davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
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for the stunt.
 There's nothing hanging around now in the heavyweight class that can lick Johnson. We have to get something new-a raw recruit. If there was nothing to Young Morris his friends would not be backing him for thousands against Marvin Hart, for Hart has some record and there is some class to him.
 Conbett talked along other lines as he pulled his full dress suit from a handsome wardrobe tcunk. He kidded George Evans because Evans said his voice was bad Or the acoustics Of the Lonse were on the bum. You are iotten.' said Corbett, land they are just getting on to you.' Although Ev- ans got many laugh and proved the star of the black faced aggregation he did not think his act went good here. He said it is not often that you see such an appreciative audience however, as that which g"cated him in Pine Bluff, and declared that it Vas "a fine one to look att
 Corbett spent most of the day at the Elks Club with some of tie min strels playing Hearts. He $ dairy on the subject of Hearts and Evans says Corbe+t likes them where uey are real too. "Gentleman Jim de- serves the title. He is as courteous and gentle as, 2 woman in his manner aac is a man tf unusual inte'h2enc2 TOT one who has been in the hsht'hs game.
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IS soon to meet Marvin Hart would like ri'"kty well to see hin 'D action with Hart, but I fear I cannot attend the mill"
 When you get to Oklahoma City do you intend putting the gloves on with Morr's?" he was asked.
 Whats the use'' butted in George Evans, who was busy washing the black from his face. Jim don't want to take any chance like that The fellow might slip one over on Jim and put him away just for the ad, and es- pecially when Jim's not looking for such thing.
 Conbett was busy donning his full dress suit, preparatory to going on with his Reno monologue.' He turn- ed and looked at Little George in amazement With a snicker he said 1: Say. George! Do you think I am crazy? There's not chance of any of them doing that. I am always on the lookout for such plays. I would just as soon try him out that way as '.ny. I'm not in training just now but I am willing to rely upon my quickness to avoid any such thing
 You see, continued the big fellow there's little gain by boxing with a novice. would rather see him i.; action for sure. Then I could tell what is in him. I believe, # Morrlc is what he is cracked up to be. can tale him and make him cie n John son so quick the negro will simply give up rne ..ble with new corn- CTS is that they rarely ever take 'ad- vice when in battle. If he listens tc my instructions while in the ring with Johnson and has, the durability and swffdness that is credited to him, he can be trained down to a fighting ma- chine that would make the negro sweat blood I am not going to st9r until I get hold of young giant who will get that negro and I believe that Morris is the most logical man
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Entered at Postoffice at Pine Bluff, Ark. a second class mail matter.
SUBSCRIPTION PRICE. Delivered By Carrier
TO MY FRIENDS

am deeply grateful to the many friends who so Loyalty supported me i'll my recent successful campaign tor mayor. I will show my appreciation by giving them the best that is in me as mayor and to those who opposed me l have the kindest feeling. Without the support and faithfulness of my friends I could not have won such a fIattering victory.
 A. c. JORDAN.
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Cbssdroo Cry
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We have a cheaper roofing, but if you want the best Roofing, buy "Mal- thoid.' It is different from all oth- CTS One ply at $1. 75, at Cleveland Matthews Hardware Go.
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the sky heavy with a great, boiling,
angry cloud, from which lightning flashed,
to be followed by terrific peals of thun-
der While inside the deep passageway
Harry had not been able to hear a sound
from without. Sudden gusts of wind were
coming across the prairies, heralds Of the
storm which was about to break.
Harry got to his feet quickly, and
looked about him. He knew he could not
reach his home-1ve miles distant-before
the storm was In full progress. And it
promised to be a furious gale. accompa-
MED by hail and rain.
Gee l mustn't forget Beauty" said
Harry TO himself. And he ran to the
spot where he had left his pony tied to
the cottonwood sapllng. But the limb to
which the bride had been tied was split
from the slender trunk, and no pony was
In sight. "Ah, Beauty's made off for
home," he commented. ''Well, I'm afraid
Mother and Daddy will become alarmed
about me when they see the little horse
riderless. But" and Harry scanned the
sky-"I'll have to get under cover or
I'll be carried into the air.
He did not arrive at this conclusion q
moment too soon, for just as he had
crept into the caves entrance the fury
of the storm was full upon that part of
the land. And it proved to be as fierce
a gale as had swept the plains in years.
