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The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1909-07-16
NOTICE TO CREDITORS

Estate of James Smith. deceased.
Notice is hereby given by the uudersigneu
the administrators of the estate of James
Smith, dece ased, to the creditors of and all
persons having claims against the said de-
ceased, to exhibit them with the necessary
vouchers, within ten months after the first
publication of this notice to the said admins
Whitetish in the County of Flathead, State
of Montana, the same being the place for the
transaction of the business of said estate.
CHARLES b. McGLYNN,
Administrator of the estate of said de.
ceased.
Dated at kalispeil. Mont, this 7th day of
of July. 1863.
Il. +. MAIDEN
Attorney for petitioner.
(First publication July 9 1859
Uust publication July 80. 1909
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EPISCOPAL SERVICES.

Rev. Henry NJ. Green: Rector of the
Episcopal church OF kalispell, will hold
services in Whiletish ins Skyles' hall on
the second Thursday OF each month.
Everyone is cordially invited to attend
all these services.
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1t is estimated that about one
person in each one hundred will
draw a claim in the reservation
opening lottery. Not much
chance of getting a claim if this
estimate is anywhere near cor
rect.
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The crop outlook in Flathead
county is certainly fine, and most
of the people who come to regis
ter for the reservation drawing
will undoubtedly be favorably
impressed with the country.
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1t is worth something to the
business man to be considered
up-to-date and progressive, but
the man who does not use plenty
of printers ink will never be so
considered.
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ManZan is good for any kind of Piles
1t stops inflammation, creates normal
circulation, thus reducing the Piles, and
heals the parts affected. ManZan may
be conveniently and easily applied, as
the tube in which it is put up has a small,
patent nozzel attached. Sold by Percy F.
Dodds.
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Whitefish lake gains steadily
in popularity. More people will
enjoy an outing on the lake this
year than ever before.
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NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION,

Department of the Interior, U. S Land Office
at Kalispell Montana, June 25, 1853.
Notice is hereby given that
CHARLES +. ERICSSON
OF Pleasantly Valley, Montana, who. on March
20, 1876. made homestead entry No POPS
Serial No. O610) for Lots s. 8, and s,
Section I. Township b, ~. Range rs W.
Montana Meridian, has filed notice of inten-
ton to make final five year proof, to estab-
lish claim to the land above described. before
register and receiver, at KalispelI. Montana
on the 10th day of August, 1909.
Claimant names as witnesses: Alexander
Mckinnon. Herbert +. Watkins Oscar h
Anderson, of Pleasant Valley, Montana and
Albert Dresser, of Kalispell Montana.
Not coal land.
ANDREW W. SWANEY. Register
(First publication July ,. 1852
Q.ast publication August Is 1869
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Congress seems to be taking
plenty of time in creating the
Glacier National park. The dis
patches now say that the bill
will not be considered until next
winter.
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The shrewdest business men of
today recognize the value of
newspaper advertising and make
the most of it.
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The cost of the public watering
trough which the city council is
to put in will not be large, and
it will be money we'll spent.
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Not Sure Of It.

She-They say that there Is fool in
every family. Do you believe that!
He Er-well, hardly like to say.
I'm the only member Of my family
Chicago News
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The big pay roll is at Whitefsh,
and it is bigger, this year than
ever before.
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There are probably more
launch owners in Whitefish than
in any other town in the state.
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PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY.

Entered as second class matter Februar,
is. 1904 at the postotfice at Whitetish. Mont
nnder the act of Congress of March 3. 1879.
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The surest and easiest way to cure a
cough or cold is by gently and freely
moving the bowels. Bees Laxative
Cough Syrup ispleasant, stops the cough
ing and quickly relieves the cold by al
laying congestion and by pleasantly and
promptly moving the bowels. Sold by
Percy F. Dodds.
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M. E. CHURCH SERVICES.

