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The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31

strips for the middle steps should
reach across as shown In the drawing.
this braces the legs and prevents them
spreading when in use,
For use about the barn. Two lad
ders OF this model, may be used as
trestles by placing a piece Of 2x6 inch
stun, six or eight feet long on them
when used as in making farm gates,
ETC., and shorter pieces for ordinary
work. Many uses win be found for
these ladders about any well arranged
farm home.-J. w. G.
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31

Device Works 20 Perfection and aa
Good as Can BE Bouaht-ia
Overhead and Out Of Way.

This pump jack works to perfection
for us and Is as good as the kind you
buy, besides having the advantage OF
being up overhead and out OF the way.
writes 70. r. Goerlng Of Moundridge,
Kan, IN the Farmers Mail and Breeze.
The gear wheels A and B were taken
from an old binder. The shafts on
which they run are pieces OF water
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31
RreedIna Immature 80

A good many sheep owners practice
the plan Of breeding eve lambs,
which Is a poor practice from any
standpoint. These immature ewes
cannot be reasonably expected to pro
duce strong. vigorous lambs and sup
ply animals thar viii make a good
growth and develop into profitable
feeders, and at the same time reach a
desirable degree Of development and
maturity themselves,
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31
HANDY TOOL FOR GARDENERS
implement Can Easily Be Made Of Old
Long-Handled shovel-Used for
PulVerizlng Soil.

A handy garden tool for ~pulverizing
the soil can be made Of an old long
handled shovel, as shown by Popular
Mechanics. Heat the shovel and .aat-
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31
som PuIvsrIler.

ten it out, drill holes about 2K inches
apart and rivet spikes In them. A
board with large nails, having a long
handle attached will also answer the
purpose, but not 20 well as the shovel
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31

a careful Investigate on and Fm-pro-
viding him with TIL s to find ont.
AS ! said. he's pref Ing TOR a lean
that will give him a foothoId in nv
directions. When heI makes 1t, he'll
simply find he's put b foot tE- it,
"Mr. Farsite.' Is IN saw. Won.
nave q faiJ-seeming iaspect and an
agreeable and lnsinuaking maner and
a good tailor, but before / commit
myself to anything definite, / would
like to satisfy myself on the follow
ing points: Are you liberal ia your
ideas and with your money? Are
you enough Of a good sport to put On
purple and fine linen and take me 10
a change OF scene when your feet
ache for slippers? ARP you enough OF
q man to bear a scoldlhg good-natured.
ly If your wife happens to be tlredg
Are you enough OF a gentleman to re.
frain from adverse criticism OF the
cuisine? Are you wise enough to
keep your nose out of the said cuisine
and generous enough to give your
wife the best end Of It whatever ~
may be? WIN you always be devoted
n adoring and consolidate and helm
fuiF That's what I should ask him.
suppose h-erapaYerea that he was
The Clovis news. [volume] (Clovis, N.M.) 1907-1929, 1913-07-31

Makes the Lambs Grow.
Clover and alfalfa hay and corn will
grow lambs 60 beat the band
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

they will form a part of the stock of
newsboys and bootblacks. The idea is
to have them at hand and take them
early.
The fixed price is 25 cents a package.
Don't try to beat it down. No reduction
to ministers. I have been giving them
discounts on my remedies for years, and
have found that their sermons were no
better for it.
By reading the following testimonials
you get a fair idea of what the Knock
'Em Outs will do for ailing mankind, no
matter what the sex, race, or color!
A Turk in the rug business in New
York City had just sold a ST rug to
an Albany woman for S125 when he
was seized with awful pains in his
vitals. He believed II case of con-
science, and was about TO restore sos
when a friend dropped in and handed
him one of my trOches. Within five
minutes thereafter the pains were not
only completely gone, but the Turk
was wishing he had put the price up
SIS more
In the same city a police captain who
had been grating for twenty years
heard that the District Attorney was
going to investigate his bank account.
He started on the run for the bank, but
would have never made the hike in
time had he not swallowed a Knock
EN- Out, which he happened to have
in his vest pocket. 1t aided him to
reach the bank ten minutes ahead of
time and withdraw his graft, and the
District Attorney not only failed to
find a cent of it, but reported to the
grand jury that the captain was one
of the few honest policemen on the
force.
James Ford, of Michigan, had been
engaged to a widow for several months
when he found out that the stock she
held in a silver mine wasn't worth a
cent on the dollar. He walked over
to her house and told her that the
engagement was of. Before doing so,
however, he had the prudence to swal-
low one of my troches. The widow
kicked and threatened. and, as Mr..
Ford was retiring from her presence
she lugged out a revolver and fired
at him. The bullet intended for his
disappointed heart passed over his
shoulder and killed the widows only
COW. Can you pronounce this remedy
anything but marvellous?
A Buffalo Alderman who had laid
up the sum of 200 on a total salary
OF $4,000, was summoned before the
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p I L G r | NJ j O E
What the Public Says of His Latest Remedy

