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The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
notice TO CREDITORS
In tn: nStter Of the Estate Of Thomas
Eggert1, Deceased.

Eggert,, Deceased.
Creditors will present claims with
vouchers To the undersigned at his
office at Logan, Utah. on or before
the 18th day OF July, A. d. 1912.
Date OF First publication Marcn
23rd, A. d. 1912.
WILLIAM BRANGHAM
Executor.
LAW C HARRIS
Attorneys. All
NOTICE TO CREDITORS
In the Matter Of the Estate Of Yosn
n. Lewis, Deceased.
Creditors will present claims with
vouchers to the undersigned at his
office on North Main street, Logan.
Utah, on or before the 18th day OF
July, A. b. 1912.
Date OF first publication 10 day OF
March, A. ID. 1912
A. A. LAW.
Administrators.
LAW 4 HARRIS,
Attorneys ale.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26

sire troops were on parade and the
drums and bugles played
while Che bayonets were gllntng In
the sun;
Vl7e skirmlsh lines leaped out and the
soldiers Crept about
untu ule enemy was on the run.
9rsle bullets Missed and whined for marks
ahat they might find
a cheer Of victory came from each
throat
f9IS.n APP there stepped clerk who
stopped the bloody work
NJ saying he would now collect that
1ote.
gse ships were in the bay with their
SuHs In grim array.
They opened fire against the forts on
shore;
yhe Batteries cut loose and they raised
ihe very deuce,
Slne earth was shaking with the awful
roar
aase hundred-pounders howlcd and the
splitting maxims growled
Bait In an instant all the hght was
through,
1yor through the smoke and flame a " re-
less message came;
~Cnll OF the mon. your note Is over
due"
srhe siege sewed up the town the walls
were battered down:
The sentineis were watching day and
night.
with sortie and attack and charging
forth and back
The soldiers had put up a sturdy fight.
up ran flag OF truce-it wasn't any use
RN half an hour before there was a
Rroan;
Srne general. YOU sec. had met an \. D. T.
Who handed him: THE banks call in
the loan"
%. Alex called the Great! o. Caesar.
thank your fate
You died before we battled In tho
banks.
q. doughty Bonaparte, postmaster OF
wars art
BE glad you do not now command the
ranks.
AARd Lion Hearted Dick, who loved a
battle thick,
and Hannibal, who DER the Alps could
dash
Gail up the ssrried hosts OF all your
sc1ders' ghosts
And teal them that today we ,ght with
oalh-
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
NOTICE Or SALE OF REAL
ESTATE AND PERSONAL
PROPERTY.
Photo by American Press Association

In the District Court Of the first Judi.
ciai District, In and For the County
OF Cache, state Of Utah.
in the matter of the estate OF Samuel
Matkin, deceased.
Notice is hereby given thar in pur'
suance OF an order OF the District
Court OF the First Judicial Dlstrit'
OF the State of Utah. in and for the
County OF Cache. made and entered
on the 9th day Of March, A. ID. 1912.
IN the matter of the estate of samuei
Maxim, deceased. tie unders .gnei
administrators of said eseate. will sell
at private sale upon the following
terms: Cash, upon confirmation by
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
Just
Among
Friends

We'll, we'll, look who's herel" cried
Miss Connolly. gayly. as she teetered
across the lunchroom toward the Ia
Bile about which sat her particular cir
Gle Of friends. Move over, kiddo,"
she adjured little Miss Hoffman.
Make room for your aunty."
Miss Hoffman obeyed, giggling.
Say, Hoffy." said Miss Connolly,
warningly. as she set down her tray,
which contained hygienicaly paraly.
zing collection OF ioodstuffs, you bet.
ter be careful with them ingrowing
wheeZes OF yours. One of ems H.
able to strike L.. Well Name" she
continued after she had begun de-
termined attack on a large piece OF
roast pork, "how's the pink crepe de
chine and the blue mesBalinc comm
on?"
They're all right" replied Miss Pc
terson. II was to tie dressmakers
last evening. The crepe de chine Ats
elegant, but the messaline kinda buck.
les around the waist"
Say, amt that too bad?" cried Miss
Connolly. Don't, for goodness sake,
tell me there's anything wrong with
the pink net tunic with the jewel EN-
broidery. With my weak heart don't
believe could stand the shock
Miss Peterson looked at her SUSPECT
ously. 81 don't knows you need to
bother about it,
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
NOTICE TO. CREDITORS