Trees were uprooted, frail houses and
barns blown to skaters, fields were swept
as by broom. The ranch-house of the
Peters stood its ground, but that was
because it was of heavy stone and broad
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articles over. 1T can start a curio cab
met with these and add to the collection
as I discover caves. Well, must creep
to the entrance of my Wonder Cave and
see how the weather is outside"
Finding the storm had abated, and
that a steady rain was falling. Harry de-
cided to set out for home afoot, for he
had no other means of travel at hand.
And he did not mind good drenching, be-
ing a hardy fellow and used to all sorts
of exposure. So he started forth. the
pouch and beads and arrowheads care
fully placed inside his shirtfront to pre-
vent dropping any one of them.
After having gone over the first mile
Harry saw a farmers wagon coming on
the road behind him, and when 1t drew
up he recognized an old neighbor. He
accepted the farmers invitation to ride,
for he-the farmer-was going past
Harry's home. So Harry soon found him
self in his mothers sitting-room receiving
her caresses and hearing her thanksgiv-
ing to Him who had kept her boy from
harm. And then Harry showed his treas
ures and explained how he had found a
real cave which had once been occupied
by the Indians, II not as q dwelling
place, as a hiding place for their be-
longings.
And strange to say, Beautys return
home had not been discovered by Harry's
father till after Harry himself had ar
rived Then the three Peters folk had
q jollification over Harrys and Beauty's
safe return home and went into supper
which was smoking on the table for
them.
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A Story for Wee Ones.
BY HELENA DAVIS.

~ HUBBY stood beside the window
" looking out at a pouring rain. Club
0by wore scowl on his fat little
face and pout on his cherry red lips. AS
Mamma entered the room Chubby turned
to her with, Say, MaNma, how tan |
dough fishin' wen it's wainin' so hardf'
..Ah, and so Uncle Dan was to have
taken you fishing today, wasn't he?' re-
marked Mamma "Well, of course, since
the Rain Man brought us such a splendid
rain, Uncle and Chubby will have to re-
main Mt home today. Can't go fishing In a
downpour, can you. darling?" And Mamma
stopped and kissed the round pink cheek
of her little man,.
But l don't like 1t to wain," declared
Chubby. 81 tan't dough out to pay wifi
Doggie an my auto. An / tan't dough
a-hshin'. l like it to be sunshine all a
time"
"oh, no, no." said Mamma. sitting down
beside the window and taking Chubby
upon her lap. "Chubby would not like
to see all the grass on the lawn dry up,
nor the flowers die. Nor would he like
to be told there was no flour to make
bread and cakes with, as all the grain had
been killed by the drouth. And he would
feel very, very sorry to have no jam
during the winter. And that would be
the case if there was no rain. for every
thing would die for want of it, even the
raspberries for making
Chubby seriously meditated a moment,
his pout disappearing. Then he said:
But I'd like to dough flshin'. Mamma,
chen if it does VAIN"
well, there comes Uncle Dan in at
the gate. Maybe he can plan some way
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and low of structure. But many of the
outbuildings were destroyed.
During the hurricane Harry's parents
were almost frantic about their boy. for
they feared he had been n victim of the
storm. But they did not see Beauty when
he hurried home, bridled and saddled. but
riderless, for the little pony reached his
stable just as the storm burst forth and
went into his stall unled And as the
the ranch-house. he was in good luck to
have broken the limb to which he was
tied and to have hurried to a place of
safety.
And the while, Harry was inside the
now unobstructed tunnel led. And once
In there Harry made a light. for he had
box of matches In his pocket, and the
big, dry stick brought in with him served
as a torch.
With this feeble light Harry began to
grope about in the cave to find what he
might find And pretty soon his hand
struck upon something cold, and on hold
ing the object close to the torch he saw
that he had beaded pouch, such as the
Indians used to carry about with them.
Inside the pouch was a pair of moe
casins of beadwork. Then Harry fell to
exploring every corner of the cave, and
before the storm cleared away he had
drawn forth from their hiding place of so
years or more several arrowheads, an
indian pipe and tobacco and several
strings of colored beads.
