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Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

what q blessing the uglseless gun
viii be on the Fourtb--that is. bless
ing FOR every one except the small boy
whose sole ambition 10 l5fe is % make
more racket than another bog and
thinks the Fourth was created to give
him a chance
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03
Notiee Of apnIicalion for lnal aettlemenl

Notice Of application for Gnal settlement.
VERNON COUNTY COURT IN PROBATE
State Of Wisconsin county Of Vernon. So.
In the matter Of the estate Of Edward Loe
deceased.
On reading and filing the application Of ]
Randall 70 presenting among others things that he
has fully administered he said estate. and praying
that "a time and place be fixed for examining
and allowing his account Of bis administration.
and that the residue Of the said estate be assigned
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

Who wouldn't give % cents to stop .
ain 20 times? Just one little Pink
Pain Tablet Dr. Shops will stop
any pain in 20 minutes, sure! Read the
formula on the box Doctors say it
can't be bettered. Checks womanly
aims, head pains, any pain. 20 tablets
25c. Sold by Dahls drug store.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

The shah Of Persia threatened TO
blow Up bis capital city unless the pep
pie submitted 20 his will BE plainly
thinks that # ia q poor sort Of dyua-
mise that voat o.A ho.b WAYS as "a
political argument
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

Your only hope. said three doctor.
Mrs NJ E Fisher, Detroit, Mich
offering from severe rectal trouble
lies in an operation, - then | used Or
Kings New Life Pill, she writes, 'til
wholly cured. They prevent Appen
iicitis, cure Constipation, Headache
25c at A. j. Johnson's
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

to such persons AS are by law entitled tothe sRmo
Il Is ordered that said application be heard be-
fore this court at general term thereof 20 be
held at the probate effice. in the city Of Viroqua
on the Bird day Of March 1904 At 10 o'clock A. M.
And il is further ordered that notice Of the time
and place Of examining and ALLOW ing said account
and Of assigning the residue Of said estate BE-
given tu all persons Interested by publication of
copy OF this order for three successive wasks. in
the VERNON touNTY CENSOR q newspaper pub
lished in said county before the day liked for
said hearing.
Dated this let day Of February. 1909
By the Court. RUBY DELAP. Register in Probate
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03
Washlnaton one cave On

to three doctors; was kept in bed 70,
five weeks. Blood poison from a spid
er's bite caused large, deep sores to GOV
er his leg The doctors failed, thel
"Bucklen's Arnica Salve completed
cured me, writes John Washington. OF
Bosqueville, Tex For eczema, boils
burn and piles it's supreme. 25c. at A.
j. Johnson's.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

The honor of being a self-nade man
depends upon the pattern that was
chosen.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

Make hay while the sun shines and
you won't have TO borrow an umbrella
when it rains.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

A real man is himself amo-@ thou
sand as much as alone.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

The seller has to put the best fruit
on top after the buyer expects to find
poorer below
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

Group positively stopped in 20 min
utes, with DR. Shops Group Remedy.
One test alone will surely prove this
truth. No vomiting, no distress. A
safe and pleasing syrup-50c. Sold by
Dahl drug store.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

One is too old to live when he can't
remember being young.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

Lots Of imaginative people maze
snakes in the grass out of harmless
little worms of the dust
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03
Reyolts a, Cold steel

A pretty face needs a soul that will
make it beautiful.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03
Weak Women

To weak and ailing women. there r 1t least one
way TO help But with that way, two treatments
must be combined. One is local, one Is COL stitu-
tonal, but both are important, both essential.
DR.. Shops Night Cure is the Local.
DR.. Shops Restorative. the Constitutional.
The former-Dr. Shoop' Night Cure--is topical
mucous membrane suppository remedy, while Dr.
Shops Restorative is wholly an internal treat
ment. The Restorative reaches throughout the
entire system, seeking the repair OF al nerve,
all tissue, and all blood ailments
The Night Cure. as Its name implies. does its
work while you sleep. 1t soothes sore and inflam-
discharges while the Restorative, eases nervous
excitement, gives renewed yigor and ambition,
builds up wasted tissues bringing about renewed
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS or Liquid--asa general tonic
TO the system. For positive local help. use as well
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-02-03

In the next life milkmen will rattle
along the milky way, maybe.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23