The services of the VI. +. church are
held as follows: Sunday morning SER
vices commence ut II o'clock. Evening
service at s O'Clock. Sunday school in
the morning at 10 o'clock.
All are cordially invited to attend
these services.
REV ID r Mex NIGHT Pastor
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Lodge secretaries in Whitetish are re-
quested to notify The Pilot of new officers
elected, in order that our lodge directory
may be kept up to date.
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REV. d. b. MCKNIGHT, Pastor.
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full line IF Imported and Domestic
Mineral Waters. Tobaccos & Cigars
The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1909-09-23

changed in rai.roading. haven't theyf
Mr.. Sinclair was over just the other
night, and he said II they kept using
this new coal In the engines they
would burn up everything on the d.
vision. Do you know, have been walt
ing In town three or four hours now
for Cousin Lance? I feel almost like
a tramp. He is coming from the west
with the stock train. II was due hero
hours ago. but they never seem to
know when anything is to get here the
way things are run on the railroad
now. | want TO give Cousin Lance
some mail before he goes through"
"The passenger trains crossed the
creek over the switchbacks hours ago.
and they say the emergency grades
are first-rate." said Marion Sinclair. on
the defensive. The stock trains must
have followed right along Your cousin
is sure TO be here pretty soon. Prob
ably Mr.. McCloud will know which
train he is on, and Mr.. Lee telephoned
that Mr.. McCloud would be over here
at three o'clock for his dinner He
ought 10 DC heTe now.
"Oh. dear. then must go!"
"But he can probably tell you Just
when your cousin viii be In"
Il wouldn't meet him for worlda,"
You wouldn't? Why. Mr.. McCloud
is delightful"
"oh. not for worlds. Marionl You
know he is discharging all the best OF
the older men, the men that have
made the road everything Il Is. and OF
course we can't help sympathizlng
with them over our way. For my part.
think II is terrible. after a man has
given all OF his life TO building up a
railroad. that he should be thrown out
to starye in that way by new man
ayers. Marion"
McCloud felt himself shrinking
within his weary clothes. Resentment
seemed 10 have died. he felt too ex-
The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1909-09-23
CHAPTER vi.
In Marion's Shop.

In Boney street, Medicine Bend,
stands an early-day row of one-story
buildings; they once made up a pros.
porous block. which has long since
fallen into the decay of painless days.
There is In Boney street a livery
stable, a secondhand store, a laundry,
a bakery, a moribund grocery, and a
bicycle shop, and at the time of this
story there was also Marion Sinclair's
millinery shop; but the better class OF
Medicine Bend business, such as the
gambling houses. saloons. pawnshops,
restaurants. barber shops, and those
sensitive. clean-shaven, and alert es-
adjustments known as gents stores, I"
had deserted Boney street for many
years. Bats fly in the dark of Boney
street while Front street at the same
hour is a blaze of electricity and from
tier hilarity. The millinery store
stood next to the corner of Fort
street. The lot lay in an L." and at
the rear of the store the first owner
had built small connecting cottage
to live in. This faced ON Fort street,
so that Marion had her shop and liv-
ing rooms communicating, and yet
apart. The store building is still
pointed out as the former shop Of
Marion Sinclair. where George Nc
Cloud boarded when the Crawling
stone line was built, where Whisper
ing Smith might often have been seen,
where Sinclair himself was last seen
alive In Medicine Bend. where Dicksie
Cummings horse dragged her senseless
one wild mountain night. and where,
indeed, for a time the affairs of the
whole mountain division seemed TO
tangle in very hard knots.
In her dining room. which con-
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room. McCloud in a leisurely way
rose, though with a slightly flushed
face, and at that juncture Marion ran
into the room and spoke abruptly.
"Here is the silk, Mr.. Sinclair" she
exclaimed, handing to him a package
she had not finished wrapping. 81
meant you to wait in the other room"
ut was an accidental intrusion" re-
turned Sinclair, maintaining his irony.
81 have apologized, and Mr.. McCloud
and l understand one another better
than ever"
please say to Miss Dunning," con-
tinued Marion, nervous and insistent,
that the band for her riding hat
hasn't come yet, but 1t should be here
tomorrow"
AS she spoke McCloud leaned across
the table, resolved to take advantage
of the opening, II 1t cost him his life.
And by the way, Mr.. Sinclair, Miss
Dunning wished me to say to you that
the lovely bay colt you sent her had
sprung his shoulder badly, the hind
shoulder, | think. but they are doing
everything possible for 1t and they
think It will make a great horse"
Sinclair's snort at the information
was a marvel OF indecision. Was he
being made fun of? Should he draw
and end It? But Marion faced him
resolutely as he stood, and talking
in the most Business like way she
backed him out of the room and to
the shop door. Baked OF his oppor-
tunity, he retrested stubbornly but
with the utmost polteness, and left
with a grin. flashing his tail. so to
speak.
Coming back. Marion tried to hide
her uneasiness under even tones to
McCloud. I'm sorry he disturbed
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1WZnl1lISpERLNG SMILn|
| * My RANKHSpEARMAN. "
rG@a@g~c ILLUSTRATIONS BY ANDRE BoEIEs g-s&sszys

