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Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10
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Copyright, 1905, by
HAMLIN GARLAND.

crossed the two railroads and were
climbing the long. low ridge he casual
~ remarked:
"My foreman, Raymond, is shot, and
you've got TO pull him through"
Great Scott, Don, / can't afford the
time! It'll take all day. II I'd
known
You'd have gone just the same" as
serted Barnett calmly. The machine
was again running swiftly. You're
here, and you daren't jump out, and
you might as well enjoy yourself. This
is to be record run. I'm going to pull
in by noon"
Braide was young and man OF red
blood and shining eyes. Very well;
go it, old sport, | can stand it If you
can. I'll make it a holiday and charge
you double for every hour"
When they had reached the top Of the
pass between two pinon spotted hills
the road could be seen for miles, driv-
ing straight into the mist OF the mighty
Missouri valley.
Its all the way down grade from
here TO Omaha" remarked Barnett
II could make the run in two hours,
only mustn't invite breakdown
You seem to value your foreman"
Hes something more than my fore
man. He's a splendid chap. You've
met him-the fellow who went on the
coyote drive with u.s.
''Why, certainly l remember him.
I've met him at the club. But he was
very reticent. 1 didn't get at him.
Who is he? How does he come to be
your foreman"
Hes a little slow about telling his
own life story. but he's all right l
think l know the cause of this shoot
ing He got into trouble with q couple
of fellows out there, and one of them
has done him."
AS they entered upon particularly
smooth stretch Of road the man at the
wheel relaxed his hold and said, with
deep feeling: Il don't mind saying that
I'm anxious about Rob. I've grown
mighty fond of him. He's not one Civ
Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10

firm. When his coat was off he sank
again exhausted, breathing hard.
Cut away my shirt-get at that hole
and plug it, he commanded. ANY.
thing that will fill it. You'll find some
scissors there in that boX-in the. win.
dow
! His shirt was wet with blood, and
yet the girl clipped it away with steady
hands. He looked down at the wound
and then smiled up to her. I'm all
right. 1t was steel jacketed 5000.
1t won't bleed much, and it's above my
lung. I'll fool him yet"
| The driver, wild of eye and much
crumpled of hair, scrambled into the
room. 'Who did it? Who did itE'
Never mind who did it. Plug this
hole" commanded Raymond. Bring
some cold water and pour on il"
Ann saw that the drivers wits We're
too muddled to permit of proper action,
and while her tense nerves Quivered
she bathed the wound, which was al
ready ceasing to bleed.
Turn me over, cap" called Ray
mond. You'll find another vent on the
other side
Louis and the driver turned him gen
tly on his face, and Ann was Mortified
to find an uglier wound than the other.
Sick with horror as she was, She con-
trived to cut away the shirt and stanch
the blood as before.
Raymond was recovering from the
first shock of tine wound, and, though
his breathing was troubled, his mind
was clear. Now, Watson he said to
the driver, spread some blankets I'M
der me, and then you go out to the
corral and take my brown mare, with
the saddle on, and slide out for Wal
lace and bring Il doctor. Don't urge
the mare-just let her take her gait
and don't ride her back Leave her
there
After the driver had helped him to
bed on blanket Raymond added,
Now I've got to be quiet and wait.
that's all there is about it." He looked
at Ann. You can go to bed and sleep.
Youngster, you're i'll for sentinel duty
tonight
Ann interrupted him. "You must not
talk, not another wordi Lie perfectly
still. We will keep cool bandages on
your wound till the doctor comes
He submitted to her directions and
lay quiet, moving only to allow her to
changeethe compress. Louis, when he
knew what was needed, became almost
as deft as Ann and relieved her of the
painful task of replacing the bandages.
But the powerful frame of the ranch
man grew each moment more inert, and
at last they could not dress the wound
at his back.
Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10

