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The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-06-01
Magazine Susnends-

NEW YORK. May 3i.-Harupton's
Magazine has suspended publication and
tho June number VIII not he issued. One
Of the losers in the magazine Is Sneaker
Champ Clark. who Is said TO have in
vested $4,000 "
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-06-01

OFFICE c. Q. N. CHRONICLE BLDG.
San Francisco. Cal. May 81. i9ia.-
Sealed proposals will be received here
until II a III. June u. 1919. for furnish
ing forage and straw required az posts
IN Western Division during fiscal year
commencing july l. 1919. Information
9uaTtsTuasters. and ouarrcrmastors In
Seattle, Wash, Portland or. and Homo
lulu. II T.. and BIDS may be received by
Post QUarterriasterE and CrIartermaster
Honolulu. n. T. urtil II a. ~. Pacific
Nilne. June Il, 1919.
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The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-06-01
ACCOUNTS SOLICITED.
National Bank of the Republ;c

thoroughly modern savinss DEPART
meut conducted In connection with This
bank. Safe deposit boxes for rent q. s.
Depository.
Frank Knox. PRESIDENT: James a. Mur-
ray. vice president; W. 3. Earls, caghler:
e. a. CufbertSon, assistant cashier
Capital paid In. $500. 600. Interest paid
en- time deposits.
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-06-01

AND THE GENERAL DULLNESS OF BUSINESS,
AINST 1T, with heavy stock Of Ladies' and Misses
e compelled to turn their store to the UNITED
N to raise Ten Thousand Dollars within Ten Days in
Of the situation We are cutting and slashng prices in
We will make this sale one that the Salt Lake City peo
early, thus to avoid the afternoon rush.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
SYNOPSIS.

der piainsmah IS loeE i1 for ro s va
t f e es By on pons
When Keith reaches the wagon the raid
ers have massacred two men and ae-
papers and a locket with a woman's por-
trait. Keith Is arrested at Carson City,
charged with the murder; his accuser be-
companion in his cell named Neb tells him
that he knew the Keiths in Virginia. Neb
says one Of the murdere ,5, men vas f John
and Neb escape. and later. the fugtivess
come upon a cabin and find its occupant pant
he saw at Carson City. The girl explains
that she is in search of brother. who
had deserted from the army. and that a
cabin while he sought her brother. Haw-
ley appears. and Keith in hiding recog-
nizes him as Black Bart. There Is a ter
Keith is victor. Horses are appropriated 3.
Hope, Joins in the escape. Keith explains
Fort a Were the f9s r IS 5 w f
she is the daughter Of General Waite.
Keith and Neb drift into Sheridan, where
Keith meets the brother of Hope Waite.
under the assumed name Of Fred WI
1eng s and t nat
two. Hope learns that Gen. Waite, who
was thought murdered, Is at Sheridan an.
Christie Maclaire. the Carson City singer.
Keith meets the real Christie Maclairee
and finds that Black Bart has CONVINCED :. e
her. that there is a mystery in her life
which he is going to turn to her advan,
tage. The plainsman tells Hope Waite. Of
her resemblance to Christie Maclaire.
They decide that Fred Willoughby may
hold the key to the situation. Keith finds
Willoughby shot dead. Hope is told Of
the death of her brother. Keith fails to
learn what representations Black Bart
has made to Christie Maclaire. Hope
suggests that in order to learn the secret et
singer. Dr. Fairbain is in love with
Christie Maclaire and Keith INDUCES him him
goes TO the theater where she meets
Black Bart, who, thus deceived, tells
Hope, that General Waite has suspected
his plans and that they must fly. Hope,
greatly alarmed, demurs. General Waite
appears and says Black Bart has stolen
paners from him regarding an inheri-
lance.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
BABY's HAIR ALL CAME OUT