fed. Rooney. and Reed tad Brill
Young. and get up a train. Smoky
Greek bridget BY heavens. we are
ripped up the back now! What can
we do there. Rooney" He was talk.
ing to himself. There isn't a thing
for IL on Gods earth but switchbacks
and five-per-cent. grades down to the
bottom OF the creek and cribbing
across II till the new line is ready.
Wire Callahan and Morris Blood, and
get everything you can for me before
we start"
Ten hours later and many hundreds
OF miles from the mountain division,
President Bucks and a companion
were riding in the peace OF a June
morning down the beautiful Mohawk
valley with an earlier and illustrious
railroad man. William c. Brown. The
three men were at breakfast in
Browns car. A message was brought
in for Bucks. He read II and passed
II TO his companion, Whispering
Smith, who sat at Browns left hand.
The message was from Callahan with
the news OF the burning ofSmoky Greek
bridge. Details were few. because no
one on the west end could suggest a
plausible cause for the fire.
what do you think OF IL. Gordon ?"
demanded Bucks. bluntly.
whispering Smith seemed at all
times bordering on good-natured sur
prise, and in that normal condition he
read Callahan's message.
He was laughing under Bucks scrn-
tiny when he handed the message
back. why, l don't know a thing
about II, not a thing; but taking a
long shot and speaking by and far,
should say II looks something like
first blood for Sinclair" he suggested,
and to change the subject lifted his
cup OF coffee.
Then It looks like you for the
mountains tonight instead OF for
Weber and Fields" retorted Bucks
reaching for cigar. Brown. why
have you never learned to smoker
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"Hers Is the SILK, Mr.. Sinclair"

Crawling Stone line. But McCloud
felt 1t useless to disguise the fact tc
himself that he now had second
keen interest In the Crawling Stone
country-not alone a dream OF line
but dream OF girl. Sitting modify
In his Office, with his feet on the desk
c few nights after his encounter with
Sinclair, he recalled her nod as she
said good-by. IL had seemed the least
bit encouraging. and he meditated
anew on the only 20 minutes OF real
pleasurable excitement he had ever
felt in his life, the 20 minutes with
Dicksie Cunning at Smoky creek. Her
intlmates, he had heard, called her
Dicksie, and he was vaguely envying
her intimates when the night dispatch.
er, Rooney Lee, opened the door and
disturbed his reflections.
How is Number One, Rooney"
called McCloud, as II nothing but the
thought of a train movement ever en-.
tered his head.
Rooney Lee pausei. In his hand he
held a message, and he faced McCloud
with evident uneasiness. Holy smoke,
Mr.. McCloud. here's a ripperl We've
lost Smoky Creek bridge"
Lost Smoky Creek bridge?" echoed
McCloud, rising in amazement.
Burned tonight. Seventy-seven
was tagged by the man at the pump
station"
That's a tie-up for your lifel" ex-
claimed McCloud. reaching for the
message. How could It catch fire?
IL it burned up?"
Il can't get anything on that yet;
this came from Candy. III have a good
wire in a few minutes and get 1t all
for you"
Have Phil Haley and Hyde noti-
The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1909-09-23
CHAPTER v.-contInued.