Estate of Esther l.. Checketts, de-
ceased.
Creditors will present claims with
vouchers to the undersigned at his
residence at Wellsville, Utah, on or
before the 18th day of July, A. u.
1912.
Date of first publication March
18th AID. 1919.
JAMES ALLEN LEISHMAN,
Administrator.
JAMES C. WALTERS,
al3 Attorney.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
Reformed Him.

what did you do with that drunken
Veassenger who rode two stations be-
yPund his destination" asks the motor.
nan OF the conductor.
You mean that fellow who went to
steep and wanted to fight me, saying
Il had carried him ny his corner inten-
ttionally?'
Il guess that was the man. He was
ypnsrty fun"
-1t must have been the fellow. hw-
Itul drunk, wasn't he?"
Yes What did you do to him."
-Ssmore him on"
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
NOTICE TO CREDITORS

Estate of Annis A. Chantrill, de-
ceased.
Creditors will present claims with
vouchers to the undersigned at his
residence in Benson, Cache County,
Utah, on or before the 18th day OF
July AID. 1912.
Date of first publication, March
18th, A. d. 1912.
JAMES CHANTRILL, Jr.,
Administrator.
]. c. WALTERS,
Attorney.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
undecelNlnq Him.

Il think" said the tradesman to the
ssentleman who put In his time dis.
outing any and all questions, 81 think
yon onght to pay that little bill"
lynn think ought to pay that lit.
she hill. do your" mimioked the debtor.
Il ccertainly think So"
Wall you Just keep on trying that
Christian science treatment on me.
'sKn have you know, sir, that the men
teal theory Of"
Hut the tradesman had hurriedly
lsaid good day. knowing we'll that to
listen was to lose four or Ave hours
uIAluable time.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26

b, Hyde Park Farm Survey, and
situated in Section Three (3) Town
ship Twelve Q2) North of Range
One ID East of the Salt Lake Merid-
ian.
Also, Lot Eight 90 Block Twelve
u2) Plat "A" Hyde Park Townsite
Survey, containing One and 11-16G
Q-ll-160) acres and situated in the
Section Three go, Township Twelv, y
(l2) North of Range One (1) East
OF the Salt Lake Meridian.
And written bids will be received
by the Administrator, Thomas Mat.
kin. at his residence In Hyde Park,
Cache County, Utah.
Dated this 18th day OF March, 1912.
THOMAS MATKIN,
ms Administrator
Tor live Dawa read the RpDiIhltcAn
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26

You want live news. We supply It.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
Can't Please Them.

%-,adsy ask" inquired the magnate
vwho was defendant In proceedings In
(which ne was sued tor merging lot
of corporations, may | ask what
.tbrings you to court?"
Yes, sir" answered the man sit
ting next him. I'm defendant In
Bankruptcy proceedings"
Hun" commented the magnate,
tits funny world, Here they are
suing you because you didn't make
r.aloney and suing me because did"
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26

FOR live news read the Republican
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
LEGAL NOTICES

1soHATt AND GUARDIANSHIP
NOTICE.
CONSULT Cousty Clerk or the Respec
tive Siguers for further information
3, To. lrstri,t Court, Probate Division
10 aud for Cache County. State OF
Ut"a
in the District Court OF the First Ju.
dicial District OF the state OF Utah,
In and for the County OF Cache.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26

ale.
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
The Overdone Part.

Tho Overcome Fart
Mot had for a beginner" says the
sshiaf architect TO his apprentice. look.
ing cover the plans drawn by the lat
eter. 'But don't you think you have
aDverdone 1T"
'1Overdone 1t? HowT
Won have allowed for complete
uooof on each story"
The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1912-03-26
LAND SALE EXCURSION

To Twin Falls, Idaho. Thursday,
March 2S, For rates and particulars
ask Oregon Short Line Agent.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08
and-let go--are you ready?"
Damn you-yesi"


