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HARRIET!
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Kathleen Norris i
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Copyright by Kathleen Norris
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I.—Harriot Field, twenty
•lffht years old and beautiful, is the so
da! secretary of the flirtatious Mrs. Isa
belle Ca-ter, at “Crownlands,” Richard
Carter’s home, and governess of 17-year
old Nina Carter. Ward, twenty-four years
old and Impressionable, fancies himself In
love with his mother’s attractive secre
tary. Mrs. Carter's latest “affair” Is
with young Anthony Pope, and the youth
to taking it very seriously.
CHAPTER ll.—Presiding over the tea
cups this summer afternoon, Harriet Is
profoundly disturbed by the arrival of a
visitor. Royal Blondin. Next day, at a
tea party In the city, Blondin makes him
self agreeable to Nina and leaves a. deep
Impression on the unsophisticated girl.
Chapter 2—Continued
"Oh, yes—if Mother lets me come
diown!“ fluttered Nina. “But, no—
we’re to be at Granny’s!” she remem
bered.
“Soon, then!” He left her in the
circling group, but all the world saw
him kiss her hand. Nina wandered
about In a daze of pleasure and satis
faction for another half-hour, paying
attentions to Mother’s poky friends
■with a sparkle and charm that amazed
them. Presently Ward and the demure
Amy Hawkes found her; the car was
waiting. Miss Field, Ward said, was
«o longer at the tea table; she had
left a message to the effect that she
was walking home and would be there
as soon as they were.
He asked Amy and Nina, whose Irre
pressible gossip and giggling met with
only silence and scowls from his su
perior altitude, if they knew why Miss
Harriet had decided to walk. They
Ftared at each other innocently, on the
brink of fresh laughter. No; they
hadn’t the least Idea.
CHAPTER 111.
Royal Blondin went straight from
Nina to the tea table, which was al
most deserted now. Harriet saw him
coming, and she knew what hour had
come. She stood up as he reached
her, and they measured each other
narrowly, with unsmiling eyes.
There was reason for her paleness
today, and for the faint violet shadow’s
about her beautiful eyes. Harriet had
lain awake deep into the night, toss
ing and feverish. She had always
thought that he must come back; for
years the fear had haunted her at
every street crossing, at every ring of
TJnda’s doorbell. At first it had been
but a shivering apprehension of his
claims, an anticipation of what he
might expect or want from her. Then
came a saner time, w’hen she told her
self that she was an Independent hu
nrsn being as well as he, that she
might meet his argument with argu
ment, and his threat with threat
But for the past year or two her
lessening thoughts of him had taken
new’ form. Harriet had hoped that
•when they met again she might be tn I
■ position to punish Royal Blondin, to '
look down at him from heights that |
even his audacity might not scale. j
That time, she told herself in the '
fever of the night, had not yet come.
Her pitiful achievements, her beauty,
her French and Spanish, her sober
book reading, and her little affecta
tions of fine linen and careful speech,
all seemed to crumple to nothing. She
seemed again to be the furious, help
less, seventeen-year-old Harriet of
the Watertown days, her armor Inef
fectual against that suave and self
confident presence.
She had forced herself to unbind
the w’rappings, to look at the old
wound. She had gone In spirit to that
old, shabby parlor to which Linda and
Fred had carried Josephine’s crib late
every night, and w’here sheet music
had cascaded from tire upright piano.
She saw, w’ith the young husband and
wife, a fiery, tumble-head girl of fif
teen or sixteen, who helped with her
sister’s cooking and housework, who
adored the baby, who planned a future
on the stage, or as a great painter, or
as a great writer—the means mat
tered not so much that the end was
fame and wealth and happiness for
Harriet.
Fred had brought Royal Blondin~’ln
to supper one night, and Royal had
laughed with the others at the spirited
little waitress who delivered herself of ;
tremendous decisions while she came [
and went with plates, and forgot to i
take off her checked blue apron when
she finally slipped Into her place.