Betty came with only her colored
maid. old Puss Dunning. who had
taken her from the nurses arms when
she was born and taken care OF her
ever since. The two-the tall Ken
lucky girl and the bent mammy-ar-
rived at the Stone ranch one day In
June, and Richard, done then with
bridges and looking after his ranch
interests, had already fallen violently
in love with Betty. She was delicate.
but, II those In Medicine Bend who re-
membered her said true. a lovely
creature. Remaining in the mountains
was the last thing Betty had ever
thought of. but no one, man or woman.
could withstand Dick Dunning. She
fell quite in love with him the first
time she set eyes on him in Medicine
Bend. for he was very handsome in
the saddle, and Betty was fairly wild
about horses. So Dick Cunning
wooed a fond mistress and married
her and buried her, and all within
hardly more than year.
But in that year they were very
happy. never two happier. and when
she slept away her suffering she left
him. as a legacy. tiny baby girl. Puss
brought the mite OF a creature in its
swaddling clothes to the sick mother
very, very sick then-and poor Bet
" turned her dark eyes on it, kissed
II, looked at her husband and whis-
pered "Dicksie." and died. Dicksie
had been Betty's pet name for her
mountain lover, so the father said the
childs name should be Dicksie and
nothing else; and his heart broke and
soon he died. Nothing else. storm or
flood, death or disaster, had ever
moved Dick Dunning; then sin.
gle blow killed him. He rode
once In a while over the ranch. a
great tract by that time of 10000
acres. all in one body, all under fence,
up and down both sides of the big
river, in part irrigated, swarming with
cattle-none of IL stirred Dick! and
with little Dicksie in his arms he
slept away his suffering.
So Dicksie was left, as her mother
had been, to Puss, while Lance looked
after the ranch, swore at the price OF
cattle. and played cards at Medicine
Bend. At ten. Dicksie, as thoroughly
spoiled as a pet baby could be by a
fool nanny, fond cousin, and a
galaxy of devoted cowboys. was sent,
in spite of crying and fiinging, to a
far-away convent-her father had
planned everything-where In many
tears she learned that there were 9TH
err things In the world besides cattle
and mountains and sunshine and tall,
broad-batted horsemen to swing from
their stirrups and pick her hat from
the ground-just to see little Dicksie
laugh-when they swooped past the
house TO the corrals, When she came
back from Kentucky, her grandmother
dead and her schooldays finished, all
the land she could see In the valley
was hers.
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ILLUSTRATIONS BY ANDRE BONIES

mo man that has ever played me
dirt can stay here while l stay" Sin
clair. with hand on the portiere. was
moving from the doorway into the
nected through cur.alned door with
the shop, McCloud sat one day alone
eating HIS dinner. Marion was in
front serving a customer. McCloud
heard voices in the shop, but gavo no
heed till a man walked through the
curtained doorway and he saw Murray
Sinclair standing before him. A
stormy interview with Callahan and
Blood at the Wickiup had taken place
Just a week before, and McCiud after
what Sinclair had then threatened,
though not prepared, felt as he saw
him that anything might occur. Nc
Cloud being in possession OF the little
room. however, the initiative fell on
Sinclair. who, looking his best,
snatched his hat from his head and
bowed ironically. My mistake" he
said blandly.
Come right in" returned McCloud,
not knowing whether Marion had a
possible hand in her husbands unex-
pected appearance. DO you want to
see me?"
81 don't" smiled Sinclair; land TO
be perfectly frank" he added with
studied consideration. II wish TO God
l never had seen you. Well-you've
thrown me, McCloud."
You've thrown yourself, haven't
you, Murray"
From your point of view. of course.
But, McCloud, this is a small country
for two points of view. Do you want
to get out of 1t, or do you want
me to-"
THE country suits me, Sinclair"
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SYNOPSIS.

Murray Sinclair and his gang OF wreck
ers were called out TO clear the railroad
tracks at Smoky Creek. McCloud, a
young road superintendent. caught SIN
clair and his men in the act of looting
the wrecked train. Sinclair pleaded In
nocence. declaring Il only amounted TO
small sum-a treat for the men. McCioud
discharged the whole outfit and ordered
the wreckage burned. Mccloud became
acquainted with Dicksie Dunning. girl
Of the west who came 70 look at the
wreck. She gave him a message for SIM
clair. whispering" Gordon Smith told
Clouds brave fight against a gang of
erazed miners and that was the reason
FOR the superlntendent's appointment 70
bis high Office. McCloud arranged 10
board at the boarding house OF Mrs. Sin
clair, the ex-forcman's deserted wife.
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CHAPTER VII.
Smoky Creek Bridge.

