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The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13
racing speed. He quit it and slowed

racing speed. He quit it and slowed
down.
mo" he said it won't be right to
let her do it, By George! I'll put him
over the swift route to- No, | wont
do that. A fine business, to stand up
and hear Tod German readin' out,
For the KILN of one Chug Silas
Smith Not me! I'll get some evil
dence against him. A man can't cut
hide in this country, and expect for
US to stand it."
1t was close to shutdown when he
reached the locality for which he
had been aiming. Beyond low line of
purple hills fast turning to sooty
brown, in the. shadow the sun dropped
its globe of FURNISHED copper. Soon
the line of western hills cut the suns
diskinto half and the desert began to
gloom into a vast burned-over cinder
bed.
"They must be camped close to
fuckers Tanks" muttered Colby, and
the next rise proved his guess to be
correct. He sighted a fire and the
hulk of wagons cover. Some horses
were hobbed out Just then his own
stumbled, and Colby noticed for the
FIRST time that he was breathing hard
and was very wet.
Been thinkin' too muchP he growl-
ed. "It's me for sleeping out, because
I won't sleep with him. How'll get
back? burned if l won't have to
borrow a horse! That's pleasant. Ride
up to an enemy, say I'm going to pro-
secute him in the courts for cattle
rustling-an' wouldn't you please lend
me horse? Gosh"
He rode slowly up to the fire.
well, hello, Goldy!"
Hello Chug!"
where you ridin' so late?"
I'm lookin' for spotted calf. Seen
him? Maybe you've seen big white
steer with curly horns and my brand
on him too?"
mo. we a'int seen either Of 'em. Get
your saddle off. The boys'll be ridin'
in soon."
"This horse is about done up"
1--WE can fix that, Colby. Nobody's
more welcome than you, if ! do say it.
Now turn your horse out and get
ready for chuck. The boys'll be COM
in along, and"
"If you don't mind, Chug, I'll rope
a horse and start back. I'm lookin'
for a spotted calf, about a year1ing.
Seen him? Also a big white steer
with spotted -"
"You said that before. Colby. No,
peril be ready in jiffy, soon's that
we airSt seen him. Come along. Sup
cook comes in with water"
"No, thanks, Chug; I'm lookin" for
I'll just rope that horse, that pinto
out there, and ride on"
"Shucksl You seem in one blamed
hurry!"
Colby started for The bunch Of
horses, and muttered to himself,
Christmas! but I'm diplomat! Next
The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13

abrupt,-"you see, Lucy, you're nice
girl, and it wouldn't do" The horse
gave a jump forward, and Colby did
not restrain him.
She suddenly ceased to consider the
tops of the pickets. He face was fam
ing as she looked up. what wouldn't
you dor" she cried out indignantly
why"
The dust from the main street al
most hid him and his mount from
sight. She turned and went slowly
back into the house.
As for Colby, he next drew up at
the Windbreak hotel, swung the lines
round its awning post, nodded to a
1ounger in the sun, and clattered
through the Office into the bar.
"How's Peter" he asked, as the man
behind the counter served him; and
then, without further parley, "Seen
Chug Smith,"
"Lookin' fer Chug"
"Not exactly lookin' for him, Pete;
but l asked you. as friend. if you'd
seen him."
NAV! Chug's roundin' up, over
Chaves Pass way"
"That so? Isn't he drillin' a well
down in Poverty Flats7"
"Was. They didn't get tear. Why,
Colby, that sand is dry clear through
to Chiny, and any man ought to know
"You said over Chaves Pass way.
didn't you?
"Yes-an' fer Chug. who's been in
this country ever since he brouht OF
man Smiths cattle through, ridin' the
herd, why"
$50 long Pete"
"Say! Have you heard"
Colby was gone again. He had
business outside of Windbreak.
There was no particular bitterness
in Colby as he urged the horse toward
the Chaves Pass country. He simply
wanted to get there. and spared no
pains. BY hard riding, it could be
done before the sun was down. He
quirted his horse steadily. What
would he say to Chug Smith? He
had no idea. The proper thing would
be to ask questions about drilling
operations over in Poverty Flats and
refer delicately to one-time spotted
calf that roamed in there. He couldn't
say anything to Chug about the mar
rage that was announced, could he?
besides, what had he to do with it? If
she had selected Chug Smith in place
of Patrick Goldsmith, why
But what difference between them!
Patrick Goldsmith" he concluded
vehemently, doesn't steal spotted
calves and wrap their hides around
wen rilling machines with the brand
cut out-not by DANCED sight! If
she wants to marry man that does
such things, why let her, confound-"
He became conscious Of the fact
that he was welding the quirt un-
mercifully and that his horse vainly
tried to pillow through the sand at q
The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13