Then look out-one! two! three
The plainsman struck his horse
with the qutrt In his left hand and
sprang swiftly aside so as to clear the
flank of the animal, his shooting arm
flung out There was fash OF flame
cross Hawleys saddle, sharp re-
port, and Keith reeled backward,
dropping to l1s knees, one hand clutch
Ing at the sand. Again Hawley fired,
but the horse, startled by the double
report, leaped aside, and the ball went
wild. Keith wheeled about, steadying
himself with his outstretched hand,
and let drive. pressing the trigger, un-
til. through the haze over his eyes, ne
saw Hawley go stumbling down, shoot
ing wildly as he fell. The man never
moved. and Keith endeavored to get
up. his gun still held ready, the smoke
circling about them. He had been
shot treacherously, as cowardly cur
might shoot, and he could not clear
his mind of the thought that this last
act hid treachery also. But he could
not raise himself, could not stand; red
and black shadows danced before his
eyes; he believed he saw the arm OF
the other move. Like snake he
crept forward, holding himself up with
one hand, his head dizzily reeling, but
his gun held steadily on that black,
shapeless object lying on the sand.
Then the revolver hand began to
culver, to shake, to make odd circles;
he couldn't see; 1t was all black, all
nothingness. Suddenly he went down
face first into the sand.
They both lay motionless, the thirs-
ty sand drinking in their life blood,
Hawley huddled upon his left side, his
hat still shading the glazing eyes,
Keith lying fat, his face in the crook
of an arm whose hand still gripped
revolver. There was grim smile on
his lips, as IL, as he pitched forward.
he knew that. after he had been shot
to death. he had gotten his man, The
riderless horses gaZed at the two fig
ures. and drifted away, slowly, fear
fully. still held in mute subsection to
their dead masters by dangling rcins
The sun blazed down from directly
overhead. the heat wave rising and
falling. the dead. desolate desert
stretching to the sky. An hour, two
passed. The horses were now a hur-
d~ed Yards awav. nose to nos. ~!
else was changeless. Then into the
far northern sky there rose black
spsck. growing larger and larger; 9TH
ers came from the east and west, beat
ing the air with widely outspread
wings, great beaks stretched forward.
Out from their nests OF foulness tho
desert scavsngers were coming for
their spoil.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08

pose-aye, and before he spoke an
other word Of love to Hope. He
wheeled about fully decided on his
course. his duty, and met Fairbain
face to face.
Jack" the latter said earnestly
II read the note over your shoulder
and Of course know what you mean
to do. A Southern gentleman could
not choose otherwise. But I've come
here TO beg you to let me have the
chance"
"You." surprised and curious
What greater claim on that fellows
life have you than II"
The pudgy hands of the doctor
grasped the plainsman's shoulders
Its for Christie" he explained
brokenly. She was the one he tried
10 run away with. You-you know
how feel"
Sure, I know" shaking the other
of. yet not roughly. But 1t happen
ed to be Miss Waite he took, and so
this is my job. Fairbain. Besides. I've
got another score TO settle With him
Ne wasted little time upon prepare
tions-a few brief words of instruo
ton to Bristoe; a request to the doc
tor not to leave Hope alone; the ex-
tracing of a promise from the two
Bar x" men to return to Larned
with the prisoners. Then he roped
the best horse in the corral, saddled
and bridled him, and went into the
cabin. She had light burning, and
met him at the door.
Il thought you would never como.
but they told me you were unhurt."
Not scratch, little girl; we have
been lucky bunch. But l have had
a great deal to look after. Now
shall be obliged to ride ahead as far
as the water-hole. and let you come
on with the others little later, after
you get breakfast. You can spare me
a few hours, can't you?"
His tone was full of good humor,
and his lips smiling. yet somehow she
felt her heart sink, an inexplicable
fear finding expression In her eyes,
"But-but why do you need to go!
Couldn't some Of the others?"
There Is reason which l will ex-
plain later" no said. more gravely.
Surely you can trust me, Hope. and
feel that am only doing what 1t
seems absolutely necessary for me to
do" He bent down and kissed her.
1t will be only for few hours. and
no cause for worry Go0d-hvo now
until We meet tonight 1t the water
hole"
The east was gray with coming day
light as he rode splashing across the
stream and up the opposite bank She
watched him. rubbing the binding
mist from her eyes. until horse and
man became mere dark speck. final
ly fading away completely into the
dull plain Of the desert
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08