The man had been a derelict then,
ns now. But he was nine years older
than Harriet Field. He had had the
same delightful voice, the same pen
etrating eyes. He had brought poetry,
music, art, into the sordid little parlor
of the Watertown apartment; he had
helped Harriet to tame and house
those soaring ambitions. She felt
again those kisses that had waked the
little-girl heart Into passionate wom
anhood ; she shut her eyes and pressed
her hand tight against them. So young
—so happy—so confident I—plungingl—plunging
headlong into that searing blackness.
And now Royal Blondin was back
again, and ahe was not ready for him.
flhg. could _ pot score But he
I* could hurt her Irreparably If fie
would. Isabelle was an Indifferent
: mother, and an Incorrigible flirt, but
: at the first word, at the first hint —ah,
: there would be no arguing, no weigh
ing of the old blame and responslldl
: Ity! If there was the faintest cloud
of doubt, that would be enough!
Harriet had shaken back her mane
of hair, had Hammered furious fists
together up on the dark balcony. It
wasn’t fair —it wasn’t fair—Just now,
when she was so secure and happy!
She had flung her arms across the
railing, and buried her hot face on
them, and had wept desperate and an
gry tears into the silken and golden
tangle that shone dully in the star
light
She did not refuse him her hand
when he came to the tea table, or her
eyes, and there was friendliness, or
the semblance of it, in the voice with
which she said his name. That he was
waiting, perhaps as fearfully as she,
for his cue, was evidenced by the
quick relief with which he echoed the
old familiarity.
“Harriet! I find you again. I’ve
been waiting all this time to find you!
I’d heard Ward speak of ‘Miss Field.’
of course! But it never meant you.
to me. I’ve been thinking of you all
night.”
“I’ve been thinking, too,” she said,
simply.
“It’s after six,” Blondin said with
a glance about. “We can’t talk here.
Can you get away? Can we go some
where?”
Without another word she deserted
her seat, pinned on her hat, and
picked up her gloves.
“There’s a very quiet back road
straight down to Crownlands,” she
said, considering. “We might walk.”
“Anything!” he assented, briefly.
Guided by Harriet, who was familiar
with the place, they slipped through
the hallway, and out a side door. They
had no sooner gained silence and soli
tude than the man began deliberately:
“Harriet, I have not thought of any
thing else since I came upon you yes
terday, after all these years. I want
you to tell me that you—you aren’t
angry with me. You knew—you knew
how desperately I tried to find you,
Harriet? What a hell I went through?”
If she had steeled herself against
the possibility of his shaking her, she
failed herself now. It wac with an
involuntary and bitter little laugh that
she said:
“You had no monopoly of that,
Roy.”
“But you ran away from me!” he
accused her. “When I went to find
you, they told me the Davenports had
moved away. Won’t you believe that
I felt terrible—that I walked the
streets, Harriet, praying—praying!—
that I might catch a glimpse of you.
( It was the uppermost thought for
years—how many years? Seven?”
“More than eight,” she corrected,
in a somewhat lifeless voice. “I was
eighteen. My one thought, my one
hope, w’hen I last saw you, in Linda’s
house,” she went on, with sudden pas
sion, *was that I w’ould never see you
again I But I’m glad to hear you say
, this, Roy,” she added. In a gentler
' tone. “I’m glad you—felt sorry. Our
going away was a mere chance. Fred
Davenport was offered a position on
a Brooklyn paper, and we all moved
from Watertown to Brooklyn. I was
grateful for it; I only wanted to dis
appear! Linda stood by me, her chil
dren saved my life. I was a nursery
maid for a year or two —I never saw
anybody or went anywhere! I look ;
back,’’ Harriet said, talking more to
herself than to him, and walking
swiftly along in the golden sunset that
streamed across the old back road,
“and I wonder I didn’t go stark, star
ing mad!”
“Don’t think about it,” he urged,
with concern.
“No; I’ll not think about it. Royal,
don’t think that all my feeling was for
myself. I thought of you, too. I
missed you. Truly, I missed what you
had given my life!”
