is a om-en?” Carara Inquired,
"A om-en,” explained Willie, "IS a
kind of a nut. Salted om-ens is
Served at swell restarawnts with the
soup.”
In the. midst of it Joy, the cook,
appeared in the doorway, and spoke
in his gentle, ingratiating tones:
"Morning, gel’mum. I see 'im
again.”
"No savvy who; stlange man! Igo
"Has he weakened himself much?”
Inquired the foreman.
“Undoubtedly, but-—”
"What?”
"If we only had some ice—”
"We got ice; plenty of it. We got
a load from the railroad yesterday.”
"Then our only chance to save him
Is to till the barrel quickly. We must
freeze him, and freeze him well, be
fore it is too late! By Jo\*e! I’m glad
1 thought of it!”
Stover turned to his men. "Four of
“I See 'im Lide ’way. Velly Stlange.”
you-all hustle up a couple hundred
pounds of that Ice pronto! Crack It,
an’ fill the bar’l.”' There was a
scramble for the door.
“And there’s something else, too,"
went on Berkeley. “He’s being fed
wrong for his last days of training,
the Idea af a man eating lamb-chops,
fried eggs, oatmeal, and all that debili
tating stuff! Those girls overload his
stomach. Why, he ought to have
something to make him strong—
fierce!”
“Name It,” said Willie, Bhortly.
"Something like— meat."
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tor; see 'ira llde 'way. Velly stlange!"
“I bet It's Gallagher."
“Vat you tank he vants?" queried
Murphy.
“He's layin’ to get a shot at our
runner," declared Stover, while Mr.
Cloudy, forgetting his Indian reserve,
explained in classic English his' own
theory of the jiocturnal visits. '
“Do you remember Humpy Joe?
Well, they didn’t cripple him, but he
lost. I don’t think Gallagher would
injure Mr. Speed, but—he might—
bribe him.”
"Car’amba! ’’ exclaimed the Mexi
can.
"God ’lnilghty!" .Willie cried, In
shocked accents.
“I believe you’re right, but”—Stover
meditated briefly before announcing
with determination—’’we’ll do a little
night-ridln’ ourselves. Willie, you
watch this young feller daytimes, and
the rest of us’ll take turns at night.
An’ don’t lose sight of the fat man.
neither —he might carry no'tes. If you
don’t like the looks of things—you
know what cards to draw."
’’Sixes,” murmured the near-sighted
cow-man. “Don't worry.”
“If you see' anything suspicious,
burn It up. And we'll take a shot at
anything we see movin’ after 9:00
p. m.”
Then Berkeley Fresno came hur
riedly Into the bunk-house with a very
cheery “Good-morning! I’m glad’ I
found you up and doing," he said
blithely. "I thought of something In
my sleep.” It was evident that the
speaker had been In more than ordi
nary haste to make his discovery
known, for underneath his coat he
still wore his pajama shirt, and his
hair was unbrushed.
“What is it?”
“Your man Speed Isn’t taking care
of himself.”
“What did I tell you?" said Willie
to his companions.
“It seems to me that In justice to
you boys he shouldn’t act this way,”
Fresno ran on. “Now, for instance,
the water in his shower-bath is tepid.”
There Was an Instant’s silence be
fore Stover Inquired, with ominous re
straint:
“Who’s been monkeylijg with It?”
"It’s warm!”
“Oh!” It was a sigh of relief.
"A man can’t get In shape taking
warm shower-baths. Warm water
weakens a person.”
"Mebbe you-all will', listen to me
next time!" again cried Willie, trium
phantly. "I said at the start that a
bath never helped nobody. When
they’re hot they saps a man’s courage,
and when they’re cold they— ’’
“No, no! You don’t understand!
For an athlete the bath ought to be
cold—the colder the better. It’s the
shock that hardens a fellow."
"We ain’t got no bear." Willie
looked chagrined.
“This ain’t their habitat,” added
Stover apologetically.
"Well, he ought to have meat, and
it ought to be wild —raw, if possible.”
"Their ain’t nothin’ wilder ’n a long
horn. We nan git him a steer."
"You are sure the meat isn’t too
tender?”
“It’s tougher ’n a night In jail.”