to reply just about rs straight as you
know how. I am In no mood tonight
for any foolishness. Where Is Black
Bart Hawley?"
How In hell should know"
You do know, just the Same. Per-
haps not to an inch, or a mile, but
you know near enough where he is,
and where he has been since you left
Sheridan
If do. I'm damned IL I'll tell you"
No? Well now, Hatchett, listen to
mo-" and Keith's voice had in 1t the
click of steel trap. You'll either
answer, and answer straight. or we'll
hang you to that cottonwood in about
five minutes. II you want a chance
for your miserable life you answer
me. We have our way of treating your
kind out in this country. Sit up, you
brute! Now where did Hawley go aft
er he left your
ITO Fort Larned"
After those fresh horsesf.
Yes"
He didn't bring them to you:
know that Where has he been since?"
"Topeky and Leavenworth,"
How do you know"
HE writ me a note the boss herder
brought"
Hand It over"
Keith took the dirty slip Of paper
the man reluctantly extracted from
his belt. and Fairbain lit matches
while he ran his eyes hastily over the
lines. As he ended he crushed the
paper between his fingers. and walked
away to the end Of the corral He
wanted to be alone. to think. to decide
definitely upon what he ought to do.
Hawley, according to the schedule
just read. must have left Larned alone
early the day before; this night he
would be camped at the water-hole;
with daybreak he expected to resume
his lonely journey across the desert
to the Salt Fork. For years Keith had
lived primitive life, and in some
ways his thought had grown primi-
tive. His code of honor was that OF
the border, tinged by that of the South
before the war. The antagonism exist
ing between him and this gambler was
personal. private, deadly-not an af-
fair for any others-outsiders-t med
die with. He could wait here. and
permit Hawley to be made captive:
could watch him ride unsuspectingly
into the power of these armed men.
and then turn him over to the law to be
dealt with. The very thought nause-
ated him. That would be towards
act, leaving a stain never to be eradi-
Gated. No. he must meet this as
became man. and now. now before
Hope SO much as dreamed of his pur-
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08
CHAPTER xxxv,l.
At the Water-Ao,e.

Up from the far, dim southwest
they rode slowly, silently, wearied
still by the exertions of the past night,
and burned by the fierce rays OF the
desert sun. No wind Of sufficient force
had blown since Keith passed that
way. and they could easily follow the
hoof prints of his horse across the
sand waste. Bristoe was ahead, hat
brim drawn low. scanning the horizon
line increasingly. Somewhere out in
the midst OF that mystery was hidden
tragedy. and he dreaded the knowl-
edge OF its truth. Behind him Fair
balm and Hope rode together, their lips
long since grown silent. the man ever
glancing uneasily aside at her, the
girl dropping slightly in the saddle,
with pale face and heavy eyes. Five
prisoners. dashed together, the bind
ing rope fastened to the pommels OF
the two Bar X" mems saddles, were
punched together. and behind all came
Neb, his black face glistening in the
heat
Suddenly Brtstoe drew rein, and
rose to the full length In the stirrups,
shading his eyes from the suns glare,
as he stared ahead. Two motionless
black spects were visible-yet were
they motionless? or was it the heat
waves which seemed to yield them
movement? He drove in his spurs.
driving his startled horse to the
summit of low sand ridge. and again
halted, gazing intently forward. He
was not mistaken-they We're horses.
Knowing Instantly what 1t meant
those riderless animals drifting dere-
lict in the heart OF the desert-his
throat dry with fear, the scout
wheeled, and spurred back to his
party. quickly resolving on a course
OF action. Hawley and Keith had
met; both had fallen. either dead or
wounded. A moments delay now
might cost life; he would need Fair
balm, but he must keep the girl back.
II possible. But could he? She
Strengthened up in the saddle as he
came squirting toward them; her eyes
wide open, one hand clutching at her
throat
Doctor" he called az soon as he
was near enough. his horse circling.
thar is somethin' shown out yon-
der I'd like ter take look at, an
reckon you better go long. The mig
ger kin com up ahead yere with Miss
Waite"
She struck her horse. and he
plunged forward. bringing her face
to face with Bristoe.
What is It? Tell me, what is TT"
"Nothin' but a loose boss, Miss"
"A horse! here on the desert?"
looking about, her eyes dark with hor-
ror. But how could that be? Could
could 1T be Captain Keith's?"
Bristoe cast an appealing glance at
Fairbain, hopping his face vigorously,
not knowing what to say, and the 9TH
err attempted to turn the tide.
Not likely-not likely at all-no
reason why 1t should be--probably
just a stray horse-you stay back
. here. Miss Hope-Ben and | will find
out, and let you know"
No. I'm going she cried, sitting a
sob in her throat. 1T would kill me
to wait here"
She was of before either
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08
CHAPTER xxxvl.
The Duel In the Desert.