when my first baby was six months
old he broke out on his head with little
bumps. They would dry up and leave
q scale. Then it would break out
again and 1t spread all over his head.
All the hair came out and his head
was scaly all over. Then his face
broke out all over in red bumps and
1t kept spreading until it was on his
hands and arms. bought several
boxes of ointment, gave him blood
medicine, and had two doctors to treat
him, but he got worse all the time.
He had it about six months when a
friend told me about Cuticura. I sent
and got a bottle Of Cuticura Resolvent.
? cake of Cuticura Soap and a box of
Cuticura Ointment. In three days
after using them he began to i'm
prove. He began to take long maps
and to stop scratching his head. After
taking two bottles of Resolvent, two
boxes of Ointment and three cakes OF
Soap he was sound and we'll, and never
had any breaking out Of any kind. His
hair came out in little curls all over
his head don't think anything else
would have cured him except Cuti-
cura.
II have bought Cuticura Ointment
and Cuticura Soap several times since
to use for cuts and sores and have
never known them to fail to cure what
put them on. Cuticura Soap is the
best that have ever used for toilet
purposes" (Signed) Mrs. F. p. Har-
mon, r. r. d. 2, Atoka, Tenn, Sept.
10, 1910. Although Cuticura Soap and
Ointment are sold everywhere, sam
pie of each, with 32-page book, will
be mailed free on application to "Cuti-
cura," Dept L. Boston.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
ENDED THE SPELLING LESSON
Bobby's Education, Under Aunts
Tutefage, Afterward Proceeded
Under Different Lines.

Miss Thompson. whose form nature
has endowed with all-too-ample
curves. was giving her little nephew
lesson in spelling the other day. He
had spelt be, be, and he, he, and
now she was trying to get him to tell
her what me, spelt.
Listen, Bobby" she said earnest.
~. Then closing her lips she pro-
nounced the sound of long m, and
opening them, the sound of long e.
What does that spell?"
Bobby looked at her and shook his
head. Again she tried, and this time,
while pronouncing the sounds, she Wig
orously tapped her own rotund chest
with her plump forednger.
"Mmum, ee. What letters am say
Ing and what do they spell?" she
asked. still vigorously tapping her
chest.
Il don't know what the letters are"
replied Bobby, watching the plump
forefinger. but I guess they spell
Fat"
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

They dug into saloons, bagntos,
dance-halls, searching back rooms
and questioning inmates; they routed
out every occupant of the hotel, in
vaded boarding houses, and explored
shacks and tents, Indifferent to the
protests of those disturbed-but with
out result. They found several who
knew Hawley, others who had seen the
two together passing by the lighted
windows of the Trocadero, but beyond
that-nothing. Convinced, at last, that
the parties sought were not alive in
Sheridan, and beginning to fear the
worst, the searchers separated, and
began spreading forth over the black
surrounding prairie, and by the light
of lanterns seeking any semblance OF
trail. There was no lack Of volun-
teers for this work, but it was oay-
light before the slightest clue pre-
sented itself. Keith, with the sheriff
and two or three others, ha6 sroped
their way outward until, with the first
flush of dawn, they found themselves
at the opening of small rocky ra-
vine, near the foot of Boots Hill"
Peering down into it's still Swallowed
depths, they discerned what appeared
like a body lying there motionless.
Keith sprang down beside it, and turn
ed the rigid form over until the dead
face was revealed in the wan light
it was that of the red moustached
Scott He staggered back at the rec
ognition, barely able to calculate.
Here, Sheriff! This is one of Haw-
ley's men!"
! The sheriff was bending instantly
above the corpse, searching for the
truth.
you know the fellow"
Yes, his name was Scott"
well, he's been dead some hours,
at least six should say; shot just
above the eye, and good Heavens!
look here, Keith, at the size of this
bullet wound; that's no mans gun in
this country-no more than '32' I'd
say"
Miss Waite had small revolver.
She must have shot the fellow. But
why did they leave the body here to
be discovered?"
The sheriff arose to his feet, prowl-
ing about in the frightening glow of
the dawn.
"They were in hurry to get away,
and knew he wouldn't be found before
morning. A six hours start means a
good deal. They did drag him back
out of sight-look here. This was
where the struggle took place, and
here Is where the man FELL" tracing
| 1t out upon the ground THE girl
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
CHAPTER XXI.
Fairbain and Christie.