Treasures said Harry, holding the
whole mass together and looking the
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Chubby's First Fish

for you to go fishing in the house. Who
can tell? Uncle Dan is so very, very
clever at devising jolly things. Run
into the hall, darling, and meet dear
Uncle Dan"
Chubby ran into the hall Just as his
big seventeen-year-old uncle entered the
door, shaking the rain from his umbrella
and coat
Hello, little man. cried Uncle Dan,
catching Chubby up In his arms. Are
you ready to go fishing old Pal?"
I'VE tan't dough, fer it's wainin' too
hard exclaimed Chubby. But we
mus have vain, or fngs will all die,
an Chubby'll hab no jam to eat on his
bwead in de win'er.'
''Surel right you are, Sonny" cried
Uncle Dan. but we are going to fish
anyway. Just you follow me, little man,"
And Uncle Dan went direct to the kitchen
and got a great tin pan. This he filled
with water and carried TO the back
porch where no rain could get in. Plac-
ing the pan on the floor, Uncle Dan
tossed into the water several make-be-
lieve fish in the shape of bits of twist
ed-up paper and wood. Then bending a
pin into a hook he tied it to Irvine,
and the Irvine In turn was tied to
stick which Uncle Dan found in the
woodshed.
Now, Sonny, sit here and fish," said
Uncle Dan, placing a low stool close to
the pan of water, And try to catch one
of those fishes swimming there. For
every one you draw out on your hook
Iii give you penny. And you may
spend the money for whatever you like"
Ill dit tandy wiz it," smiled Chubby
joyfully.. ...
Then he sat down and fished and fish,
ed ever so long.
Uncle Dan sitting near by in the ham,
mock, reading. Just as Chubby was
about to- give up in despair-for he had
tried and tried to catch one of the fish
with the hook, but all in yain-he notlc-
ed one Of the paper fishes floating just
over the hook. Immediately the fisher
ermans instinct told him to jerk the
hook up beneath the floating bit of twist
ed paper. He did SO, and 10! the hook
caught the fish. "Oh. Uncle Dan! l dot
| i'm! dot i'm! See?" And Chubby
danced about in glee over catching his
first fish, even though it was but a bit
of twisted paper.
And Mamma was called to see the fish,
still hanging on the hook. And Mamma
declared it was the very finest fish she
had ever seen taken from II pan of well
water
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about three feet from the outer edge a
sudden wall appeared. But, straining his
eyes, Harry could see that the wall did
not lay close against the outer ledge.
There seemed narrow passage way,
turning at this point. Harry crept into
the hole, a very tight fit, and stuck his
arm round the turning passageway. Yes,
there was surely an opening leading some
where beyond. But Harry knew he could
not go very far round that curve, for his
hand told him the opening was narrow
and very low. But he would try going
In as far as possible. He managed to
crawl round the turn. Then he found
himself in a dark, close tunnel-like pas
sage, scarcely high enough to admit of
his figure Lying down. But the height
of the passage did not menace him so
much as did the width. At one side
rock jutted right into the opening. Grasp
ing this in ibis hands, Harry found he
could shake it. All, the rock was loose!
Surely, it had been placed there by human
hands and had been so wedged into place
as to deceive the casual observer. This
must be a hiding place of some sort.
Harry became excited, and reached be-
hind him for the heavy stick which he
had brought into the caves entrance with
him. By digging and prying and pulling
with all his might he got the rock loos-
ened sufficiently to drag towards him.
This he did, crawling backwards as he
forced the obstacle towards the outside
of the passage.
He must have worked for sometime be-
fore managing to dislodge the rock, and
ultimately getting 1t to the outside of
the caves entrance, for when he reached
open air again he was surprised TO see
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her, knowing she was of the working
people. And now she was to stand In
the presence of the lady of the house!
When Marjory entered Mrs. Lindon's
sitting room she beheld a stylishly-
dressed lady reclining on a sofa slipping
tea. The lady bowed to Marjory and
said: Your mother has done the work
very quickly. Please let me examine it. T"
And she held out her hands for the
bundle She unwrapped it and let fall
on the sofa beside her a dozen hem
stitched table napkins and two long
table covers. All were of heavy damask.