"Good! The rarer it is the better.
Some raw eggs and a good strong
vegetable— ’’
“Onions?”
"Fine! We’ll save him yet!”
“We’ll get the grub.”
"And he’ll eat it!” Willie nodded
firmly.
Stover Issued another order, this
time to Carara.
"You ’n Cloudy butcher the wildest
four-year-old you can find. If you
can’t get close enough to rope him.
shoot him, and bring in a hind quar
ter. It’s got to be here in time for
breakfast."
“Si, Senor!" The Mexican picked
up his lariat; the Indian took a Win
chester. from an upper bunk and filled
it with cartridges.
“Of course, he’ll have to eat out
here; they spoil him up at the house.”
“Sure thing!”
“I’d hate to see him lose; It would
be a terrible blow to Miss Blake.”
Fresno shook his head douDtfully.
“What about us?”
“Oh, you can Btand it—but she’s a
girl. Ah, well,” the speaker sighed,
“I hope nothing occurs between now
and Saturday to prevent his running.”
”It won’t,” Stover grimly assured
the. Californian. "Nothin’ whatever Is
goln’ to occur."'
THE CHEYENNE RECORD.
“He was speaking yesterday about
the possibility of some business en
gagement—"
The small man In glasses interrupt
ed. “Nothin' but death shall take him
from us, Mr. Fresno.”
“If I think of anything else,” offered
Berkeley, kindly, "I'll tell you."
“We wish you would ”
Fresno returned to the house, hum
ming cheerliy. It was still an hour
until his breakfast-time, but he had
accomplished much. In the midst or
his meditation he came upon Miss
Blake emerging upon the rear porch
“Good-morning!" he cried. She
started a trifle guiltily. “What are
you doing-at this hour?”
“Oh, I just loye the morning air,”
she answered.
“Same here! ‘Honesty goes to bed
'early, and Industry rises betimes.'
That’s me!”
“Then you have been working?”
Fresno nodded. He was looking at
four cowboys who were entering the
gymnasium, staggering beneath drop
ping gunny-sacks. Then he turned his
gaze searchingly upon the girl.
“Were you looking for Speed?” he
asked accusingly. -•-.
“The idea!” Miss Blake flushed
faintly.
“If you are, he has gone for a run
I dearly love to see him get up early
and run, he enjoys it so.”
“I have been baking a cake,” said
Helen, displaying the traces of her
occupation upon her hands, arms, and
apron, while Fresno, at sight of the
blue apron tied at hsr throat and
waist, felt that he himself was as
dough in her hands. “I had a dread
ful time to-make. it rise.”
“If I were a cake I would rise at
your lightest word.”
“The cook said it wouldn’t bk flt to
eat,” declared Helen. . ,
“I should love to eat your cooking."
“Once In a while, perhaps, but not
every day.”
“Every day—always and - always.
Four Cowboys Were Staggering Be
neath Dripping Gunny-Sacks.
You know what 1 mean, Miss Blake —
Helen!.’* The young man bent a lov
er's gaze upon his companion until
he detected her eyes fastened with
startled inquiry upon his toilet. Re
membering, he buttoned his coat, but
ran on. “This is the first chance I’ve
had to see you alone since Speed ar
rived. There’s something I want to
ask you.”
. “I—l know what it is,” stammered
Helen. “You.; want me to-let you sing
again. Please do. I love morning
music—and your voice is so tender.”
“Life,” said Berkeley, “is one
sweet —”
“What is going on here?” demanded
a voice behind them, and Mrs. Reap
came out upon the porch, eying the
HATS ONLY 500 YEARS OLD
King Charles 11. Started the Fashion
of Wearing That Kind of
Head Covering.
Once In a while we do seem to
come across something which ancient
people did not possess. Hats (appar
ently figure among this number.
For hats, we are told, did not be
come a well established custom until
some 600 years ago. In the year 1449.
when Charles 11. entered Rouen after
its recapture by the French from the
English, the people there had never
before set eyes on a hat. Their
amazement, therefore, can be pic
tured as they gazed upon their king
riding- past them in pomp and on his
head a gorgeous hat lined with vari
colored silk and gayly bedecked with
huge plumes.