1 YIN lOlss tll1c lLc SliSliCe
- manned unbroken except now
and then when the girl bent
- over the silent figure 10 ask,
Can 1 do anything for your" Each
time she listened with added fear, hop
| Ing eagerly for his voice. ''Oh, I wish
we could do something" she whispered
| now and again to Louis.
The boy, worn out with his days eX-
element, struggled manfully to keep
| awake, but as the night deepened slum-
Der rose about him like wreath of be-
numbing incense. His sense of what
had taken place dulled, his head nod
ded and dropped, and at last Ann low
cred him to the floor, where he slept, his
cheek pillowed upon her feet
Again the singularity of the chance
the absurd unreality of the situation.
came upon the self contained girl, in
citing her to n sort of hystericaI laugh
ter. Here now she sat-Ann Rupert.
most conventional of persons-in a rude
ranch house, alone with a strange,
rough man sleeping in deathlike
trance before her.
The minutes elongated like bands of
rubber. attaining the length of quarter
hours. and the night stretched away
into horrifying distance as she sat
tensely waiting, hoping each moment
for deliverance, expecting each instant
TO hear the swift beating of hoofs, the
hoarse laughter of the men; but only
the wind serpents Kissed and the wolf
aowled.
At last immobility became intolera-
bic, and lowering Louis head to the
floor, she gently placed his doubled
coat beneath it and with a mighty eff
fort of the will bent again above the
pallid man, so tragic in his supineness,
and whispered:
Are you still suffering? Can 1 do
anything for you?"
He turned his head slowly and with
a glance which made her shiver an
swered: NO; L have ceased to bleed.
l am going to pull through if my pulse
keeps down. Won't you take it?".
Timidly taking his brown wrist i'll
her soft finger tips she tried to count
the pulsing of his blood.
He waited a little time in silence,
then said: Its there, but it's weak.
Don't you feel it?'
Eyes; it is more regular now" she
answered.
I'm not going to die," he continued
in hoarse, fat tone. Il could get up
and mount horse right now, only I'd
bleed if did. It's hard to keep. quiet,
but I'm going to do it. can't afford to
die now. You've reused me. There's
something in the world for me to. do"
you must not talk" she whispered.
"Please-it will do you harm"
She put her hand impulsively on his
forehead as if he were child. and he
closed his eyes and lay in silence for
several minutes. When she withdrew
her palm he muttered: Leave it there.
Its so cool and SOFT :.
Would you like wet cloth on your
head?@
.'No-only your hand-if you don't
mind
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Ann repented and held out her hand
I'm glad TO see you, Mrs. Scribbins
I'm Miss Rupert, and this is my broth
err" She turned to Louis, who had
crept to her side, pale and silent.
Mrs. Scribbins shook hands, carefully
guarding her broth. Il don't see how
you kept Rob down. I've had to Just
about throttle him once or twice since
l came. He's Il headstrong cuss and
hates being bossed or nussed."
"IIaS the doctor Gomez"
Good Lord, not But I've sent Abe
up the road. That fool Watson is
more'n likely to get lost and never get
in. Even if he did he couldn't get u
doctor here before noon, and that Wal
lace doctor amt worth the powder to
blow him up anyway. We need bone
doctor from Valley Springs. As soon
as Don Barnett hears of this he'll come
a-runnin' with the best there is in the
Springs"
Raymond lay on his pile of blankets,
his face eXpressionless as that of Il
dead man, but his eyes called to the
girl, and she bent to ask, Are you
Detter?"
His lips moved a little. She bowed
lower, and he whispered, 'Yes-bring
Don
They have gone for him.
''They must hurry" Then he added,
Don't leave me-"
With a conviction that he knew he
was about to die, she spoke, and her
tone was tense with a desire to help
him. Il will not leave you. Do not
worry
He closed his eyes again and lay SO
still, so breathless, it seemed that he
had entered upon the last coma, be-
You'd the reach of any medicine.
Louis, awed quite out of his sprightly
self, drew Ann aside and whispered,
How is hep
He is worse oh, wish the doctor
would Gomez
The boys say that big. speckled
faced fellow did it. He had it in for
Mr.. Raymond. Do you know, Perry,
the Mexican boy, took a horse and was
going to chase them up, but the boys
wouldn't let him. They've sent word
to the railway, and they'll have Spec
kle before night. Uncle Don said that
these fellows were only hired men, but
seems to me they're a good deal like
the old time cowboys"
Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10