A dark flush came to the man’s face,
and when he spoke it was with an
honest shame and gratitude in his
voice that would have surprised the ,
women who had only known him In
his later years.
“You are generous, Harriet,” he
said. “You were always the most
generous girl In the world!”
More stirred than she wished to
show herself, Harriet walked on, and
there was a silence.
“Linda and Fred made it hard for
you?” he asked.
“Oh, no! They were angels. But of
course In their eyes, and mine, too—
I was marked.”
Silence. Royal Blondin gave her a
glance full of distress and compunc
tion. But he did not speak, and it
was Harriet who ended the pause.
“Well, that’s what a little girl of
eighteen may do with her life!” she
said. “I have been a fool—l have
made a wreck of mine!”
“You are the most beautiful woman
in the world,” Royal Blondin said,
steadily, “you are established here,
they all adore you! Why do you say
that your life is a wreck?”
“I am the daughter of Professor
Field,” said Harriet, “and at twenty
seven I am the paid companion of
Mrs. Richard Carter’s daughter! Oh,
well—l was happy enough to have the
opportunity. What of yourself? Where
have you been?”
But he was not quite ready to drop
the personal note.
“Harriet, now that we have met,
we’ll be friends? My life now is among
these people; you’ll not be sorry if we
occasionally meet?”
“In this casual, way—no, we can
stand that!” she agreed. The fears
of the night rose like mist, melted
IL MS. b«<l enough, bat It was
not "what her Inflamed and fantastic
apprehension had made it. He was
no revengeful villain, after all. He
did not mean to harm her.
“I’ve been everywhere,” he said, an
swering her question. “I made two
trips to China from San Francisco. I
was Interested in Chinese antiques.
Then I went into a Persian rug thing,
with a dealer. We handled rugs; I
went all over the Union. After that,
four years ago, I went to Persia and
IndL’i, and met some English people,
and went with them to London.
Then I came back here, as a sort of
press agent to a Swami who wanted to
be introduced In America, and after he
left I rather took up his work. Yogi
and interpretive reading, ‘Chltra’ and
‘Shojo’—you don’t know them?”
She shook her head, sufficiently at
ease now even to smile in faint de
rision.
“And what’s the future in It, Roy?”
Now that the black dread was laid, she
could almost like him.
“The present Is extremely profit
able,” he said dryly, "and I suppose
there might be —well, say a marriage
In it, some day—”
“A rich widow?” Harriet suggested,
simply.
“Or a little girl with a fortune, like
this little Carter girl,” he added,
lightly.
Harriet gave him a swift look.
“Don’t talk nonsense! Nina’s only
a child!”
“She’s almost eighteen, isn’t she?”
The girl walked swiftly on for a full
minute.
“You weren’t —quite—a child at
eighteen,” he reminded her.
The color flooded her transparent
dusky skin.
“That’s —exactly—what I was!” she
said dryly. “But talk to Nina, if you
don’t believe me! Everything that is
“A Rich Widow?" Harriet Suggested,
Simply.
school-girly and romantic and undevel
oped, la Nina. She is absolutely Inex
perienced ; she's what I called her, a
child ! It’s —preposterous 1”
“I suppose," the man drawled, “that
that is a question for the young lady,
and her parents, and myself to decide.”
Harriet bit her lip. This was utterly
unexpected. Into her calculations, up
to this point, she had taken only Royal
Blondin and herself. If his words cov
ered any truth, then the matter did
not stop there. Nina was Involved,
and with Nina, Ward and Nina's
father and Isabelle—
The complications were endless; her
heart sickened before them. And yet,
the conviction that Royal dared not
betray her had been flooding Harriet's
heart with exquisite reassurance dur
ing this past half hour. She was safe;
her life at Crownlands took on a new
end wonderful beauty with that knowl
edge. And If she was fit to continue
there, Nina’s companion, Isabelle's
confidante, guide and Judge for the
whole household, could she with any
logic wain them against this man?
He had her trapped, and she saw it.
To threaten his standing was to wreck
her own.