Of course every one followed his
example. Hats began to make their
appearance in shop windows and
women and men alike labored over
the constructing of elaborate head
pieces, each one attempting to sur
pass his neighbor If possible. But
pair auspiciously. It vat evident that
she, like Fresno, had dressed hur
riedly.
“Mr Fresno Is going to sing to us,"
explained the younger girl, quickly.
"Really?"
“I am like the bird that greets the
morn with song," laughed the tenor,
awkwardly
"What are you going to sing?” de
manded the chaperon, still suspicious
ly.
"Dearie.”
"Don’t you know any other Bong?”
"Oh. yes, but they are all sad."
"I’m getting a trifle tired of
Dearie,’ let’s have one of the others.”
Mrs. Reap turned her eyes anxiously
toward the training-quarters, and it
was patent that she had not counted
upon this encounter. Noting her lack
of ease, Fresno said hopefully:
"If you are going for a walk. I’ll
sing for you at some other time."
"Is Mr. Speed up yet?"
"Up and gone. He'll be back soon.”
Then Mrs. Reap sank Into the ham
mock, and with something like resig
nation, said:
"Proceed with the song."
\ ■ (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Still Willing to Be Imposed Upon.
He had youth and much faith and
Inexperience, but his good father took
hire into his office to Initiate him into
the mysteries of business.
The second day he was at work s
man came in asking for financial aid,
with a pathetic story about a sick
wife at home and six helplessly small
children without a crust in the
house.
The boy listened earnestly and then
went Into his dad’s office to Intercede
for the unfortunate man. He. told
the sad story -seriously. The father
leined forward and peered Into the
outer office at the vagrant.
"My son, credulity is one of those
good things that dio young—and it Is
such Impostors as that man who make
It so.” he Bald Impatiently. "Whv,
when that man was here last week
he had eight children, according to
his Btory."
"But, don't you see.” replied
the Bon tragically. “The other two
probably died of starvation."
The Vice-Presidency.
Vice-President Marshall was enjoy
ing the dignity of his position thor
oughly until a friend pointed out to
him these paragraphs In Woodrow Wil
son's "Congressional Gpvef-nment: ”
“There Is very little to be said about
the vice-president of the United States
His position Is one of anomalous <nslg
nlflcance.
“His chief dignity, next to presiding
over the senate, lies in the circum
stance that he is awaiting the death
or disability of the president. And the
chief embarrassment in discussing his
office Is that, In explaining how little
there Is to be said about It, one has
evidently said all there Is to say."
English State Horses.
A curious Interest attaches to the
cream-colored horses which draw the
state coach of the sovereign on cere
monlal occasions. These "ponies," as
they are called, represent the white
horse which was the standard of the
ancient Saxons, and Is still preserved
In the royal shield of the House ol
Hanover, by. which It was reintroduced
Into England. The famous white
horse carved on the slope of Uffington
hill k» Berkshire is a proof that it was
known to our Saxon ancestors, whc
thus recorded, their great victory ovei
the Danes. Who has not heard of “The
Scouring of the White Horse?"—Lon
don Chronicle.
Wash caned-seated chairs with
strong hot lather and dry in the open
air. Avoid the sun, as this will give
the cane a faded appearance.
they were expensive and it was a
long time before they coi'ld be.worn
except by the prosperous classes.
In the course of time, however, they
became a 'more commonplace thing
and people of all classes were able te
afTord them.
“Facial Freaks and Frolics."
After the Chirstmas party they both
felt very pleased with themselves and
things in general.
They sat together In a cozy little al
cove, and by-and-by he took his coup
age in both hands —and proposed.
There was no hesitation on the lady’s
part as she accepted, and a moment
later they, occupier but one chair,
while she nestled closely to his manly
breast. Suddenly she started, frowned
and looked him full in the face:
■’Albert,” she said, “you are untrus
U me! You are playing a game witb
me! 1 - You —’’
"Darling,’’ he lisped, “what —”
"You are m-m-making f-f-faces at
me!" she thundered indignantly.
”1 can’t help It," he muttered sad
ly. "My eyeglasses are falling oil
gradually, and I-don’t want to let gc
of your dear little hand."