And then-there's the bitter taste, you
know-the bitter taste,"
And then, for some reason. he lifted
his eyes, scrutinizing the face Of Jen-
sen across the embers' glow. And Jen-
-good-natured. bIundering Jensen
grinncdi
Next morning The three pushed on up
the Cheyenne valley. And little Jean
Deroin sang merrily and talked many
schemes; but things mad changed bit.
the two wee drops of bad blood had
become three-and FallOn knew it.
He seemed little inclined TO talk and
was unnecessarily rough with the
mules One evening he smashed his pipe
because it wouldn't draw; and when
little Jean raised q lusty voice and sang
about Lisette, Fallon cursed him elab-
orately. All the while he had that
pinched, squirting look about the eyes
that somehow makes you think of the
muzzle of a gun. And when the big,
patient. thick-headed Dane offered
clumsy kindness, FallOn scOwled and
turned his back.
With things i'm this condition. they
came in mid-May to the American Fur
company's post at the forks of the
Cheyenne. Fallon proceeded 10 get
very drunk: the other two reasonably
~. anu ltlC LNU DlE Aitll lOuEAl- AOL
about the woman, however. It seemed
to be about who was the best shot. and
who was the best man. each casting
aspersions upon the others ancestry in
language not TO be tolerated. And Fall
lon, carrying a bigger cargo Of liquor
than the other, came off with a severe
drubbing at the hands Of the enraged
Dane.
It kept Little Jean busy the better
part Of three days to patch il I'D be-
tween them into the semblance Of
friendship. But Jean was very earnest
(having a head full of schemes for the
summer), so the big men shook hands
listlessly. sullenly repeating the words
Jean put into their mouths And then
the three set out again, trailing south
and west across the edge of the Bad
Lands into the hills.
But the mixup at the Forks hadn't
helped matters The three drops Of bad
blood in FanOn's system had increas ed
to ever so many. In the suitry nights
he lay awake for hours, thinking il all
over until he shook with great shud-
dering groans.
Often on the trail Fallon hurled bit
ter words at the Dane, who sometimes
lost his temper and talked back: until
Little Jean was it his wits end irving
to preserve the peace. And finally one
evening at the edge Of the Bad Lands.
where the trapping country OF the Hills
began, Fallon called the Dane a tow
headed something or other. and they
would have fought again but for Jean.
who lost his temper and dashed them
with all the curses OF his expressive
tongue. and shamed them and coaxed
them. Then they agreed TO make it up
for good.
Said Fsllon to the Dane Its me
that's a pig-headed Irishman, and
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23
THE BRUTAL FACT
JoHNe NEHAR

played peacefully at cards. made plans
for spring expedition into the Black
Hills fur country, and the woman was
aOt mentioned. Occasionally FallOn
and Jensen would meet in little friend
ly bouts at craftsmanship; but neither
proposed the feat of shooting tin cups
from each others heads. When you
mistrust q man. YOU don't invite him
10 shoot things off the top of your head,
you know.
BY and BY the long winter frayed out
and the grass thrust itself up among the
ragged edges. Strange fogs passed
/ across the face of the sun. Big shad
ows went wailing through the mists
And there was a crying of the lone
| flyers-wOnk WOnk-fleeing from the
coming Mystery. Out in the fOg-cloaked
days and the drilling nights grew up
the dull booming Of the ice-drift in
the river. The blue basins of the rain
thaved out and washed the last trace
of winter from the hills. And then, one
day, To- a robin chirped from a bastions
top. And It was Anrili
That is the time when the itch for
going gets into the quietest feet; the
time when one wishes to be precisely
where one is not. So little Jean and
the Dane and Fallon, being freemen, &C
countable to none but Whim, the great
inscrutable god Of the wandering foot.
set out upon the Black Hills trail Into
the northwest went the three, driving
their pack mules before them. And the
two wee drops of bad blood in Fallon's
veins seemed to have dwindled to none
at ALL
But If you ever loved a woman, you
will be sure to remember it when you
sit by a campfire IA the dusk of early
night. with the scent OF growing things
in your nostrils, and the sound of rust
ling leaves and drowsy bugs and Groom
ing night winds in your ears. And II
was so with FallOn,
They had reached the Cheyenne river
in the evening and camped for the
night. And when the three had eaten.
it happened that Jean sang a little
laughing, crying French love song. all
about the eyes of a woman called Ii
settle. When he had finished, a pack
mule lifted a dOleful voice in the subse-
quen- silence and mOurned.
Then a ghost walked for Fallon. He
smoked very hard for many minutes,
blowing rings Of meditation into the
canipfire's glow At length he spoke,
and his voice was strange and choky-
because the wood smoke drifted into his
face perhaps: Talk about your liquors
fciers, That's the place TO get your
liquor-at a woman's eyes just as the
sun goes down. But it's a long and
costly jag you get-long and costly.
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23
BY JOHN c. NEiHAROT.