Her eyes looked beyond him darkly;
the girl was young and Innocent,
greedy for flattery, eager to live. What
chance had little Nina Carter against
charm like his—experience like his?
"I may never be asked to the house
after tomorrow night,” said Blondin.
“She won’t be here tomorrow night.
This may be the beginning and end of
it. All I ask Is that if lam made wel
come here, on my own merits, you
won’t Interfere I The mere fact that
you’re living here doesn’t mean that
you have the moral responsibility of
the family on your shoulders, does it?”
“No-o,” Harriet admitted, in a
troubled tone.
“Os course not I You live your life,
and I mine. Is there anything wrong
about that?”
“You know you would never look
at that girl except for her money,
Roy I” she burst out
“Nor would anyone else I” he amend
ed, suavely.
Harriet gave a distressed laugh.
“Comet You and I never saw each
other until this week,” Blondin urged.
“That’s the whole story.”
Before she answered, the girl looked
beyond him at the splendid stables and
lawns of Crownlands. It never lost
its charm for her, her castle of
dreams; she had longed to be part of
Just such a household all her life I
Now she actually was part of it, aud
it what Mary Putnam had hinted was
true, if her own fleeting suspicion only
a few evenings ago was true; then she
might some, day really belong to
Crownlands, In good earnest ?
Harriet made her choice.
“Very well,” she said, briefly, "I un
derstand you. I turn in here. Good
night I”
"Just a second I’’ he said, detaining
her. “You won’t hurt me with any of
them. Ward or the girl, or the father?"
The girl’s lips curled with distaste.
“No,” she said tonelessly.
In another second she was gone. He
saw the slender figure, in its green
gown, disappear at a turning of the
Ivied wall. She paused for no back
ward glance of farewell. But Royal
Blondin was satisfied.
CHAPTER IV.
Again Harriet fled through the quiet
house as if pursued by furies, and
again reached her room with white
cheeks and a fast-beating heart. Nina
was not there. She crossed to the win
dow, and stood there with her hands
clasped on her chest, and her breath
coming and going stormliy.
“Oh, he’s clever 1” she whispered,
half aloud. “He’s clever! He never
made a threat. He never made a
threat of any kind 1 He knew that he
hnd me—he knew that he had me Just
where he wanted me! And what he
does here, In making his way with this
family, doesn’t concern me! Nina is
old enough to decide for herself.”
Nina had been experiencing what
were among the pleasantest hours of
her life. A school friend, Amy Hawkes,
who was romance personified, under a
plain and demure exterior, hnd ob
served Nina's long conversation with
Royal Blondin, and had found an arch
allusion to it so well received by Nina
that she had followed up that line of
conversation, ever since.
Amy was to sleep with Nina, and
Harriet realized, as she superintended
their fluttered dressing, that she. Har
riet, would be obliged to go to their
door five times, between eleven and
one o'clock that night, and tell them
that they must stop talking.
There was a modest knock at the
door, and Rosa came In with a box.
She smiled, and put It on Harriet's
desk.
“For me?” the girl said, smiling in
answer, and with some surprise. Rosa
nodded, and went her way, and Har
riet went to the box. It was not
large, a florist’s box of dark green
cardboard; Harriet untied the raffia
string, and Investigated the mass of
silky tissue paper. Inside was an or
chid. She opened the accompanying
envelope, and found Ward's card. On
the back he had written, “Just a little
worried because he’s afraid you’re
cross at him !”
Harriet stood perfectly still, the or
chid In one hand, the card crushed in
the other. Ward Carter had sent or
chids, no doubt, to other girls. But
Harriet Carter had never had an or
chid before from a man.
She put the card into her little desk,
and the orchid into a slender crystal
vase. Then she went back to advise
Amy and Nina as to gold beads and
the arrangement of hair. Ewt a little
later, when she was In the big house
keeper's pantry, where several maids
were busy with last-minute manipula
tions of olives and Ice and grapefruit.
Ward came out and found her, soberly
busy In her old cheeked silk.
“Why didn't you wear it?”
"Wear It you bad. extravagant
child! I’ll wear it to town tomorrow.”
