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Prudences Daughter
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CHAPTER IX—Continued
—ll
Jerrold carefully assisted Prudence
emd Jerry into the car and sat In the
bbmt beside them, holding Jerry’s
Uad.
Jerrold would have considered It an
■dectatton to huve a chauffeur drive
Ha about town, “able-bodied and In
Uy right mind for the most part,” us
he always said, but on rare and state
eccasions like the present he had one
•f the boys from the factory take them
eat while he sat with the others in
the tonneau of the limousine, rigidly
erect and alert and always prepared
far the worst.
Jerry laughed at him. "Settle down,
father, settle down,” she urged, snug
gling her fingers closer Into his hand. ,
"We’il die together, en famine, that’s
oae comfort. ’’
Jerry’s fingers were like Ice. But
there ws« nothing of drooping sadness
!■ her pose; rather with a strained
alertness she remained stiffly upright,
her eyes brilliant, her slender chin
tilled to an unwontedly high degree.
They knew everyone at the club
house, and as they made their way to
the table reserved for them In a far
corner they were obliged to stop by
many chairs for a laughing word with
one and another. They saw Duane on
the moment of their entrance. He
was at a tatle with Irvin VVeatherby
and his wife and Edith, the oldest of
his three daughters. Happily, that
table was not directly on the aisle
they passed through. They lifted their
hands to Jerry as she went by, nod
ding. laughing, and Jerry swept them
all In a quick, bright greeting, forming
the words, “I'll see you later,” with
her lips as she passed.
Duane was amazed at the studied
perfection of her manner, the abso
lutely impersonal friendliness of her
glance.
**Let me get someone to sit with us."
Jerrold suggested, as they reached
their table. “I’m afraid we may seem
dolL We should have made up a
P«rty."
Jerry put a pleading hand on his
nrm. “No, father, please. I’d so much
‘ f rather be —Just by ourselves.”
€■ don’t want him to think you—we
—I don’t want anyone to think—any
thing.’’
Jerrold floundered for words. In his
partisanship af Jerry, he would have
no stranger, not Duane Allerton nor
- any other, have a chance to suspect
of any loneliness or subject to any
alight.
Jerry smiled gratefully for his con
cern as she slipped prettily Into her
chair. She shook her head.
“You certainly are a sweet old thing,
father. But I am not trying to Impress
him. I don’t care to make him jealous.
I don’t want to try any childish bluff
ing. I just feel like having you and
mother. So why bother?”
For at least the thousandth time In
his life Jerrold told himself proudly
that Jerry was a little brick. She
looked about the great room with her
usual air of friendly interest, nodded
to her friends here and there, chatted
a little with those near her, and dis
cussed the gowns, complexions and
coiffures of the other women with her
mother. Bhe even mnde a brave pre
tense of eating her dinner as It was
placed before her. But when once In
a while her flagers touched her father’s
hand, tl.v.* Icy chill of them cut him
like a flash.
At first, in his loyalty to her, L*
would not even look across to the
Weatherty table after that first greet
ing as they entered the room. But
Anally, when he realized that Jerry
had herself perfectly In hand and
needed no anxiety of his, he turned
that way. Duane’s eyes, smoldering,
aomber, were fixed upon her lovely
profile, the cloudy blackness of her
dark hair, the creamy whiteness of her
throat and the shoulder half turned
from him.
Jerrold could not withhold a friend
ly, sympathetic smile, and Dunne re
sponded with o grateful, unsmiling
. nod.
“Any fool could see what's In his
mind," Jerrold thought “The whole
town will be buzzing with It now.”
When they went Into the ballroom
the orchestra waa pluylng. They
found it pleasant place for Prudence
to ait, and Jerry danced with her
father. Then she danced with young
Doctor Morse, and then with Newton
Mackiln. each time returning to her
place beside her mother. It wis after
the third dance, when Duane had per
(gstnseal Ills duty as guest to his hostess
•nd to Bdltli and had sat out a stupid
issrr with old ilr. Weatherby, that
Im excused himself with stumbling
wolds* and with stubborn determlna
tint, with trepidation in tils heart, he
turned hb seeps toward Jerry.
They saw him coming. Jerrold's
pleasant smile froze upon his features,
aind he toyed nervously with the nur
vow chain at his watch. Prudence
Md her breuth. Only Jerry kept up
that light, bright chatter, although her
( Angara shook. Duane continued dog
leg*? inward her, til* eyes upon the
flOiMdjr blackness of her hair.