But when thsy had made the supreme
test, each shooting a tin cup of whisky
from the others head at sixty yards.
they shook hands and divided the hon
ors between them.
However, Jensen kept the woman.
After that il was Jensen and Fal-
Ion" and very good friends they
seemed To be, though FaIlon could feel
a wee drop of bad blood ranking
through his system.
You amt holding nothing again me.
are you, Mike?" the good-natured Jen-
sen would often say; cause If you
are" he would add generously, q ain {
nailed down here
Shut your front gate, pardner." Fal-
Ion would answer, laughing; 'I guess
amt a man to get a bellyache over
facts! Sure, il was a bit hard on me
but facts have a way of being hard
Which was all very philosophical in
deed-but not quite human. For as he
spoke the words Fallon could taste that
one wee drop of bad blood. and it was
bitter.
This was Fallon sober.
Now If you happen TO have devil
lurking somewhere in the dark places
OF your soul; get intolerably drunk and
1t VIII come forth and look you in the
eyes.
The summer passed. and the winter
crept down across the great northern
expenses. II touched the turbulent
Missouri and turned it into white
ribbon It piled the snow about the
stOckades OF Fort Aux Cedres. and cast
upon il the spell Of a tedious silence.
Nothing is more distracting 20 men Of
action than inactive silence Therefore.
going on the principle that a noise in
the head IS better than no noise at all
Jensen end FallOn and their mutual
friend. Jean Deroin "a little French
free trapper with schemes in his head,
managed now and then TO get tOlerab bly,
drunk over their cards. Once they got
very drunk; and that was the first time
FallOn and Jensen quarreled. II was
all about the woman, and what they
said is hardly Mt for history
But little Jean managed to separate
them until the bad liquor died out.
Then be shamed them a bit and fat
tered them more. deftly touching upon
that common weakness Of all big men
their bigness-and talked his free
trapping schemes, until the big men
shook hands and laughed about IL all,
and came very near getting drunk
again as a mark of reconciliation.
But the one wee drop of bad blood IN
Fallon's system had become two drops.
nevertheless
The winter wore on toward spring.
and the drunken quarrel seemed to
have been forgotten; for the three
The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-05-23