"No; but—” he sank bis tone to one
of enjoyable confidences —“but were
you mad at me? You looked so glum
at breakfast."
“Weil, you had nothing to do with
It 1” she assured him. In her blg-sls
terly voice. “And it was the first or
chid I ever had, and T loved you for
it I”
It was with something like pain and
impatience In his tone that Ward said
gruffly:
“Yes, you do 1 You like me about as
much as you like Nina or Granny 1”
“I like you—sht Just a little better
than I do Granny I” Harriet confided.
“Don't spoil your dinner with olives,
Ward! Don’t muss that —there’s a
dear! Dinner’s announced, by the
way. It's quarter past eight.”
"I'm going!’’ he grumbled, discon
tentedly.
“At any rate, I love the orchid!”
Harriet said, soothingly. He was
laughing, too, as he disappeared, but
something In his face was vaguely
troubling to her none the less, and she
remembered it now and then with a
little compunction during her quiet
evening of reading. Well, she would
see Linda on Saturday, and have Sun
day with her and the children, and
that meant always a complete change
and a shifted viewpoint, even when, as
frequently happened, Linda took the
older-sisterly privilege of scolding.
When Harriet had chaperoned Nina
and Amy to the Friday afternoon mat
inee. and had duly deposited Amy aft
erward In the Hawkes mansion, and
had escorted Nina to her grandmoth
er’s apartment, she was free to direct
Hansen to drive her to the Jersey
tube, and to spend a hot, uncomfort
able hour In a stream of homegoing
commuters, on the way to Linda's
house.
She mounted the three cement steps
from the sidewalk level, and the four
shabby and peeling wooden ones that
rose to the porch. On this hot sum
mer afternoon the front door was
open, and Harriet stepped Into the
odorous gloom of the hull, and let
the screen door bang lightly behind
her.
Immediately, In the open archway
Into the parlor, a girl of fifteen ap
peared, a pretty girl with blue eyes
and brown hair, a shabby but fresh
little shirtwaist belted by a shabby
but clean white skirt, and a napkin
dangling-from her band,.
"Oh. Mother—lt’s Aunt Harriet! o’l,
you darling—!"
Harriet. Inqghlng, went from the
child’s wild embrace Into the arms of
Linda herself, a tall, broadly built,
pleasant-faced woman with none of
Harriet's own unusual beauty, but
with a family resemblance to her
younger sister nevertheless.
“Well, you sweet good child 1” she
said warmly. “Fred —here’s Harriet!
Well, my dear, Isn’t it fortunate that
we were late I We’d hardly com
menced!” .
The remaining members of the fam
ily now streamed forth: Fred Daven
port, a thin, rather gray man of fifty,
with an Intelligent face, a worried
forehead, and kindly eyes; Julia, a
blonde beauty of twelve; Nammy, a
fat, sweet boy of five, with a bib on;
and Pip, a serious ten-year-old, with
black hair and faded blue overalls.
Fred was a newspaper man, one of
the submerged many, underpaid, over
worked, unheard, yet vaguely gratified
through all the long years by the feel
ing that his groove was not quite the
groove of the office, the teller’s desk,
or the traveling salesman’s "beat."
Here in the little suburban town his
opinions gained some little weight
from the fact that he had been ten
years with a New York evening paper.
Mrs. Davenport was Interested In ev
ery tiling he sister had to say; knew
the Carters, and even some of their
closest friends, by name, and asked
all sorts of questions about them.
Later In the evening Fred was at
the piano. It was a poor piano, and
he was a poor player who smoked his
old pipe while he painstakingly
fingered Mendelssohn’s "Songs With
out Words” or the score of “The
Geisha.” But Linda loved him.
“He will putter away there, per
fectly content, for an hour," site told
Harriet. “And at ten you’ll see him
starting to get Josephine. They’re
great chums—-she thinks there’s no
one In the world like Daddy!"
Harriet's thoughts had wandered.