1.-The work is beautifully DONE she ex-
claimed. "And | have a lot more for
your mother. Some handmade night
robes for my daughter Mildred. l want
them done very carefully, all tucked and
embroidered by hand. Your mother Is
a fine needle-woman"
Marjory's face flushed again. my
mother is more than that she said
quickly. "She Is the most wonderful
woman in the world. She can do any
thing. And she isis But her emo
ton choked her, and she became silent
Mrs. Linden resumed: "Will you carry
the work home with you?-or shall
send it? The bundle will not be very
large"
II can take It," said Mariory, having
recovered from her momentary excite
ment. Then she sat down to wait while
Mrs. Linden went into another room to
get the work for her. While she sat
there a young girl, about her own age,
came into the room. She walked with
the aid of crutches and her face showed
signs of pain. On seeing Marjory, the
young girl bowed and smiled. Good
evening" she said In sweet voice. Are
you waiting on Mamma?"
Marjory said she was waiting for some
work from Mrs. Lindon.
Yes, Mrs. Lindon's my mother" said
the girl. lin Mildred Lindon.''
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Harry'S Wonder Cave
BY WILLIAM WALLACE, JR.


the day seemed to be a ''storm-breeder."
III have time to gallop over to the
ledge and look about for places Of inter-
est" he said to himself. But within
two hours l must be back home"
He touched Beauty's side with the whip
and the feet-footed little animal sprang
into brisk gallop. He reached the ledge
and dismounted, tying Beauty's bride
about a bit of cottonwood sapling which
struggled for existence in the dry soil
Then he walked toward n sharp curve In
the ravine, where the rocky ledge reared
to great height and depth. In fact, the
spot was very picturesque, and Harry
stood looking up at the giant rocks ad-
miringly.
tom Grayson says there's a fine cave
in this ledge but that the opening lead
ing into 1t Is too small to admit of a
mans figure. He tried crawling into it
once, but got stuck, and had to wriggle
his way out again as best he could. But
he declares that inside that narrow pas
sageway there Is a fine, big cave. Now,
If can find that little entrance I'll en-
large it SO that can get through. And
l must have an implement to work with"
Thus talking to himself, Harry looked
about for good, strong stick with which
to dig in the side of the ledge. He found
just what he wanted In the form of a
broken cottonwood limb, strong and sharp
at one end. Evidently it had been whitfield
out to be used as prop to a camping
tent and left on the ground by the camp
ers when they departed.
With the stick over his shoulder, Harry
proceeded to hunt up and down the rocky
ledge for some sign of a cave. For half
an hour or more he searched In vain
Then, just as he was about to give up the
search, his eye caught a small, dark spot
beneath some vines and grass which chung
against the cool rocks. Pulling these
aside, he saw a small hole leading be-
meath a great shelving rock. He lay down
and peered within. The small opening
seemed to lead Into nothing. for Just
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Rich Marjory ard poor Mildred.
By MAUD WALKER

a oIORI rOh 6lhLo by MAUI WAL
Why did not they-the Browns-have
such home? How she hated being poor,
anyway. She was getting Of an age now
to wish for luxuries-flne clothes and an
elegant home. Oh. why was not her faith
err banker, like Mr.. Lindon?
Thus meditating on her own hard lot,
Marjory rang the door bell and was adj
mitted to the mansion by a servant In
livery. The hall was magnifcently fur
nished, and Marjory almost felt afraid to
sit down on the velvet chair. pointed to
by the servant till Mrs. Lindon should
give Instructions as where she would re
ceive the seamstress' little daughter. But
as she was obliged to wait till the
servant should notify his mistress of her
presence and business she sat carefully
on the edge of the splendid chair. While
waiting in the hall, the great door swung
open and a tall thin-faced, unhappy
looking gentleman entered. He had let
himself in with a latchkey, and Marjory
knew him to be the master of the man
sion. He glanced at Marjory with
naughty, questioning look Marjory flushed
crimson. Then. as the servant had not
yet returned to relieve her of the great
bundle of work she held on her knees,
she spoke to the gentleman as he wat
about to pass her: 1T am Marjory Brown,
sir, and have come to fetch some things
to Mrs. Lindon. My mother has done some
needle-work for her,
'Ah,'' was all the thin-faced gentleman
said. But at that instant the servant
reappeared and directed Marjory to go to
his Mistress room OH the second floor.