you're a gentleman, Lief Let's shoot
the tin cups at sixty yards again. 1t
takes good friends to do that trick eh,
jensen"
Jensen quietly agreed. and for time
Jean was happy. So the two flipped a
copper for the first shot.
At the fall OF the coin the Danes face
went pale and his lips twitched. Fall
Ion had won.
Jensen leisureiy paced off the sixty
yards and stopped with the side OF his
face to FailOn. When the Frenchmau
came and placed the cup Of whisky on
his head he said quietly: Jean my
rifle and my powder pouch and all my
'hxens' are yOur'n. I'm willing 'em TO
you. Put me where the coyotes can
get at me-"
But Jean laughed. and said he reck-
Oned Fallon couldn't miss if he tried.
All the while Fallon was leisurely
loading his rife. When he had rammed
t down and capped the tube he raised
the gun to his shoulder. sighted ten
tatively for some time. then lowered il
and said: Il little more to the right,
Lief-there. Now hold mighty steady.
and don't you spoil my whisky. III
be wanting drink directly"
Again he raised the rife to his Shout
t4tts u Etttltt-lt ~ ilfll that a utuu HUSH
fell over all the WOTid-an awful still
ness through which a faint malicious
whisper ran. His brain reeled, and for
a moment he could not see the tall
Dane standing quietly there with the
tin cup on his head. Through a with
ing. blood-red haze he saw the form of
the woman. infinitely allUring, dark. in
scrutable as the night crowned with
many stars and scented with the
spring.
The illusion passed: and he was star
ing through the sights upon the tall.
patient figure Of the Dane.
His face suddenly became contorted.
an eager light flashed in his eye-and
he fired,
The Dane lurched forward and fell
upon his face.
Fa1lon gszed steadily for a moment
upon mis- fallen companion Then he
quietly set down his gun and blew the
smoke from the barrel. With open
mouth and wide eyes Little Jean stared
upon the PROSTATE man.
Jensen" cried Fallon at length.
you've gone and spilled my whisky"
Jensen lay very still. a dark red
ooze came from his temple. and YOU
could have heard the spilled whisky
tricxling in the quiet about him.
BLAST your hide. Jensen" cried Fail
lon again: Il say. you've gone and
spilled my whisky"
He walked carelessly over to where
the Dane lay and sazed upon him
meditatively.
MY Cod. Fallon," gasped the
Frenchman. you didn't 90 to do it.
did yOu2 Tell me you didn't 90 TO do
it, Swear that you didn't go 70 Go nI''
Fallon turned q quizzicai face upon
the other Getting g ballyache over
facts. are you. little man? What's the
use? He's dead, amt he? It's a fact.
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Up and down. UP and down paced
Little Jean, thinking. until the stars
blinked out and the face Of tine heavens
went pale and the blOOd-red spiOtch Of
dawn grew up. Then he went into
camp.
Fauon snored heavily in the tent.
NOiselessly the FTenchman collected the
powder horns and hung them about his.
shoulders. He filled a grub sack and
strapped it on his hack. Then he ex-.
amined Fallon's rifle and found it
empty. Taking the Danes rifle, he went
out to the mules and cut their lariats-
He would not need them. He would
travel light.
He returned TO camp and Weakened tbs
heavy sleeper with a shout Fallon
yawned, sat up-and found himself
, blinking down the muzzle OF the Danes
rifle thrust I'm through the entrance.
"Get up and come out Of that!"
Fallon yawned, sleepily regarding tbs
transformed face Of Little Jean. Sud-
denly he leapez 10 his feet, staring with
frightened eyes upon a face that was
no longer jeans, but that Of an aveng-
ing fury. Instinctively he glanced about
him for his gun. The ominous click.
click Of the gun lock under the thumb
of Jean checked him.
t1AAA g us AAEA tlAei+f ne EAALLlUlE4 DuA
Of the tent into the open. Weakened
suddenly from a drunken sleep to stare
across a Ieveled rifle barrel upon such
q face. he found his courage gone.
Trembling. with a blank expression on
his face, he stood awaiting the event.
strip off your duds-"
FallOn had not undressed. With 4
vague sense Of amazement at his own
act, he obeyed and stock naked before
his master.
Still holding the rifle Ieveled with one
hand. the Frenchman threw a steel and
flint to the other.
Burn 'em up"'
Like a man I'm a dream Fall0n obeved
Supporting the leveIed rifle with his
right arm. Jean Strengthened his left
and pointed east across the Bad Lands.
Go that way" he said. land keep 90
ing. I'm behind you. And if you keep
on far enough by and by your get to
the river"
Fallon started. At a distance Of fifty
yards he hesitated. turned about and
cast imploring eyes upon the French
man
Jean. Jeanir he gas2ed. you're not
going to-you're not going to-"
His voice ch0ked him and he shud-
dered, for fl was more than a face that
he saw across the leveled rifle barrel
It was his own hideous deed become
visible It sickened him strangely. Tn
a panic he turned and fled eastward
into the wilderness
He ran until sharp twinges Of pain IN
his chest forced him % slacken his
pace. His feet were cut and bruised
with the stony trail and ever and anon
he looked behind him with a spasmodic
jerk Of the head, lest something swift
Continued on Page 9.
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amt it? A bit brutal. mebbe: but some
facts have way of being brutal No.
! didn't so to do It. Never took a
finer bead in my life than I took on
that tin cup. No. 1 didn't go TO do It,"
Swear it by the Holy Wright" urged
Jean
Fallon laughed nervously, turned on
his heel, and went off toward camp.
singing with a strong Irish accent a
snatch of a rollicking voyageur's ditty
that happened to come into his head:
As | went on my way
i met three riders fair:
One was tall and one was short
And one had yellow hair.
With ira Ia lay and a ira la 10,
Blue eyes and yellow hair,
Three riders very fair,
And yet there was but one:
The one with an eye of the color Of
the sky
And hair Of the color Of the sun.
With a ira Ia lay and ira la To-,
Hair the color of the sun.
And when he reached camp he forth
with set about to get very drunk. But
out where the shadows Of the night
deepened Little Jean sobbed as he
struggled with the arid. rocky soil. try
ing to make a hole big enough for a
friend and too deep for the coyotes.
In the middle of the night the
FTenChman came into camp and found
FallOn both drunk and jolly
Il say, Jean" bawled Fallon. slap
ping his companion on the back and
Keeling luxuriously all over the place:
that was a clean shot wasn't it2
Dang me, IF It wasn't. HO. no. no.
Have drink. Ell? Right in the mid
die OF the temple, He. he. he, Right
in the middle, Haw. haw haw, But
didn't he make a long, lean. Timber
corpse. though? En-. Jean? Longest.
leanest. limberest-"
But Jean fled from the place and
spent the night in the dark. pacing up
and down and thinking.
What should be done2 What should
be done with FailOu-this monstrOus
cOward-this hideOus liar-this ioath-
some betrayer of faith, Shoot him
down like a mad wolff An. but a rife
ball is kind and carries sudden sleep
with il,
Up and down. up and down in the
darkness paced little Jean. thinking.
The infammable temperament Of his
fathers was ignited He was not now
merely a little man. He was the spirit
Of his race incarnate.
What should be done with this mon
ster called FallOn? Why-hunt him
down like a wild beast, Drive him
naked into the arid hills Was not
this the legacy OF the Dane-this right
Of retributiOn2 Had he not willed his
rife and his ammunition to Jean2 For
what? For retribution He would
drive Fallon naked into the barren
hills, He would drive him eastward
with the gun of the Dane. naked to
the biistering sun Of the DESERT
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lCopyrightl