“How’s DavldT’
“Lovely. He always comes to us
for Sunday dinner,” Linda said. “And
he always asks for you!’’ she added,
with some slgnflcance. David Daven
port, Fred's somewhat heavy and plod
ding brother, a successful Brooklyn
dentist, had never made any secret
of bls feeling for the beautiful Har
riet.
I “I like David!” Harriet said. In an
j swer to some faint Indication of re
' proach In her sister's tone. But Im
mediately afterward she added. In a
lower voice: “Ward Carter has had
Royal Blondin at the house this
| week!" . . _
(To be Continued)
Without Fear.
A little girl was reproached by her
mother for Ironing her doll's clothes
on Sunday. “It's very wicked,” said
the mother, “to do that on Sunday—
and you may be sure the I-ord sees
you." “Oh. then I’m sure He knows
this Iron Is cold, so It's all right,” an
swered the little girl.
Man Can Make Himself.
In the majority of Instances a man
can do what he pleases with himself—
can make what he wants to make of
himself. Things that get In his path
are not ohs’acles unless he choose to
regard them obstacles. Man la his
own maker.
Serial No. 013746
NOTICE OF THE APPLICATION
of the Oregon Basin Oil and Gas Com
pany for a United Static Patent to
the Polly Oil Placer Mining Claim
United States Land Office,
Lander. Wyoming,
February 16, 1922
Notice is hereby given that in
pursuance of Chapter 6. Title 32 of
the Revised Statutes of the United
States, the undersigned, The Oregon
Basin OH and Gas Company, a cor
poration oganlzed and existing under
the laws of the state of Wyoming,
with its principal office and place of
business at Cheyenne, Wyoming, by
Wilfrid O’Leary. Its duly authorized
agent and attorney In fact, claiming
one quarter section or 160 acres of oil
placer mining ground known as the
“Polly OH Placer Mining Claim,”
situate, lying and being in Park Coun
ty, Wyoming, has made application to
the United States for a patent for
said oil placer mining claim, which Is
more particularly described as fol
lows:
The Southwest Quarter (BWK) of
Section Five (6), Township Fifty
one (51) North of Range One Hun
dred (100) West of the 6th P. M.
The notice of location of said
Polly Oil Placer Mining Claln:
Is of record In the office of the Coun
ty Clerk and Ex-Offlclo Register of
Deeds In and for Park County, State
of Wyoming, at Cody, Wyoming, In
Book No. 6 of Location Notice Re
cords at Page No. 262 thereof.
That said claim and premises, to
gether with the surface ground there
in contained and hereby sought to be
patented, Is bounded as follows:
On the north by the Sidney Oil
Placer Mining Claim;
On the south by the Katie Oil
Placer Mining Claim;
On the east by the Pauline Oil
Placer Mining Claim;
On the west by the Nicholas Oil
Placer Mining Claim;
Any and all persons claln-Ing ad
versely to the said ell placer mining
claim and premises or any part there
of, so above described and applied
for. are hereby notified that unless
their claims are duly filed according
to law and the regulations thereun
der, within the time provided by law,
with the Register of the United
States Land Office at Lander, Fre-
WEDNESDAY, APRIL 26, 1922
mont County, Wyoming, they will b»
barred by virtue of the provisions off
said statutes.
IRVING W. WRIGHT.
Register.
First publication March 15, 1922.
Last publication May 10, 1923.
Serial No. 013743
NOTICE OF THE APPLICATION
of the Oregon Basin OH and Gas Com
pany far a United States Patent to
the Red Oil Placer Mining Claim
United States Land Office,
Lander, Wyoming,
February 16, 1923:
Notice Is hereby given that im
pursuance of Chapter 6, Title 33 of
the Revised Statutes of the United
States, the undersigned. The Oregon
Basin Oil and Gas Company, a cor
poration oganlzed and existing under
the laws of the state of Wyoming
with Its principal office and place of
business at Cheyenne, Wyoming, by
Wilfrid O’Leary, Its duly authorized
agent and attorney In fact, claiming:
one quarter section or 160 acres of oil? ,
placer mining ground known as the
“ Red OH Placer Mining Claim.’"
situate, lying and being In Park Coun
ty, Wyoming, has made application to
the United States for a patent for
said oil placer mining claim, which i»
more particularly described as fol
lows:
Lots Three and Four (3 & 4) and!
the East Half of the Southwest
Quarter (B«SW«) of Section Thir
ty-one (31), Township Fifty-one (51>
North of Range One Hundred (100>
West of the 6th P. M.