thing I'd have smashed him in the
face. The liar! l ought to walk
back rather than to take his horse too.
l wonder if l can trust him with my
horse till I send a man over? Oh,
I'm a lawyer, / ami"
He grunted as he threw the rope
it, wrenched his head down until he
over the pinto, hustled his saddle on
was fairly in the seat, and rode off.
The plain was dead-black now, and,
save for a strip of lemon sky in the
farthest west, night had thrust its
canopy all over. The wind had lulled
until at times there was but the
merest rustic in the greasewood.
He had placed several ridges be-
tween him and the cattle outfit, when
the feeling came upon him that he
had acted like fool. Perhaps that
had ont been his spotted calf, any
way. He had no proof Of it. And as
for Miss Lucy, If she cared more for
a beefy-faced cattle butcher, with q
wart on his nose and squirt to his
eyes, than she did for Patrick Gold
smith, why should that lack of taste
on her part compel him to make an
all-night ride? He was tired and
sleepy, and the first sever pain of
disappointment had worn away; so
why not sleep in Chug Smiths camp,
a>place where he had always been well
come? He pulled in his horse, turned
about, and started back. In the dark
he went little wide of the trail, so
that his second approach to the cattle,
-, TLn
horse had slowed down to walk. He
was almost on top of them before he
was heard.
Close to the fire a Navajo herder
worked, skinning beef. The Indian
did not look up, and it was Chug him
self who looked out to see the new ar
rival. Chug's hands were bloody. In
one of them he clutched dripping
knife and in the other a small patch
of hide.
"That you, Snake" he called, as
if to one Of his boys. New way to
skin a beef Chug. Takin' it off in
small pieces?"
my knife slipped" answered Chug
with laugh, tossing away the patch
of hide.
It fell to the shadow; but Coldy's
glance told him where it lay and that
the color of the hide was white. There
sounded the approach Of several other
horsemen. Colby did not dismount,
but sat on his horse considering the
whole affair.
"All right" laughed Chug nervously
wiping his knife. "Unsaddle, Colby,
an get ready to eat. Here comes the
rest of my boys"
Instead of accepting this invitation
Colby uttered short soliquity; but
one distinctly heard by the owner of
the camp. THAT large white steer
your man is skinning, Chug, two
year old. was looking around for
that same large white steer to-day;
The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13

but you hadn't seen him. Never saw
a spotted calf, either, did you? I've
a notion that the honrs of that same
steer are somewhat crooked, and I'll
have a look at that piece of hide your
knife slipped on"
In an instant he had swung the
horse and his feet struck the sand
close to where the patch lay in the
The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13

shadow. The bride reins with =
ing like movement had na sa ilgtn-
the horses head and loon asdeo over
crook of his arm. As he hant ! in the
top of him. mug was On
No you don't!n cried chug.
The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-12-13

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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