EAkNEII was at breakfast When
* a telegram was laid at his ell
bow by the maid. He opened
H. it leisurely, thinking it some
matter of business, but his hands stiff
ened as he read:
| Bob Raymond is shot. Send best doctor
| in town quick. WATSON.
| For Just Il moment he sat in silence,
then rose and walked slowly to his Ii
| brary. Seating himself before the lit
| tie desk on which stood a movable tele-
phone receiver, he began TO make
things hum" He reached his friend,
DR.. Braide, and set him in motion. He
ordered out his racing automobile. lie
| telegraphed Watson to take fresh
horses and return by way of Junction
| and get the best doctor there. Burn
| the air rs YOU CO. he added.
After giving orders for his valise to
| be packed he walked up to Mrs. Bar
| netts room and kissed her good morn
ing without betraying his excitement.
I'm going out to the ranch" he said.
The boys are having trouble wah the
hay, and / want to see how they're
coming on. You won't mind, will
you?
'Of course not. Don. I'm going to be
all right in a few hours. I'm glad
you're going. You can bring Ann home.
You should have gone with her yester-
day"
Il see that now" he answered dryly.
1T will be a startling world for her.
Well. I'm off. Better stay in bed to-
day. I'll be back by tomorrow night, /
think"
When he took his seat in his big, fat,
powerful auto car his face was set in
grim lines. rs she all right, Henry?"
he asked of his engineer.
I'm perfect order, sir"
"She needs to be. This is to be
record breaker
With his big goggles over his eyes
and his cap drawn low down on his
forehead. Barnett seized the wheel,
and the ponderous. painting organism
began to move. Wheeling into the
street. he let on the full power of the
engine, and when he drew up at
Braide's gate the mechanism was hot
with speed. its joints oiled and fric-
tionless-in racing trim.
Braide,r a small. smiling, trig young
fellow, came out. What is it all
about, DOM"
Got your tools?"
He pointed at his bag. Emergency
kit"
Then all aboard
Henry leaped out and caught up the
bag. while the doctor climbed in beside
Barnett on the front seat.
This looks ominous. How much Of
Il trip is ii going to be?'
Just a short run" answered Bar
nett as he swung the shining red bulk
Of the car into .IogalyOn avenue, which
led directly east over the plain.
Beneath their feet the puff and click
of the piston and the pur of EGGS grew
each moment more furious until all
sounds fused into n humming roar
The keen air of the morning smote the
riders jovially. The flaming sunlight
slanted upon them with growing heat,
and backward. beneath them, the sod
swept like a tawny carpet. while Bar
nett, watchful. intent. composed. work
ed the levers and valves with the skill
Of a practical engineer. When they had
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en- TO condolences. and I've respected
his reticence. 7 don't know quite why.
he is here, but ! trust him and count
myself fortunate TO have him OH the
place. He made $4,000 for me last
year on hay and cattle, and must haze
little bunch laid up for himself. I've
felt for year that / ought TO put Rob
into something better. owed il -
him. Now. if he dies He broke or
and bent to his wheel to hide the emo
ton that made his lips CULVER.
1t lacked ten minutes Of noon as Bar
nett rose above the last great wave OF
the tawny sea and sighted the clump
of cottonwoods in which his ranch
buildings sat, and two minutes later he
swept into the yard and up to the door
amid a throng of singularly silent cow
boys and ranchers. The first one to
speak was Mrs. Scribbins, who eS-
claimed:
Jerusalem the golden, You hain't
come from home this mornin' In that
doggone thunder cart, have yep
That's what How's Rob?'
"Quiet as mice: but hope We brought
help"
Barnett1rose from his seat stiffly and
climbed painfully down. while Braide
seized his case of tools and hurried
into the cabin.
Barnett, feeling small hand grip
ping his arm. turned TO meet Louis.
Hello" said he. How is Anna"
''She's all right. She saved Bob's
life," answered the boy.
Ann. who stood just outside the door.
answered very quietly: II am quite
well. How is JeannetteT'
81 left her feeling very we'll But tell
me the truth, is Rob dyingf'
NO" said Ann. But he needs help.
He was shot last evening and has lain
all night in pain. He is very weak
now
Barnett hurried into the hot dusk of
the ranch house, smelling of the dinner.
which was cooking, and bent above his
foreman.
Hello, Robl How do you feel?"
Raymond whispered, ''Oh, I'm all
right; little weak
The doctor interposed. "Clear the
room of everybody but this woman"
Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10

began to tear at his coat in the effort
TO get it off. AS he took away his hand
and studied his palm. which was red
with blood. AIMS heart grew sick with
horror. Her limbs grew numb and
weak. Then, as she watched him tear
ing feebly at his coat, the long dormant
woman in her awoke. She ceased to
tremble and fell on her knees beside
him.
Let me help you," she said, and her
voice was calm and clear. her fingers
Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10
CHAPTER VI.