Keith rode straight forward into the
sandy desolation, squirting his horse
into swift trot After one glance
backward as they clambered up the
steep bank. q glance which revealed
Hopes slender form in the cabin door,
He had q mans stern work to do out
yonder. and his purpose could not be
swerved, his frmness Of hand and
keenness Of eye affected, by any
thought Of her. His lips compressed.
his fingers gripping the rein, he drove
all regretful memory from his mind.
until every nerve within him throbbed
in unison with his present purpose.
He was right; he knew he was right.
1t was not hate, not even revenge,
which had set him forth, leaving love
behind, but honor-the honor of the
South, and OF the frontier, of his an
cestry and his training-honor that
drove him now to meet Hawley face
to face, man to man. to settle the feud
between them for all time. And he
rode smiling. gladly, as to tryst.
now that he was at last alone, free
in the desert.
The hours passed, the sun rising
higher in the blazing blue OF the sky;
the horse, wearied by the constant
pull of the sand. had long since slowed
down to a walk; the last dim blur of
the cottonwoods along the Fork had
Disappeared and the rider swayed in
the saddle the dead lifelessness OF
sky and desert dulling his brain. Yet
he had not forgotten his errand-rous-
Ing constantly from lethargy to sweep
his shaded eyes about the rounded
horizon, keenly marking the slightest
shadow across the sands, taking ad-
vantage Of every drift to give him
wider viewpoint. rising in his stirrups
to scan the leagues of desolation
ahead. Twice he drew his revolver
from out Its sheath, tested 1t, and
slipped in fresh cartridge, return
ing the weapon more lightly to Its
place, the flap Of the holster turned
back and held open by his leg. The
sun beat upon him like ball of fire.
the hot sand fiinging the blaze back
into his face. He pushed back the
upper part of his shirt and drank a
swallow of tepid water from can.
teen strapped behind the saddle. His
eyes ached with the glare, until he
saw fantastic red and yellow shapes
dancing dizzily before him The
WEAKNESS of the long night pressed
upon his eye-balls; he felt the strain
of the past hours. the lack of food,
the need of rest. His head nodded,
and he brought himself to life again
with a jerk and muttered word, star
ing out into the dim. formless dis
lance. Lord, if there was only some
thing moving; something he could
concentrate his attention upon; some.
thing to rest the straining eyes!
But there was nothing, absolutely
nothing-just that seemingly endless
stretch of sand, circled by the blazing
sky, the wind sweeping its surface
soundless and hot, as though from the
pits OF he'll; no stir, no motion, no
movement of anything animate or In
animate to break the awful monotony
| Death. 1t was death everywhere! his
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1912-08-08
Sheridan,

Sheridan.
What is your name'" he asked
sharply.
The man looked up scowling.
Ratchet" he answered grumy.
We'll. Hatchett, am going to ask
you question or two. and advise you
Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1909-1915, 1912-01-26
LAW TO MUzzLE BOOSTERS
In Los Angeles They Mustn't Crow
III. Before Z in the Morning, It.
s .ssi Ordinance Passes. 4 ;S55

"A Los Angeles ROSTERS must get to,
gether on their Growing. The city at
torney has been asked to draft an.
ordinance which will make it unlaw.
full for ROSTERS to crow earlier than Z:
O'clock in the morning, Pacific time
There must be more unity of effort
among the chanticlers-less of indi-
vidual endeayor at any old hour Of
the night that the rooster feels like
growing 5;sl: 5%; d:
s Mrs. Genevieve Dalrymple Of 1853
( East Seventh street, in taking her
complaint to the city council, merely
acted as messenger for many thou-
sands who are una Bile to sleep because
OF growing roosters, who start aboue
midnight and keep 1t up until morn.
ing. "a Nj
Leave 1t to the city attorney. He
will find some way: to fix it, said
Chairman Andrews Of the Legislation
committee. With this meager {nstruc-
ton, John W. Shenk, the city attor-
ney, started somewhat on this order.
& The mayor and city council of the
city Of Los Angeles do ordain that It
shall be unlawful for ROSTERS. to crow
between the hours Of z p. m. and z
g. m. All ROSTERS found guilty Of
violation Of this ordinance shall be
sentenced to be the principal ingrs.
dent Of q potpie.'' M 8s5s5
RI However, the difficulty Of enforcing
an ordinance worded as outlined was
apparent to the city attorney, and he
will prepare draft Of one along some
other line It has been suggested
that the ROSTERS be muzzled, or that
some sort Of an operation on their
throats be performed so that their en-
ultant efforts may end in dismal CUR
giles. However, what will sbe done ID
still uncertain: Los Angeles Tribune