Jmwld spoke quickly as ht drew
ton* holding out bis hand. His voice
wm van friendly.
By ETHEL HUESTON
**Oh, hello, Duane. How do you like
the Middle West at its very wicked
est ?”
“Oh very much, sir. thank you.”
Duane clung to his hand like u man
drowning, but Jerrold passed him on,
perforce, to Prudence.
“You’ve met my wife, I know—"
“Oh, yes, Mrs. Harmer. But it seems
a very long time. It Is very good to
see you again.”
Prudence lifted her’hand, lifted both
hands, greeted him with u warm,
almost foolish effusiveness, but she
could not postpone the inevitable. He
looked teyond her to Jerry.
“G —good evening.” he said lamely,
and his eyes were riveted to the
haughty lift of her chin.
Jerry smiled. Mindful of the eyes
of the friendly, always Interested home
town, she lifted a slender, Ice-cold
hand and dropped It for a moment In
his. She caught her breath at the sud
den contact. If he retained It, if he
drew It warmly Into his, caressed It,
as he had done In the studio that un
forgotten and unforgettable night, she
knew she could not withstand the
tenderness of his touch. Duane held
it barely a second longer than Is al
lowed by a strict convention, and re
leased It slowly.
“W—will you sit down?" she of
fered generously, in gratitude for his
relinquishment.
The way he dropped Into a chair
beside her gave somehow the Impreci
sion of a ship tossed In a stormy sea,
suddenly and surprisingly finding that
Its anchor held.
“Oh, mother, look!" said Jerry
brightly. “There’s Judge Harris and
his new little wife from California."
She explained to Dunne: “Judge Har
ris Is one of the city pillars, has been
“Jerry 1 You Beautiful Thing."
for centuries, It seems. And a tew
weeks ugo he umazed everybody by
marrying a seventeen-year-old girl on
the (Joust. Naturally he is our chief
subject of gossip. She Is pretty, Isn’t
she? Perhaps people will think she
Is only his daughter.”
Duane professed a tremendous In
terest in the wild marriage of the old
Judge, and the four of them discussed
It down to the minutest detail, until
the subject sank of Its own weight and
died awuy.
There was an awkward Interval.
“Will you dance, Mrs. Harmer?’’
Prudence stood up ut once. “I’d
love to," she declared, quite us If she
meant It.
Then Jerry laughed. She touched
her hand to Duane's arm. "Let me
warn you! Mother cannot dance. She
Is likely to do perfectly terrible things
on the floor. Father and 1 have been
teaching her to dance for twenty
years, and she can’t do It yet 1 She’s
only trying to be polite to you."
“Oh. Jerry,'' protested Prudence,
blushing. “Sometimes I am sure 1 get
ulong quite nicely."
“I nin not u bit alarmed,” Duane
assured her. And then to Jerry, very
pleadingly. "Please wait."
Prudence had a little difficulty get
ting the step at first. "Is—ls It a
waltz?" she asked* apologetically. “I
never can tell the silly things apart."
He laughed ut her confusion. “It's
a fox-trot. Never mind. We’ll get on
finely, I know. Just walk. Why. your
daughter was very unjust to you—you
dance famously! And idl my fears
were groundless."
Pruoence was In n desperate quan
dary. She so wanted to he pleusant
to the poor toy, but when she talked
she always lost the step. She danced
conscientiously half-way around the
room, before she spoke.
"I uni so glud to see you again, Mr.
Allerton. I—l wish things were a
little different. I know we should be
very good friends —if we had a
chance."
"Would yon mind—l suppose you
would rather not call me- Duane," he
said hopefully yet diffidently.
*Td love to. It la ■ nice name,
isn’t It? And Jerrold and I always
speak of you as Duane —when we are
alone."
Duane smiled a little ruefully at
that. “Your husband is wonderful to
me,” he suld. “I never met anyone
like him before. He —he Is Just fine."
“Yes, Isn’t he? I knew you would
like him.”
Duane patiently helped her back
Into the rhythm, and when they were
dancing smoothly again, unable to re
sist his great desire to talk, of Jerry,
he said:
“She Is so beautiful, Isn’t she? She
seems lovelier every time I see her."
“Yes, she Is a beautiful girl. Every
one says so."