~ ARNETT was at breakfast when
* a telegram was laid at his ell
bow by the maid. He opened
- ii leiSurely, thinking it some
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Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1906-02-10
CHAPTER Y.

E@OR a long time the silence re
IL manned unbroken except now
and then when the girl bent
- over thp silent fiollrp m ask
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17

lingham, expecting to make his home
with u son, who Is n printer. lie is
fEnm yAtchison, Kan, and, q wagon
maker by trade, He says that the
fipst output of his shop when he lived
in Pendleton, nearly 80 years ago, met
with a peculiar fato. 1t was wagon,
for the most part hand made, and to
order for freighter. who used 1t to
haul ore, from a Baker county camp
1t was blown to- atoms with its load
of ore and a Chinaman teamster who
was just leaving the mine on q frosty
morning. Both horses were killed.
What caused the accident was never
known, but 1t is supposed to haye beer,
caused by the explosion OF box OF
dynamite which formed part of a
Tag" of miscellaneous freight carried
on top of the load of ore. The dyna-
mite being, loaded by mistake on the
part of the Chinaman, probably
though with. the guilty knowledge OF
some white man in the camp, though
the subject will always remain one
for speculation pure and simple.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
NEW CoEUR D'ALENE BONANZA
VIII Develop Strikes Made Years Ago
I'm That Camp.

The following story is reprinted by
the Wallace Times, credited to a Mis-.
sou,a source:
George Falligan and James ID. Cor
bett have left for the Clearwater to
make an examination of some mining
property near Niagara creek. The
property was located several years ago
by John Cunningham, an old Occur
d'Alene cook. and recently a big
strike of copper ore was made in the
mine. 1t is said that the Greenoughs
have had their experts in there look
ing at the property and made a flat
tcring offer for the ground, which will
become valuable should the Milwau-
kee road take the st Joe river route
to the coast.
Cunningham was mixed up in the
Occur d'Alene troubles of 1892 and
was obliged to flee from the country
with number of United States depu,
ties hot on his trail. Although not
guilty of any crime, he' had been a
warm friend of the strikers and he
knew that his capture would mean a
term of imprisonment. His friends
provided him with pack horse and a
supply of provisions and he struck out
for the st. Joe river. Near the sum-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
FILE PAVING ,..,r,.,,.
! ASSESSMENTS
TIME WILL. RE UP TO-
MORROW EVENING
Only tS Property Owners Have Filed
Applications for the Time Payments
TOTAL OF Their Assessments
Amounts TO S612i.2O-Win Bond
Issue I've Required? Is the Question
Few Wish Time.

That all those who wish to secure
the le-years time provision in paying
their paving Assessments must file
applications with the recorder by to-
morrow evening was. announced today
by City Attorney John McCourt. The
designated time for the filing of ap-
plicatious was up some time ago, but
owing to the slowness with which APP
pucations were made the time was eS+
tended so as to permit others to some
in should they so desire. It has now
heen some time since any applications
were received and it is presumed that
all have asked for the time who wish
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17

nit of the range dividing Idaho from
Montana, Cunningham pitched his
cnmp. He was secure from pursuit
as the country is a rugged one,
abounding in all kinds of wild gam9
He engaged in prospecting and found
lead which he followed for several
months, in the meantime taking in
partner, Mike Steffin, restaurant
man of Wallace. AS stated, fine
body of copper ore was encountered
recently and the property sbeing
held at a stiff figure. &,
Messrs. FallIgan and Corbett will go
in by way of Cedar creek, stopping for
night at the Lacasse brothers placer
mines above Forest City, and COM
pleting the journey the next day.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
REAPPorNTED REFEREE.
This Is the Fifth Consecutive Term
for Judge Fitzgerald.