She would receive pay for the work
there.
Marjory hastily obeyed and hoped to
get the business over at once, for some
how the atmosphere of the mansion al
most suffocated her. She thought the
master was the hardest, most selfish-ap-
pearing man she had ever seen. The SER
want was 'high-and- mighty towards
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"a tage at the outskirts of the city.
Her father kept a small shop
u and her mother did fancy needle
work. Marjory had two little
brothers-both younger than herself-and
a tiny baby sister. Marjory was u years
old. Her brothers, Tommy and Jack,
were nine and six, respectively. Baby
was just the creeping age.
Marjory's last name was Brown. Her
father, Mr.. James Brown, was an honest,
kind man, but not very successful In
business. And that was why his wife
helped to carry the burden of lyeii-
hood by taking in needle work. She was
a healthy. neutrality-suspicious. woman,
never so content as when doing something
for somebody. With her small earnings
she paid for Marjofys piano lessons, also
paid the rent for the piano. And she
still found plenty of time to look after
her household-with the children's help
and to go to church every Sunday evening.
Mr. Brown and the children (all save
baby went to Sunday School and church
on Sunday mornings, and Mr.. Brown re-
manned at home Sunday evenings to
look after baby while Mrs. Brown at
tended evening services. And it is safe to
say that not a more loving family lived
in the land, nor a happier one, unless
Marjory be excepted. And until the time
of the writing of this story she, too, was
very content in her humble, though com
Portable home. where father and mother
Wed with each other to make the place
as attractive as possible to their dearly
loved children.
But on the day of this story. Marjory
became very disseminated 1t happened
this way: Mrs. Brown had just complet-
ed some work for very wealthy lady by
the name of Mrs. Lindon, and Marjory
carried the completed pieces home. When
she found the Lindon home-a very man.
sion-her heart gave a throb of envy.
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~ AIRY PETERS lived on a cattle
a ranch in the western part of Kan
Vi sas. He was an only child and
often found the summer vacation
days long ones During the school
year he had plenty Of employment and
companionship, but as soon as school was
out for the summer Harry's time was not
so occupied as he would have liked it to
be- OF course he assisted his mother in
the garden, weeded the vegetable beds,
and so forth. And he often gave his IA
Their and the workhands n bit Of help at
the irrigation bitches, and also lent a
hand at haymaking. But much of his
time was unoccupied with work, and he
could read or ramble about the prairies
as he chose. He had fine pony, on
whose back he enjoyed many a long ride
going to see the boys on the neighboring
ranches, the nearest one being five miles
distant.
But the summer days are long on the
prairies, where the people rise in the
morning at o'clock and retire at 0 or
0:30. And while Harry had his work on
the ranch, it occupied him only few
hours each day. And although he went
riding about the country occasionally, ne
still had much time on his hands. And
having no brothers or sisters to play with,
he often became q bit lonely, for young
folks love the society of those of their
own age, and even the most loving anu
companionable parents cannot give them
all they want, though they make them
very happy.
One day while riding over a long range
of sandy hills Harry decided to pay
visit to a ledge of rocks that bordered
ravine in which water flowed during the
rainy season. He had never gone to this
particular spot, and thought he might
find something of interest there. The day
was u close, hot one, such as the Kansas
1eople know precedes storm. and Harry,
pking at the piled-up thunder heads"
the northwest, decided he must not re-
ain away from home very long, for
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rich, and can ride In an automobile. And
you will never have to work or to worry
about things
"Oh, ! am poor-so poor!'' cried Mil
dred, and her lips trembled Il am not
halfsso rich as you are. You live In a
dear cottage with your papa and mamma
and brothers and sisters. have only
my mother. And she is SO often away
In Europe, you know, and l at boarding
school. And papa--he is too busy to
think OF us-of mother and me-"
Just then they reached Marjory's gate,
and as Marjory thanked Mildred for hay
ing brought her home she said:. And
you have made me know how very rich l
am. Indeed, never knew 1t till now"
And then she ran into the house to
kiss first her mother, then her father,
who had just come in, and playing with
the baby. and then Tom aud Jack and
baby In turns. And as she did 10 she
exclaimed, I'D rather be rich Marjory
Brown than poor Mildred Lindon. the
heiress to a million"