Dr. Fairbain had originally Joined
Tie searching party, fully as eager as
Keith himself to run down the rene
gade Hawley, but after an hour of re-
sultless effort, his entire thought shift
ed to the woman they had left alone
at the hotel. He could not, as yet,
fully grasp the situation, but he re-
manned loyal to the one overpowering
truth that he loved Christie Maclaire.
Fairbanks nature was rough, orig
inal, yet loyal to the core. He had
lived all his life long in army camps,
and upon the frontier, and his code
of honor was extremely simple. 1t
never once occurred to him that Chris
ties profession was not of the high
est, or that her life and associations
in any way untitled her for the future
To his mind she was the one and only
woman. His last memory of her, as
the little party of men filed out OF
that room, haunted him until he fin
ally dropped out of the search and
drifted back toward the hotel.
1t was late hour, yet it was hard
ly likely the woman had retired. Her
excitement, her interest in the pursuit,
would surely prevent that; moreover,
he was certain he saw a light still
burning in her room, as he looked up
from the black street below. Never
theless he hesitated, uncertain of bis
reception. Bluff, emphatic, never
afraid to face man in his life, his
heart now beat flercely as he endeav-
Ored to muster the necessary cour-
age. Far down the dark street some
roysterer fired shot, and sudden fear
lest he might be sought after profess
sionally sent the doctor hurriedly
within, and up the stairs. He stood,
just outside her door, quaking like a
child, the perspiration beading his
forehead, but light streamed
through the transom, and he could
plainly hear movements within. AT
last, in a sudden spasm of courage,
he knocked softly. Even in that noisy
spot she heard instantly, opening the
| door without hesitation, and standing
fully dressed within. She was no
longer discouraged, sobbing girl,
but an aroused, intent woman, into
whose pathetic, lonely life there had
come new hope. She appeared
younger, fairer, with the light SHIN
mering in her lair and her eyes smil
ing welcome.
ooh, Doctor" and her hands We're
thrust out towards him, Il am glad
you have come. Somehow, thought
you would, and l have wanted so t.
talk to some one-to you"
ITO me! Do you really mean that
| Miss Christie?"
Eyes, really mean that, you grea
bear of man." and che girl laughe,
lightly, dragging him into the room
and closing the door. why, who els,
could l expect to come tonight? Yo'
We're the only one really good to me
You-you acted as If you believed i,
me all the time"
(TO BE CONTINUED)
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
CHAPTER xxxl.-(continued.)

II have told you my name-Jack
Keith" he replied, quietly. Doctor
Fairbain knows something of me, but
for your further information will add
that when we met before | was Cap
tain Keith, Third Virginia Cavalry,
and bearing dispatches from Long
street to Stonewall Jackson"
The gruff old soldier, half crazed by
the news of his daughters peril, the
CLEAN of his eyes still revealing I'M
controlled temper, stared at the young
err face fronting him; then slowly he
held out his hand.
"Keith-Keith," he repeated, as
though bringing back the name with
an effort. by God, that's so-old JET
ferson Keiths boy-killed at An
tietam. And you know Hope?"
Yes, General"
He looked about as though dazed,
and the sheriff broke In not unkindly.
well, Waite, if we are going to
search for your daughter we better
be at it. Come on, all of you; Miss
Maclaire will be safe enough here
alone"
He took hold of Keith's arm, ques-
tioning him briefly as they passed
down the hall. On the stairs the lat
ter took his turn, still confused by
what he had just heard.
"Who is Miss Maclaire?" he asked.
phyllis Gale"
''Of course, but who is Phyllis Gale?
What has she to do with General
Waite? His daughter has told me she
never heard of any one by that name /"
We'll, Keith, the old man has never
told me very much; he's pretty close
mouthed, except for swearing, but I've
read his papers, and picked up point
or two. reckon the daughter, Miss
Hope, maybe never heard word
about it, but the boy-the one that
was shot-must have stumbled onto
the story and repeated it to Hawley.
That's what set that fellow going. It
seems Mrs. Waite's maiden name was
Pierpont, and when she was seven.
teen years old she was married to the
son of rich North Carolina planter
The fellow was drunken, dissolute
good-for-nothing. They had daugh
ter born-this Phyllis-and when the
child was three years old her father
in a fit of drunken rage, ran away, and
to spite his wife took the little girl
with him. All efforts to trace them
failed, and the mother finally secured
q divorce and, two years later, mar.
ried Willis Waite. Waite, of course
knew these facts, but probably they
were never told the children. When
the father of Mrs. Waite's first hus.
band died, he left all his large proper.
ty to his grandchild, providing she
could be found and identified within q
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