Judge Thomas Fitz Gerald has been
reappointed as referee in bankruptcy
for Umatilla county. the appointment
having. been made by Federal Judge
Wolverton on August 8. .-..
The official term of referee in
bankruptcy is two years and this is
the fifth consecutive time that Judge
Fitz Gerald has been named for the
position. iHs last term expired on
August 2. Since receiving his notice
of 'reappointment he has filed the
necessary bond of $4,000 with the fed
Ceral court in Portland.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Prosperous Church in Idaho.

Among the passengers on the
morning train going west were Arch
deacon Jennings and son of Boise,
who were on their way to Portland
and the coast for an outing. Mr.. Jen-
nings reports the affairs of the Boise
diocese and of the Episcopal church
in Boise and Idaho generally, as in a
very prosperous state. A $4,000 ad-
dition to st. Luke's hospital at Boise
is in course of erection. and the larg-
est attendance at st, Margaret's semi
nary (for girls) in its history. is ex-
pected during the coming school year.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
An Old-'rinic Reader.

A.. NJ. Isaacs, of Mckay was in town
Yesterday. Mr.. Isaacs is in the East
oregonian pioneer class, having been
q constant reader of the paper from
the very first issue of the weekly. and
afterward of the daily from the first
issue. Mr.. Isaacs came to the county
in 1868, and has lived here continuous
y ever since. ~
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Bought $500 Sheep.

c. Is, Reynolds. of Kearney, Neb.,
was among our local sheepmen sew
eral days the fore part of the week
purchasing sheep. He bought in the
neighhorhood of $500 head and paid
at the rate of $3.50 per head. Those
from whom he purchased were Hale
& Parkerson, 1900; Green & Hansen,
170o. and ]. Green, 1900 head. They
will be shipped from McCammon the
first of the -McCammon
Qdahc) Banner.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Miss Thornburg With the Fair.

Miss Bessie Thornburg, of LeXing-
ton, is the new stenographer and
typewriter at the district fair head
quarters in the Bowman building.
Miss Thornburg is from the Pendle-
ton Business college and Prof. Church.
i'll testifies that she. is one of the mos:
efficient and faithful students ever
turned out from the stenography de-
partment of that institution.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Two Carloads OF Bucks.

a. b. Wilson. of Yakima, is in town
on his way home from the willamette
valley While in the valley he bought
two carloaas of thoroughbred shrop-
shire rains-a portion from the Ladds
of Portland, and the remainder from
Belts of Yamhll county. The sheep
are already in Yakima, or will be soon
being sent over by the western route.
NJ. Wilson describes them as very
fine animals, but declines to tell how
much he paid for them. I'Sti
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Mrs. Fletcher Very Ill.

w. D. Fletcher and his son Robert
have returned from Meacham. Mrs
Fletcher and Miss Agnes are still at
Meacham. Mrs, Fletcher's health i'm.
proves very slowly, and she is really
in critical condition, her stomach
hardly performing any of its functions
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Death ,of Mrs. Nichols.

News was received here this morn
ing of the death os Mrs. Hattie Mich
OILS at Tacoma, Wash. She died on
Wednesday as the result of an oper-
alton that had been performed a short
time before. The deceased was quite
well known here, having lived here
formerly. She was about so years of
age. and a widow.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Game Birds Scarce.

w. a. Brown, w. j. Sewell, Jim
Spence and VIII Hoch have, returned
from, hunting trip Of several days
around the head of Mckay creek.
They had a very enjoyable outing, but
got very little game Owing to the
spting floods grouse, and partridges as
well, are scarce.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Progress Toward Paving.

F. Z. Nelson, foreman OF the curb
Ing work for the Warren Constructor.
company. is now here and has a crew
Of men ready for work upon the curbs
and cutters. Material for the con-
struction of the curbihg has already
been placed along Court street, and
the cement men will be at work along
that street in short time.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1906-08-17
Eight Carloads Of Becxes.

Next Tuesday there will be shipped
from this point over the w. &. C. r.,
eight carloads of extra fine grass-fed
beeves which were bought in all the
southern districts OF this county by
Nate N. Rains, for Frye Bruhn K Co.,
for the sound markets.