“She always seems so—well poised—
so sophisticated. She Is always sure
of herself, never perturbed. Sophis
ticated, that Is the word for It. That
was what deceived me about her at
first.”
"Yes, she looks sophisticated, but
really she Is the most Innocent and
artless thing imaginable. You’d be
surprised."
“Yes. I was."
“Girls are like that now. They get
that air of advanced maturity when
they are no more than children. They
tnlk of the most Intimate and —secret
—things In the most outspoken man
ner. And ’they don’t really know
what they are talking qbout! They
pick up a lot of superficial expressions
from the books they read, from plays,
from movies—they think it is quite
clever to repeat what they hear —
clever and Just n bit shocking. At
heart they are Just as Innocent us we
were when we were young. But they
sound—oh, so very much worse! If
the twins had talked the way girls do
now—well, I should probably have
spanked them."
“I don’t think the 'others are like
Jerry, though—such an air of assur
ance, and such artless Innocence le
neath It."
“Oh, yes, Duane, most young girls
are like that in the beginning. And
men never understand It. They think
girls really know and understand the
things they talk about so rreely. They
don’t at all. And so quite Innocently
they lead them on and on—"
“And whose fault, Mrs. Harmer, In
the end? It was mine, I know, In our
case. But I was sure she wus—play
ing the game. I never dreamed of
unything else. The way slue looked,
the way she talked —”
“Why, Duane, I’ve heard those girls.
Jerry and her friends, sny things to
each other, discuss things, that hon
estly I should not dream o' saying to
one of my Hsters —even to Jerrold!
They don’t know what they’re talking
about, I tell you. They think It’s smart
to appear sophisticated and blase —
and at heart they ure children. Oh,
after a while they learn —but they
haven’t yet. Isn’t it too bud that men
don’t understand them—as their moth
ers do?"
When they returned to Jerrold and
Jerry, who were waiting for them,
Prudence said brightly:
“Now, you see, Jerry, I did very
well, after all l I was only out of step
a time or two, wnsn’t I, Dun—Mr.
Allerton? And we tulked all the time,
and you know usuully 1 can't talk
when I’m dancing. I think ! may learn
after all —In time."
Others came up, Joined the little
group, chatted a while and drifted on.
When the music began again Dunn?
turned to Jerry.
“W—will you dance?"
"Yes," she answered briefly.
When they had moved away, Jerrold
turned to Prudence.
“She can say what she likes, and
you may believe it if you want to.
But Jerry wanted to dance with him.
Half a dozen boys came up and asked
her to dance, and she made excuses
every time. she was Just waiting for
him to come back."
Prudence smiled at his stupidity und
suld nothing.
Jerry and Duane had (lanced the full
length of the room without a word
between them.
"Jerry,” be said at last, very softly.
"I realize, of course, that you wore
this gown mostly In defiance, hut 1
hope it was Just a little bit for remem
brance too."
"Mr. Allerton, pleuse—"
"Duane," he Interrupted. "You
cuiled me Duane in New York that
night."
She lifted a slender shoulder, aban
doned the use of the nuiue entirely. "I
would not for the world humiliate you
before other people. But you must
help me. They know I met you In
New York —they are watching us to
gether. Make It easy for me, won't
you? Stay uway from me. Talk to
others—"
"Jerry, how can you ask me to sec
anyone else when you are here?"
"Oh, please don’t 1"
They danced for a while in silence.
"Jerry! Waa it a little for remum
l ranee?”
"Mr. Allerton, I ask you to help
me. I am trying so hard to lei things
go off —nicely—so no one will suspect
—anything. Don’t make It harder for
me than It Is already."
"But, Jerry, if you would only let
THE COSTILLA COUNTY DEMOCRAT
me talk to you—Just once—let me tell
you—let me expluln—.»•
"There isn’t a thing in the world to
tell me, a thing In the world to’ex
plain. I understand you perfectly—
now. And I am not such a fool us to
think you don’t understand me as well.
I know you do." And then she added
bitterly, “With the experience you’ve
hud.”
His eyes contracted sharply at the
cruelty of her words. “You didn’t need
to turn the knife, Jerry. The first cut
was shurp enough."
Aguin they dunced In silence.
“Jerry, I love you, Doesn’t that
make any difference?”
"No. If you love me—lt does not
make any difference."