Temperance Notes
(Conducted by the National Woman’s
Christian Temperance Union.)
FACTOR IN ACCIDENTS. -
During the last few years a number
of very startling accidents have been
clearly traceable to mistakes of per
sons using intoxicants. In most cases
this fact is suppressed, since, if known,
the reeponsibility would center on
some individual and become the basiß
for damage suits. Dr. T. D. Crothers
of Hartford, Conn., who has made a
study of alcohol’s connection with re
cent disasters, gives some of his find
ings in Investigating the causes of
railroad and steamship casualties, fac
tory explosions, fires, automobile ac
cidents and the like. We quote:
•‘Laboratory studies and the asser
tions of the most competent experts
testify to the fact that no appreciable
dose pf alcohol is safe to the human
body. To many men this seems a
very extravagant ciaim and seemingly
contradicted by experience, when ap
parent good work is done by persons
who use spirits. The laboratory shows
that the action of spirits is that of
an anesthetic on the senses and in
this way the integrity of the brain is
Impaired and the evidences of the
outer world through the senses are de
ranged, lowered and lessened. The
laboratory shows that reasoning under
these conditions is very apt to be
faulty. It lacks in rapidity and accu
racy. Conclusions are reached on in
secure basis and judgment of events
Lacks clearness. Laboratory studies
show a cell and motor derangement
and loss of control, which may be
slight at first, but later increased. The
Drdinary caution seems to be dimin
.shed and persons act recklessly, and
both say and do things which later
ire proved to be faulty. There is a
species of egotism which follows the
inesthesia from spirits that is very
nisleading and dangerous.”
WORKING OF WEBB LAW.
Talking recently with a deputy
sheriff in Portland, Maine, whose spe
cial duty it is to look after illegal
•iquor sellers and their accomplices,
Mrs. Stevens. National W. C. T. TJ.
president, asked him how the Webb
aw was working. He quickly replied,
"That is the thing which has broken
their hearts, and broken their backs.”
“We went,” says Mrs.. Stevens, “tc
the rooms in the county courthouse
where the contraband liquor is stored
awaiting legal proceedings. It is then
3ither emptied into the sewer, or dis
posed of in some other legal fray.
The deputy said, ‘Some surprise has
been expressed to see so much liquor
in Portland, but all there is in these
three rooms would not be sufficient
to stock one licensed saloon in Bos
ton, New York, or Chicago.’ He fur
ther said, ‘But for the Webb law we
could not have touched any of the
stuff In .the large room, and very lit
tie of what is in the other two
rooms.’ ”
RISKS TAKEN BY MODERATE
DRINKER.
Two surgeons stood over a man who
was near death from taking an anaes
thetic—so near that both believed he
would never pull through. They did
heroic work to save him. and for
some time it seemed their efforts
would be in vain. Life’s current ebbed
and flowed and sometimes seemed to
cease entirely. So tense were the mo
ments that the sweat stood on their
foreheads. At last there was a faint
glimmer "of hope, and when it was
seen, that death for a time had been
beaten, one of the doctors, a leader
in his profession in this county', stood
up and said: “The longer I practice
medicine, the more clearly I see that
the use of alcoTiol is hurtful to the
human body.’-' The man had not beer
a drunkard. He had been what is
called a "moderate drinker.” Whisky
had put him in condition that made
the anaesthetic a..poison him. —Ex
change.
ABOUT EFFICIENCY.
Temperance work today is very prao
tlcal as compared with the sentimen
tal exhortations of yesterday. In
these days when “efficiency” is so gen
eral a watchword in the world of busl
ness and labor, we are finding not sc
directly that a man is a knave whc
drinks to excess, or even at all, a«
that he is a fool. A runner/who ties
a weight about his leg is no greatei
dunce than the workingman or ths
merchant who puts a dram of liquoi
into his digestion or his brain. It Is
capable of proof by figures and dia
grams that the drinker of even an oe
casional glass of wine or beer 01
whisky injures the work of both his
hands and his mind, while the habi
tual drinker sews up his mental anc
manual machinery permanently. Thli
is the gospel of the new temperance
movement. Almonte (Canada) Ga
sette. s