Tho notice of location of sail#
Red OH Placer Mining Claln*
Is of record In the office of the Coun
ty Clerk and Ex-Officio Register ot
Deeds In and for Park County, State
of Wyoming, at Cody, Wyoming, li»
Book No. 6 of Location Notice Re
cords at Page No. 231 thereof.
That said claim and premises, to
gether with the surface ground there
in contained and hereby sought to be
patented, Is bounded as follows:
On the north by the Josephine Oil:
Placer Mining Claim;
On the south by the Anderson Oik
Placer Mining Claim;
On the east by the Purple Oik
Placer Mining Claim;
On the west by the Elizabeth Oil'
Placer Mining Claim and vacant un
occupied Government luEd;
Any and all persons claiming ad
versely to the said oil placer mining
claim and premises or any part there
of, so above described and applied
for, are hereby notified that unless
their claims are duly filed according ,
to law and the regulations thereun
der. within the time provided by law,
with the Register of the United
States Land Office at Lander, Fre
mont County, Wyoming, they will be
barred by virtue of the provisions off
said statutes.
• IRVING W. WRIGHT,
Register.
First publication March 15. 1922.
Last publication May 10, 1922.
Serial No. 013744 •
NOTICE OF THE APPLICATION
of the Oregon Basin OH and Gas Com
pany for a United States Patent to
the Anderson OH Placer Mining Claln*
United Statea Land Office,
Lander, Wyoming,
February 16. 192?
Notice Is hereby given that It*
pursuance of Chapter 6, Title 32 of
the Revised Statutes of the United ’•
States, the undersigned. The Oregon
Basin OH and Gas Company, a cor
poration oganlzed and existing under
the laws ot the state of Wyoming,
with its principal office and place of
business at Cheyenne. Wyoming, by-
Wilfrid O’Leary, Ita duly authorized
agent and attorney In fact, claiming
one quarter section or 160 acres of oil
placer mining ground known as the
“Anderson OH Placer Mining Claim,'"
situate, lying and being In Park Coun
ty, Wyoming, has made application to
the United States for a patent for
said oil placer mining claim, which l»
more paitlcularly described as fol
lows:
Lots Three, Four and Five (3. 4 &
5) and the Southeast Quarter of the
Northwest Quarter (SEI4NWU) of
Section Six (6), Township Fifty (50)
North ot Range One Hundred (100>
West of the 6th P. M.
The notice of location ot said
Anderson OH Placer Mining Clsln*
Is of record In the office of the Coun
ty Clerk and Ex-Offlcto Register of
Deeds In and for Park County, State
of Wyoming, at Cody. Wyoming, la
Book No. 6 of Location Notice Re
cords at Page No. 228 thereof.
That said claim and premises, to-<"‘ >
gather with the surface ground there
in contained and hereby sought to be
patented, Is bounded as follows:
On the north by the Red OH
Placer Mining Claim;
On the south by Vacant unoccupied
Government land;
On the east by the Wilson No. 3
and Wilson No. 1 011 Placer Mining
Claims;
On the west by Vacant unoccupied
Government land;
Any and all persons claiming ad
versely to tne said oil placer mining
claim and premises or any'part there
of, so above described and applied
for, are hereby notified that unless
their claims are duly filed according
to law and the regulations thereun
der. within the time provided by law,
with the Register of the United
States Land Office nt Lander, Fre- “*
mont County, Wyoming, llhey wtll be
barred by virtue ot the provisions ot
said statutes.
IRVING W. WRIGHT,
Register.
First publication March 15, 1922.
Last publication May 10, 1922.