smoky creek cfio9c.
II was not alone that a defiance
makes a bad dinner sauce; there was
more than this for McCloud TO feed
ON. He was forced to confess to him.
self as he walked back to the Wickiup
that the most annoying feature OF the
incident was the least important,
namely, that his only enemy in the
country should be intrusted with conf
missions from the Stone ranch and be
carrying packages for Dicksie Dun
ming. II was Sinclair's trick to do
things for people, and to make himself
so useful that they must like first his
obligingness and afterward himself.
Sinclair. McCloud knew, was close In
many ways to Lance Dunning. II was
said to have been his influence that
won Dunning's consent to sell a right
of way across the ranch for the new
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you. was attending to customer
and had to ask him to wait a mo
ment"
Don't apologize for having a Gus
TONER"
He lives over beyond the Stone
ranch, you know, and is taking some
things out for the Cummings to-day. He
likes an excuse to come in here be
cause It annoys me. Finish your din
ner, Mr.. McCloud."
Thank you. I'm done"
But you haven't eaten anything.
Isn't your steak right"
TITS fine. but that MAXWELL. you
know how like him and how he likes
me. I'll content myself with digestins
my temper"
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CHAPTER VII.
The MISUNDERSTANDING.

No attempt was made TO minimize
the truth that the blow TO the division
was a staggering one. The loss OF
Smoky creek bridge put almost 1000
miles OF the mountain division out of
business. Perishable freight and time
freight we're diverted to other lines.
Passengers were transferred; lunches
were served to them In the deep val
ley. and they we're supplied by an I'm
genuous advertising department with
pictures OF the historic bridge as II
had long stood. and their addresses
were taken with the promise OF a pic
ture of the ruins. The engineering de-
partment and the operating depart
ment united In a tremendous effort to
bring about resumption of traffic.
Glover's men, pulled OF construction.
were sent forward in trainloads. Dan
cings linemen strung arc lights along
the creek until the canyon tw!nkled
at night like a mountain village. and
men in three shifts worked elbow to
elbow increasingly to run the switch
backs down TO the creek bed. There.
by cribbing across the bottom, they
got In a temporary line.
McCloud spent his days a. the creek
and his nights at Medicine Bend with
his assistant and his chief dispatcher,
advising. counseling, studying out
trouble reports, and steadying wher-
ever he could the weakened lines OF
his operating forces. He was getting
HIS first taste of the trials Of the hard
est worked and poorest paid man In
the operating department OF a railroad
the division superintendent.
To these were added personal an
noyances. A trainload OF Duck Bar
steers. shipped by Lance Dunning
from the Crawling Stone ranch, had
been caught west of the bridge the
very night Of the fire. They had been
loaded at Upton and shipped to catch
a good market, and under extravagant
promises from the livestock agent of a
quick run to Chicago. When Lance
Cunning learned that his cattle had
been caught west of the break and
would have to be unloaded he swore
up horse In hot haste and started for
Medicine Bend. McCloud, who had
not closed his eyes for so hours, had
just got into Medicine Bend from
Smoky Greek and was sitting at his
desk buried in mass OF papers, but
he ordered the cattleman admitted.
He was. in fact, eager TO meet the
manager of the big ranch and the
cousin of Dicksie. Lance Dunning
stood above six feet In height, and
was handsome man, in spite of the
hard lines around his eyes, as he
walked in; but neither his manner nor
his expression was amiable.
"Are you Mr.. McCloud? I've been
here three times this afternoon TO
see YOU" said he, ignoring McCloud's
answer and proffered chair. This
is your Office, isn't it?"
McCloud, a little surprised. an
swered again and civilly: 1T certain
ly is; but have been at Smoky Creek
for two ca three days"
What have you done with my cat
tle?"
"The Duck Bar train was run back
TO Point Of Rocks and the cattle were
unloaded at the yard"
Lance Dunn Ing spoke with increas-
ing harshness' by whose order was
that done? Why wasn't / notifiedl
Have they had feed or water?"
AL the stock caught west OF the