After a long interval he said, very
softly: “Jerry, tell me, when you are
with me—like this—doesn’t It make
you think a little bit—of that night In
the studio? You were so sweet, Jerry.
You were the loveliest thing I ever
suw. I shall never forget the feeling
I had when you first looked up at me—
the flame-colored gown—your cloudy
black hair—and, most <>f all, that
brave, glue, brightness in your eyes.
Oh. Jerry, It was » wonderful night—
you can’t deny that—lt was a beau
tiful night—you can’t—”
“Don’t do that!’’ Jerry’s voice was
very low, very Intense. “Don’t! I urn
trying—so hard—to let things go—
When you talk to me—like that—l’ve
Just got to be insulting to you to—
keep—"
‘‘To keep from loving me. Jerry,” he
finished, when her voice faltered.
Jerry lifted her misty blue eyes un
der the shadowing fringe of the durk
lashes, looked at him, directly, very
frankly, and answered surprisingly:
"Yes.”
“Oh, Jerry,” he pleaded. “You love
me ulready. _ You can’t put me off any
longer, you—"
A slight, almost imperceptible move
ment, and Jerry was free of his arm.
She called softly across to Newton
Macklin, standing near them:
“Oh, Newton, we have been looking
everywhere for yon." When he had
Joined them she slipped her fingers in
.his arm. She looked at Duane with
Ice-cold eyes, and smiled, with Ice
cold lips. “It was a wonderful dance,
Mr. Allerton. Will you tell mother
1 am going with Newton to find Itae
Forsythe, and that 1 shall stay with
the girls for u while? Thank you so
much.”
Duane merely bowed, said nothing,
and turned away,
"Newton,” Jerry whispered fnlntly,
T feel sick. Will you take me home?
Mother Is having loch a nice time I
dou’t want to bother her. Will you
take me home, and then come back
and tell her luttron?”
CHJ fTEfc x
Jerry’* Plaything
In the first week!of December there
was a heavy Middle West blizzard, and
for two days the city cowered under
stinging winds and cutting sleet. After
that came a stil., biting cold, that
warmed gradually to a blanketing
snowfall. And on the fifth day when
the streets were packed to a slick but
solid bottom, Jerry, unable to endure
the brooding loneliness of her thoughts
any longer, got out the roadster and
went for a careful ice-cold ride be
tween fields of dazzling whiteness,
along roadways Hanked with snow
bowed trees.
It was late In the afternoon when
she turned back. As she drove through
town, at the corner of Sixth and Lo
cust streets she was held up by the
traffic officer, standing foremost of the
cars awaiting his signal. Jerry wait
ed, as always, with alert eyes on the
officer’s hand, her foot poised for a
sharp pressure on the gas throttle to
make the quick get-away on which she
prided herself, when the tide of the
traffic was turned.
“Jerry! You beautiful thing!”
The half-tender, half-mocking voice
was directly beside her. Jerry caught
her breath. She did not tun her head,
did not waver her Intent gaze upon the
detaining officer. She 4cnew without
looking that be was close to the cur,
leaning toward her, his chin grimly
set. his eyes unsmiling. Jerry knew
she could endure no more.
In that moment she received the sig
nal. She (long the car Into gear,
pressed hard upon the throttle, and
the “Baby” gpnmg forward like a cata
pult. Jerry beard a warning whistle
from the officer to reprove her for her
reckless speed, hut she did not pause
nor look behind. She drove with i Tld,
iron-set muscles up the heuutiful, glis
tening avenue, and whirled Into the
garage behind the house. Jerry hud
reached the end of her resistance. As
In her childish days she had struggled
with the broken toy until convinced
of her Impotence, so now she realized
the Ineffectiveness of her struggle
against the love of this man. She
would leave p to Prudence und Jer
rold.
(TO UK CONTINUED.)
Meerschaum Pipes
Meerschauvi Is the name given to
•>ne of the ilUnite* of mugnesium. It
Is a mineral of white, creamy color,
and receive* Its name from its appear
once and the position In which it li
sometimes found, suggesting that It
was petrified foam from the sea. It
Is obtained from various places, but
the best quality comes from Asia Mi
nor. Rich deposits of It exist at a
place culled Sepetdje, about twenty
miles from Esklcliehlr. It Is soft
w hen dug, but becomes hard when dry.