(COpyTight)
This IS the tale Of three men and a
legacy not mentioned in the law books.
Also. IL is another episode out Of the
Dig eternal Story of the Lure of Wo-
man. To he sure. the woman does not
walk In this scene: but nevertheless
she Is TO be felt moving through the
sAFung shadows OF the talk-like a
Ureek Fate. let US say. Her mother
was Mandan Sioux and her father was
French.
Now when Mike FallOn came to Fort
AUX Cedres. the scent OF the spring was
IT. the air, and the woman was at Fort
Aux Cedres. The latter fact would cas-
lIy have been enough; but the two to-
sether worked magic in the visionary
Neitlc soul Of Fallon. He forthwith
saw the woman as she decidedly was
not To him she was the incarnation OF
ne vast summer-scented prairie night,
ilnnltely soothing, though charged with
latent hghtnings-a lluTing- inscrutable
crowned with midnight and many
stars.
You do not see her so: and perhaps
soU are right. But then-you were not
el toft AUX Cedres in that particular
eprngtime
SlInal-big- boned. deep-chested. lusty:
a.a the woman saw this, as she very
zen does Also, Mike Fallon was the
est rfe shot in the northwest coun-
Y, and this did not dfsplease the wo-
In. Perhaps the intimacy that fol-
Ttd was not quite according to the
80 or the game, as we see II; per
ps because the woman was quite
,-'aL and the maxwell, men are
Fe.ly much the same.
%, a.lgs went very well for Fallon I'M
~ me Dane came: that was Lief Jen-
~ TAN raw-boned. taciturn, patient.
s aS Jensen His hair suggested csrded
Us flower.
LHe woman saw this and she
Hanged her mind. She was the Night
.e1ocIoFding TO Fallon), and Jensen was
-s Jay according 70 the woman): and
s.Neen them there was a dawning-
Vow it happened with the appear
sue or the Dane that FaIlon was no
+-sVT the best rifle shot in the cOun-
., Jensen was one Of them. He
,---sI oore squirrels eye at fifty
o-uS quite as often as Fallon. So the
zen 10 doing shooting stunts with
sHo" or good-natured rivalry. which
Was not that at all. but a struggle for
s mastery The old herd laws have
t,- ,'eo 10 mere instincts IN these lat
oasS- yet the best OF US can feel
81 stirring under our starched shirt
cunts now and then.