By reason no doubt of our imper- feet command of language an esteem ed contemporary has been lead to be- lieve that . desire has been expressed to administer an impulse with the foot to that. certain portion of personified newspaper anatomy which would ordi- narily be expected to receive an ap- plication of energy in that form. The misunderstanding is regretta- ble. The purpose was not to say that The Post should be kicked. but that it had been.
 The ulu1ations with which our con- temporary has consistently rent the atmosphere during 72 hours are mis- placed, or directed at the wrong ob- ject. Or possibly these protests are the result of an abnormaiity of the
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
Gives Up Auto
 For Old Horse
Wealthy Greenwich Man Is Tired of Speed and Jolta
 and Eating Dust

Greenwich, May l4-William J. Smith, a wealthy native, is setting an example to millionaires from New York by giving up the automobile as a means of travel and going back to the horse.
 Twelve years ago Mr. Smith owned several good roadsters, but gave them up for automobiles, of which he owns several. He has made his money by buying small farms and convertine them into large estates for wealthy men. He owns a bungalow and farm eight miles from the village, as we'll as 300 acres of the North Castle Mountains. His reappearance with a horse has caused a stir.
 s'It's this way" he said today, aI sold this roadster twelve years ago. Now I've bought it back. The auto mobile is all. right in it's way; that is, if you are. in hurry to get some where, or go a great distance. I find that often see some one on the road whom want to stop and talk to, but ! get past him before think, and then put 1t orr and never rnrn.s of it again. It has been a case of here you come, there you go.
 tsNow I am going to drive sixteen miles a day and stop when and where I please, give up jolts and jars and bumps, stop destroying roads and par- taking of meals of dust, and go along in comfort. | can drive eight or ten miles an hour, and that's fast enough for every d4Y
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
A REGRETTABLE MISTAKE

nervous system which neurologists have in mind when they say that a person is victim of i. delayed inn pulses. In other words the percep- ton of the impact of MT. Boucher's boot was late in reaching the eoordi- hating centers of our contemporary.
 We did not kick The Post. It was MT. Boucher who did it. It is re- grettable that the confusion in iden- tity should have arisen. Few evil things are without some good. The Post has held one position for three whole days The position happens to be somewhat hostile to ourselves but we won't mind that if by practice our contemporary finally gets such strength of character than it can stick to a purpose for a week. A month would be too much to hope.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

are millions of worlds, all moving.
 and. though it is aside from the ques- ton. many of them as he says. in-
 habited.
 Just as of the weather so of tidal
 waves. He can predict them with certainty by knowing what planet is
 near enough to exert strong haul |upon the water
 F Right. or wrong, your Uncle Hor- ace is no seventh son. of seventh son, but works by scientific methods to the humiliation of the weather bureau,
 which he contemptuously offers to re, place for the sum of s2oo. 900 per an mum. Middle Haddam'g prophet began too late. He says so, and he is right.
 There is no time. left to him to com plete the divers inventions and the ories which he has considered in his declining years.
 |, There IS, for instance, his idea Of an electric lighted ocean lane to be be traversed by steamships and there is his idea Of signal station on Mt. Blizzard from which he would talk to the inhabitants of Mars and the other worlds endowed with sentient creatures. and finally there is his hy- pothesis accounting for the origin cf the worlds. which briefly is, that the comets drag away with them. much
 foul air and world debris. from which new worlds are fashioned. Plainly the ideas of Uncle Horace
 are food for thought. and if they be pseudo scientific rather than scientific,
 what harm shall be done. The ex- ample of a man of S$ dwelling upon
 such high subjects, with mind fresh
 as that of a boy, is of good example to the rest of us. Long. may the prophet of Middle Haddam continue
 to make the Weather Bureau hustle for its laurels.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
MIDDLE HADDAM's AGED PROPHET