Most of It i* K ent tb Vienna, or waa
before the ter, where it was made
Into tohacce pipes, many of them
highly urtlstic. Similar pipes are
made In and Purls. The pipes
><re cut Into shape and afterward pol
ished.
Daddy's Evening
Fairy Tale
by
MARY GRAHAM BONNER.
WHITE MOUNTAIN GOATS
“I’m sure I can’t help It, I’m sure I
can’t,” said the White Mountain Goat
to his neighbor.
“What can’t you help?" asked his
neighbor, another White Mountain
Goat.
“I can’t help It because I am dirty,"
said the White Mountain Goat.
“As far as that Is concerned," said
the neighbor White Mountain Goat, “I
am no better.
"I am dirty, too."
“But doesn’t It seem a pity?" asked
the White Mountain Goat.
“It does,” said the neighbor, “but we
can’t help It." /
“Just what I said. Just what I snld,”
remarked the White Mountain Goat.
“We can’t help it," he repeated. “But
It Is a disgrace to our family name. We
are called the White Mountain Goat
family, and outside our yard, here In
the zoo, Is a sign which reads:
“ ‘The White Mountain Goats.’ "
"Well, we are White Mountain
Goats," said the neighbor. “The sign
Is nil right. There Is nothing the mat
ter with It. The sign spenks the truth."
“Of course,” said the White Moun
tain Goat, “the sign Itself doesn’t
spenk the truth.
“The sign can’t speak, for that mat
ter. But the truth has been written
Neighbor White Mountain Goat.
upon the sign—or in some way put up
on the sign so it reads as It does.
"Someone who knew what we were,
put that upon the sign. It’s a fortu
nate thing that they don’t let anyone
write upon those signs, or print upon
those signs.
“There’d be some funny mistakes
If that were the case. I’ve heard peo
ple at the zoo make the most extraor
dinary mistakes in animals.
“I’ve heard a leopard called a tiger
and a tiger called a leopard and I’ve
even henrd a hippopotamus called a
rhinoceros.
“Yes, I’ve even heard that"
“Well," said the neighbor, “I don’t
suppose they would let any such Igno
rant person put up the signs.
“Then, too, visitors can’t be expected
to know us righf away. It Is by com
ing to see us, or by reading about us
or by seeing our pictures that they
get to know’ us.
"They even make mistakes in each
other. I’ve seen one person speak to
another and have to explain who she
was before the other remembered her.
“And then the other person would
say:
“ ‘Of course, of course. You will for
give me, won’t you? You see, my dear,
I haven’t seen you In such a long
time.’ ”
“That Is so,” said the White Moun
tain Goat, “hut of course, It Is harder,
I should think, to tell one person from
another than a rhinoceros from a hip
popotamus.
“But we don’t live up to the family
name. We aren't white. We are quite
soiled, quite. We are too active, we
do too much."
“Yes, that Is why we don’t keep
white," said the neighbor, "hut In the
spring when we shed our coats and
are all dressed up for the summer we
are white. Then we are worthy of the
family name.”
"True," said the White Mountain
Goat, “hut It Isn't always the spring.
The other day a child passed In front
of our yard with another, nnd she said:
" 'See, little sister, there Is a sign
which says those animals are white
.mountain gouts, but they're not very
white-looking.’
"That made me very sod."
"My dear White Mountain Goat, you
mustn't be sad,” answered his neigh
bor, "for we cannot help it as we have
both agreed. If we could help It, it
would be different and we would dis
grace the family name. But It Is bet
ter to grow n little dlrty-looklng aud
keep busy than to be Idle and to look
ns white ns jyiow —when snow Is white.
Even snow gets dirty I"
"That's so,” agreed Moun
tain Goat. "Your words have cheered
ine up a great deal. And now lam to
be cheered still more."
For Just them the keeper brought the
goats their favorite meal of outs and
clover.
Puzzles
Where does all the snuff go to?
No one nose.
• • •
Why Is woman llko a stove?
Often needs a new lid.
0 • •
Why are hot biscuits like the srm?
They rise in "yeaat" and aet b*
hind the vest.
• • •
What has eyea yet cannot see?
A potato,
LATE EVENTS
of Interest
IN COLORADO
Boulder. —A. E. Howe, president of
the Boulder Chamber of Commerce
and a leading businessman of this city,
recently announced the decision of
himself and a group of businessmen
here to pledge a fund of $20,000 to fi
nance the operations of the Boulder
flour mill which has been closed since
1921.