put up a stiff fight, too-see where
they dragged her up the path. From
the footprints there must have been
half dozen in the party. Get back
out of the way, Sims, while l follow
their TRAIL"
1t was plain enough, now they had
daylight to assist them, and led around
the edge of the hill A hundred feet
away they came to where horses had
been standing, the trampled sod evil
dencing they must have been there for
some considerable time. Keith and
the sheriff circled out until they final
ly struck the trail of the party, which
led forth southwest across the prairie.
Seven horses, one being led light,
said the former. THAT was SCOTS.
probably"
That's the whole story" replied
the sheriff, staring off toward the
bare horizon, land the cusses have at
least six hours the start with fresh
horses" He turned around. well.
boys, that takes 'em out of my baili-
wick, reckon. Some of the rest OF
you will have to run that gang down"
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

sure them of their welcome. and drew
them in, closing the door upon the
biting air. Soon they were sitting
side by side, each making en- attempt
to sew a flannel petticoat.
I'm my first free moment searched
through our wardrobe of secondhand
things and selected few garments
which looked to be the proper sizes
for the two, and took these over to
where they sat. AS drew near
heard the younger sister say to the
older, DC you think they will let us
keep these petticoats for ourselves?'
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
Marks Lett on Cloth.

In an address to the Paris Academy
of Science, Professor Balthazard con.
tends that when leaden bullet ira
verses cloth characteristic marks are
left upon it, which are not obliterated
by the subsequent passage OF the bu.-
let through flesh. provided that it does
not strike a bone It Is even possible.
he claims, to identify the nature O.
the garment through which the bu!les
has passed by careful exaUinass1
of the marks on the leAA
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

certain time, failing which the proper
ty was to be distributed among GER
tain designated charities. Waite was
named sole administrator. Well, the
old man took as much interest in it as
though it was his own girl, but made
mighty little progress. He did dis
cover that the father had taken the
child to St. Louis and left here there
with woman named Raymond, but
after the woman died the girl COM
pletely disappeared"
Then Miss Maclaire is Hope
Waite's half-sister?"
That's the way It looks now
And Hawley merely happened to
stumble on to the right party?"
Sure; it's clear enough how that
came about. The boy told him about
the lost heiress his father was search.
ing after, and showed him his sisters
picture. Black Bart instantly recog.
nized her resemblance to Christie
Maclaire, and thought he saw good
chance for some easy money. He
needed the papers, however, to ascer-
tain exactly the terms of the will,
and what would be necessary for the
identification. He never intended to
go into court, but hoped to either get
Waite out of the way, or else convince
him that Christie was the girl, relying
on her gratitude for his profits. When
Waite played into his hands by com
ing to Carson City the chance was too
good to be lost. I'm not sure he meant
to kill him, but he did mean to have
those papers at any cost Probably
you know the rest-the girl was easy,
because she was so ignorant of her
parentage, and nothing prevented
Hawley from winning except that
Waite got mad and decided to fight.
That knocked over the whole thing"
They were outside now, and the
first touch of the cool night air. the
first glance up and down the noisy
street, brought Keith to himself, his
mind ready to grapple with the prob
lem of Hopes disappearance. 1t
seemed to him he had already looked
everywhere, yet there was nothing to
do except to continue the search, only
more systematically. The sheriff as
sumed control-clear headed, and &C.
customed to that sort of thing-call-
ing in Hickock and his deputies to
assist, and fairly combing the town
from one end to the other. Not a rat
could have slipped unobserved
through the net he dragged down that
long street, or its intersecting alleys
but it was without result: nowhere
was there found trace of either the
gambler or hja companion.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
WHO REALLY ARE THE POOR?

ate the Pheasant warmth of our two
big stoves. The children were well
started on their work, and the place
was filled with sociable chatter, when
a sudden blast of cold air made us all
turn toward the door with a shiver.
Holding the door open and gazing in
tinidly stood two of the most forlorn
little girls have seen in long time.
II took it all in in a glance, as
want forward smiling in order to as
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
Question Puzzles Teacher In Mission
School After Incident In the
Sewing Glass.