Among the great men of connecti- cut let us not forget to include Hor- ace Johnson. the weather prophet oi 3 s Haddam. whose efghty-eixhth Hay anniversary just past finds hifn hale and hearty and the most formidable rival of the United States Weather Bureau.
 The famous sage never hesitates tc predict over the warnings of the Bu- sreau, and not inffeduently has the magic on his side. as when he declared that storm would becloud Taft's in- snsurai. though Chief Moore prophe- sied Sunshfne. and the sstormfest kind sof :itcrm beat upon the ceremony
 Ar art so wondefftil should not be lost and Uncle Horace, in an ingen- uops discussion of the subject, pre-: sents the conditions under which any body can perform his featA <.
 Not by rule of thumb does he work but by a happy mixture, of astron. omy. meteorology and mathematics. One day, it seems, when boy, Un- cle Horace had a stifing feeling. He told the captain of the ship storm was on the way. The captain scoffed but the storm came, and the ship was driven ashore
 Now this stifling feeling. Horace dis covered was due to the displacement : of the lower and heavier air, and it's substitution by upper and rarer afr And there you are.
 But anybody. Uncle Horace asserts can pfedict the great storms of fifty years hence, and know great storms of the distant past. just as eclipses are predicted, merely by knowing where certain planets were at certain times and the pull they exerted on the earth's atmosphere.
 10 knoW! that is the rub, for, as Uncle Horace rightly observes, there
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

An esteemed contemporary has said in a moment of thoughtlessness that THEsEARl6ER is Ia champion of fac tf6ns- in the. Democratic party. which { i3dicates upon the part of our con- temporary that it has not carefully followed THE FARMER'S position, and that it regards the Democratic party ss mere group of men strug- gling for. office.
 This is not a sound view. The Democratic party. as this newspaper has several times had occasion to say. is comprised of some millions of vot- ers who believe in the principles. laid down by Jefferson. and that the ob- feet of government is to promote the sreltsst prosperity. happiness and Swell-being of the greatest number.
 In order that the will of the Dem- ocratic party. which means the Dem ocratic voters, may be duly recorded and made efectite it is necessary to entrust individuals with office. and ssone portion of the collective power. But these individuals are not the par ty. A quarrel among these individ- uals may result, in factions. but these factions arc not the Democratic party.
 THH FARMER represents-or tries to represent and believes it does-the Democratic party, meaning the voters of that party. $
 It strives to. promote measures which the Democratic voters desire. and which VIII benefit not only them, but the entir, estissnship of city. state Ina natson.
 Tho Democratic voters believe in the people and Q does THE FAR 1EBR. Hence THE FARMER favors direct primaries, the initiative and referendum. direct election of. United states Senator's, direct nomination of presidential candidates, stringent cor } rupt practices acts and such other messurss a will facilitate the express ' sson of the public will
 4 The Democratic voters are opposed slo naonopoly based upon privileges. Sc fb THE FARMER. Hence the Demo kkcratfc voters believe in and THE FARMER advocates municipal owner ship q Natsr. sas and electric Aghi Eorls with strict regulation and ulti- mute ownernhIp of trolley lines. tele- phones. telegraphs and railroads, and p& 1Iic rekulation of rates charged by \ {zle t6al trust for coal, and of the rate of all other commodities which
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

The death of Former Sheriff Robert L. clarkson at the ripe age of 79 brings it's thrill of sorrow to thous- ands of men and women in Fairfield county. especially to the elders. with many of whom he was a household word during period in which he was an acrive participant in politics. He was a life long Democrat and never wavered in his allegiance to the prin- ciples of his party. He was elected Sheriff of Fairfield county in 1886, by a substantial plurality and administer ed his office with economy and com mon sense. His election was in some sense reward for his services in the
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
THE FARMER: MAY IA, 1912

world where the rights of man are
 helS sacred. It should be fayed by
 every lover of truth and justice-by
 every Humanitarian, whose heart beats
 in sympathy with the age-old wrongs of an oppressed race.
 The Russians-in atrocities commit ted by conivance with .or instigation of their blood-thirsty rulers-pr0claim themselves savages, unfit for associa- tion with civilized human beings. In the name of the peaceful, home | loving Jews, in the name of decency and humanity, protest against the in- famous Russian 'blood-accusation."
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
FIRE INSURANCE RATES