Denver. —Botulism, rare and dread
disease resulting from poisoned food,
caused the death of two persons, fa
ther and daughter, at Rockvale, Colo 4,
after their New Year dinner, and near
ly cost the lives of three other mem
bers of the same family, according to
a report to Dr. Samuel McKelvey, sec
retary of the State Board of Health.
Denver. —Earl B. Darrow of Pueblo
was re-elected president of the Colo:
rado Association of Ice Cream Manu
facturers for his third consecutive
term at the final meeting of the organ
ization’s annual three-day convention.
M. N. Due of Grand Junction was re
flected vice president, J. C. Nelson of
Denver, treasurer, and David Thomas
of Denver, secretary.
Denver. —Following a conference
held here between federal and state of
ficials In Governor Morley’s office, the
state formally dismissed the long
fought suit which It had brought in
1922 against Roger W. Toll as superin
tendent of the Rocky Mountain Nation
al park in the Federal District Court,
seeking to restrain the superintendent
from enforcing federal control of state
highways within the park. Supple
mental to this action. Governor Mor
ley agreed to submit to the next State
Legislature a bill to cede to the feder
al government all state highways with
in the Rocky Mountain National park.
Denver. —The Industrial Employ
ment Survey report for Colorado, Just
issued from the office of the U. S. Em
ployment Service of the U. S. De- j
partmont of Labor, states that In- ;
creased activity and employment In j
metal and coal mining and in some I
manufacturing lines, has offset to I
quite a little extent seasonal decreases I
during December In activity and em- j
ployment In agricultural, railroad and
public improvement lines. There ex
ists, however, more than an ample sup
ply of all classes of labor, except for
a moderate number of experienced
metal miners and skilled mechanics
for work in mining machinery and
steel and iron plants. Coal mining
continues particularly active In Trini
dad, Walsenburg, Colorado Springs.
Louisville and Routt county districts.
Coal miners are steadily employed
and are Jn strong demand in Routt
county. Oil field drilling operations
In some of the oil districts are being
interrupted to some extent by inclem
ent, snowy weather. Ending of sugar
beet harvesting and beet sugar manu
facturing during December, caused the
rolease of hundreds of seasonal field
and factory workers; many of those
released, however are finding employ
ment in metal and coal mining, live
stock* feeding, manufacturing plants
and other work. Industrial activity and
employment increased during Decem
ber In many lines, particularly at
plants manufacturing mining machin
ery, Iron and stfe&l products, railroad
equipment,* meat products, automobile
accessories, rubber goods and confec
tionery. Building was Interrupted
somewhat by adverse weather but will
continue active as weather conditions
will permit. Building labor supply of
all classes more than ample to fill re
quirements. Railroad employment,
which continued above normal during
a greater part of December, has reced
ed to the usual winter number of
workers.
Steamboat Springs.—Luther Garret,
negro, who shot and killed Golden El
lis, also colored, at Oak Creek, Nov. 22
last, was found guilty of second degree
murder by a Jury In the District Court
and sentenced by Judge Herrick to
serve from twenty-five to forty years
In the state penitentiary.
Pueblo. —The strike on both local
daily papers ended by a compromise.
The new agreement provides for an
increase of $1.50 a week, up to July 1,
and then an additional increase of $3
a week. The agreement will he in ef
fect for eighteen months Instead of a
year. Tho printers wsre awarded $3
a week on a $4 demand at hearings
held by the State industrial Relations
Commission.
Denver. —State Auditor Charles Da
vis has distributed $507,204 to the
counties as their share of the collec
tions of state gasoline tax during the
last half of 1925. The tax was dlstrlb-t
uted for the maintenance of state high
ways in proportion to the mileage of
state highways in each county. This
distribution Is an increase over the
amount received by the counties at
this time last year. It was then $492,*
216.
Canon City.—A new stadium, cover
ing about four acres of ground, Is to
he built by prison labor, according to
prison authorities here. The stadium
will be built on the penitentiary
grounds and will soat about 2,000. It
will afford a field for Inmates to use
without going outside the prison walls,
and can be used for public affairs and
athletic contests.
Yampa.—J. Alfred, president of the
State Livestock Inspection board has
been making a tour of Investigation in
this section to check up on cattle rus
tling reports.
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