"This was our children's sewing
c1ass afternoon" said teacher of a
mission school in New York city, land
the cold snap drove larger attend
ance to our doors than we have had
before. 1t is very cheerful in our mis-
s'>7 hall. and the little ones appreci
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

THE older shook her head wisely,
No, don't guess So she replied. Z
guess Well have to give them to the
poor
THAT is why l am wondering now
who the poor are"
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
His Habit,

Il know man who can get up an
attachment for anybody, if he's asked
to-"
What sort Of a ma.l is he! A In
natic?"
mo; he's q sheriff."
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
Cutlery.

THAT politician used to have
knife up his sleeve for you."
yes" replied Senator Sorghum.
"But have observed him at luncheon
and his knife is not going to do me
any harm. He's too busy eating with
It."
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

Physical Sympathy Wanted.
Mrs. Flatt-How can you look SO
unconcerned when you know | am
shivering with the cold?
Mr.. Flatt-What can dol
Mrs. Flatt-You might at least shiv.
er, too.-Boston Transcript.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

DR.. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets regulat.
and invigorate stomach, liver and bowels
6ugar-coated, tiny granules, easy to take
as candy.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
British Columbia
Graham Island Farms

Graham Island Is the garden spot of the Northern
Pacific Coast Fine soil; suitable for vegetable and
truck gardenine fruit etc. Finest Carrying country
@nThets climate that Is unsxoelIed Prices low
HSjER YER ~ ar..a'ii. e.. V.ncouVer. Is. g.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

Time is a wound healer, but it's no
good as a wrinkle remover.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

No, Alfonzo, it isn't difficult for 4
woman to keep secret-going.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

TO CURE A COLD IN ONE DAY
pegss money fas q Cure
GROVES signature Is on each box. Hc.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08

Work Is better for most people than
most people are for work.
The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-02-08
80 -----
REAL ESTATE
WESTERN CAnApA FARM LANDS s ss. 81. s's;s Is

the finest mi xcd farming district in Canadian West
Close Prince Albert SAsk.. splendid ma rket ponI:
Free Government homes loads lso vi hin miles OF
City crops excellent. settlement coming n fast por
6eo Board of Trade, Dept. H. Prince Albert, Sssk.
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1912-11-09
IN THESE DAYS OF DIVORCES
Really Nothing Remarkable in the
Simple and Frank Explanation Of
the Small Boy.

We were walking down the street
Sunday and we saw the most beauti-
ful child sitting on the front steps
OF pretty house, says Ted Robinson.
His eyes were so big and blue, his
curly head so golden, his innocent
smile so frank and inviting that we
could not resist the temptation to en-
ter into conversation with him.
We'll, son." we said in the idiotic-
ally genial way with which an adult
usually addresses a child, how old
are your"
Four" lisped the infant (He didn't
really lisp it, because you can't lisp
when you say four; but that's the way
children are supposed to do)
Isn't that fne!" ct would have
been just as fine if he'd been three,
though, or five. More idiocy) And
whose little boy are you?"
Mammals iii boy"
Aren't you papa's little boy, too?"
Nope
why aren't you papa's little boy?"
The decree gimme to mamma"
Then we went on our pleasant way.
Savannah Morning News.
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1912-11-09
Puts Job In Second Place.

A Humboldt rancher returned from
years trip through the east to find
that one-time neighbor of his, a
man noted for his perfect patience,
had been having siege of bad luck.
Upon hearing the news he Immediate
ly sought out the neighbor to condole
with him.
AZ Well. John" he said. after greet
ings had been exchanged II hear
you lost all of your timber through
the forest fires"
The other man nodded.
And they say that the river cut
off your best bottom land that your
hogs all died of cholera; that your
wife and children had been sick, and
that they have now foreclosed the
mortgage on your other place.
John nodded again. Yes, it's all
true" he said, looking about him at
what had once been his prosperous
farm, "all true. Why, sometimes | get
almost discouraged Ladies' Home
Journal.