of the high fire rates, and it is prob able that his effort may not be with. out fruits.
 Bridgeport has been profit maker for the fire insurance, companies, a the most casual inspection of statis- tics of fire losses and insurance pay ments during the last score of years will show. Equally certain is it that the companies are taking abnormal margins on their business in Connec- ticut, and are able to make fiat re- duction on all risks without jeopardiz ing themselves
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

admonish these hulking brutes to "be- have themselves"
 The English petitioners have missed an opportunity for an effective and forceful expression of opinion, con- corning these outrages. They have sacrificed by their unemotional and half-hearted apologies, the '.good they might have gained. by fearing to at- tempt"
 The "blood-accusation'' is fanati- cal, ignorant, bestial confession of the brutishness of the Russian Oligarch. It should be denounced in every pe- riedical, rostrum and pulpit in tke
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

Inspectors and agents representing the National. Board of Fire Under writers have been visitors in Bridge port during the last day or two, They are looking over the field for pur- pose not stated, but there is some rea- son to suppose that a reduction of rates for fire insurance is contemplat- ed upon recommendations which they may make to their superiors. Alder man John E. Lyddy introduced to the Common Council, several weeks ago a resolution addressed to the reduction
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14
THE IGNORANT .BLooD-AocUsATIoN,.

Many of the greatest scientists. pub
 E1sts, and .phiIanthropists of Eng
 8hd are uniting in protest to the Rnssian government against the re- ,suscitation of the horrible ''blood-ac- :usations." fin which the, persecuted Jews are charged with fostering re lieious ritual which requires the sac- <lf}qef Of fI2e life of a Christian. z 4( 5ns k5ie for the periodical out breaks against the Jews. and result ed h the terrible slaughter at Kiev and Khttchinev a few years since.
 This iniauify is now being adroitly revived at Kiev, and there is imminent ddneef of another bloody massacre If innocent Jewish men. women and chIl-
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

ner witmer of the Psychological Clinic of the University 6f Pennsyl- vania twill show us the way for all children" and it is their teachers who Twill without doubt inspire the. most brilliant educational advances of the near future This happened in the case of pr. Montessori whose method of instruction due to fortuitious cir cumstances is characterized by the Educational Review as."a wonderful revelation of great genius.'' <.
 The foundation of her system is the liberty of the pupil and a scheme for sense training. The teacher by in- dividual direction helps each child to educate himself. through playing with carefully devised "didactic material, 9 physical exercise, eating and serving his regular meals, learning to dress and take care of himself. The re- suits have been that when her cl1il- dren go to the public schools they shoot far ahead of their fellows. Even more important is the serenity and happiness of the children in their school
 While it is true that the practice of her methods depends in large part upon the use of certain didactic ap- paratus, which she has invented, yet the real basis for her work comes from liberating the individuality of the pupil and from training teachers to follow the unfolding mind of the child rather than to drag him through an educational routine. For the phy- sical growth of the child, Madame Montessori has designed a series of gymnastics" by which means she has developed in very young children re- markable bodily control and boise. Much of the physical apparatus used by her is similar in purpose and use to that employed by Dr.. Fernald ct Waverly, Mass. He has long main tained that it could be uaad to good effect in the education Of normal chil- dren. Madame Montessori's experi- ence' also, confirms some of the dis coveries made at the Training School for Feeble-Minded Children at Vine land, New Jersey Although some of the reforms for which she has strug- gled in Switzerland and Italy have
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-14

dren.
 The English protest = roaring as gently as any dove-petitions in a most conciliatory tone to the. effect that Animated by the sincerest friendship for Russia we can have no idea of meddiing with the domestic concerns of that country. Much less do we wish to prejudice in the slight est degree the course of the criminal trial with which this accusation has become identified" and lot more apologetical twaddle.
 5 Instead of stamping the red brand of infamy upon the brows. of these bushy- bearded assassins; instead of holding up to the contempt. excoria- ton and obldauy of the world these dends in human form, they gently