It has been my hope and ambition for
years past to combine my twenty-seyen
different cures for the ailments of man
kind into a single one, and thereby save
the expense of tens of thousands of bot
ties, boxes, corks, and labels and help to
reduce the high cost of living.
have got it!
It's marvellous! It's stupendous! It's
gigantic!
II reads like fairy tale. and yet the
cold facts are therei
Ny consolidation Is a troche called
"Pilgrim Joe's Knock EN- Out" and
doctors and druggists all over the coun-
try are shaking in their shoes. 1t is go
ing TO knock them out as well, as the
ailments of mankind. ..s
No bottles-no paper boxes. Put up in
half-once green paper packets and tied
with red string. You hand over dime
and that closes the deal. You don't get
home to find that you have bought bot
tie of hair dye or a package of flea pow
DER instead of the greatest cure since the
world was a foot square.
No liquid is needed to help swallow
one of my troches, and. therefore, there
is no excuse whatever for a patient step
ping into a saloon or keeping whisky in
the house. Knowing that thousands Of
them would be swallowed by travellers
on the desert and DR.. Cooks on a visit
to the poles, made them with a slippery
coating. Just make the proper motions
and down they go like glass beads. .
The Knock EN- Outs VIII be on sale
in dry goods stores. groceries, carpenter
shops, blacksmith shops, real estate Of
fees, &c..sas well as in drug stores, and
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sekence? Wall, sab, true as yo' live
that burned ole bar, who was big nun
to tackle an OK and eat up six wimin a.
one meal, turned tail with a 'woof' and
hustled into the bresh! Yes. sab. he did.
sab, and was 50 knocked out that
never lifted my gun. and he got clean
away. Arter he was gone the ole woman
walks up to me and all around me still
holdin' the club, and bimeby she sez:
:Mebbe yo' ar achin' fur a fuss with
me, Zeb Winter
"Mebbe / amt sez /, feelin' a weak
ness in the knees. Mebbe I'm feelin'
powerful proud O. 20 and fist dyin' to
make up"
DO yo' want to ask my pardinT
"T do
That's square talk. Zeb White, and
yere's my hand. and we won't make no
mo- FUSS
And so that ended it?' 1 asked.
Yes, that ended it, replied Zeb, but
1t kinder-kinder-"
Kind o. gave her the advantage, you
mean?'-
Zeb looked foolish and scratched his
head. and when Mrs. White called from
the back room to ask II he wasn't goin'
TO cut some wood to get breakfast with
ne slid on the doorstep without q word
and picked up the axe and went to work.
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09
BOWSER NOT DEAD
HE SIMPLY HAS ACLOSE SHAVE OFT

almost as stiff as crowbars, and the doc
tor arrived to warn him that he was
good for three days in bed. He was asked
to exercise patience and keep cheerful
spirit, and he replied:
mot one complaint shall be heard from
me, doctor. and III whistle and sing all
the time
That was the way the first day started
In. The doctor had been gone exactly
four minutes when Mr.. Bowser suddenly
exclaimed:
"By gum: you are taking II cool for a
woman with a dying husband"
But what can I do for you?" asked
Mrs. Bowser.
You can turn my pillow over. rub my
feet, give rpe that camphor, get me the
morning paper, bring me a cigar. A low
ing wife would think Of hundred things
TO do
During that first day Mr.. Bowser was
assisted to turn over in bed IS times: his
pillow was elevated or lowered "a times;
he smelt of the camphor bottle p times.
and he had his feet rubbed IA times. The
window Of his bedroom was lowered or
raised 36 times, and he had four kinds
of broth and Il special dishes. He had
made % predictions as to being dead in
the morning. AL this, and yet at 10
o'clock at night he said to Mrs. Bowser:
IF you have no interest In this case,
just let me know, and I'll hire trained
nurse!"
The second day really began one min
ute after midnight as Mr.. Bowser awoke
at that instant and complained of a
jerky sensation in one of his big toes
At o'clock he had cold streaks, at 5
his knees were numb, and at he felt
a fiuttering OF the heart. During the day
he sat up and lay down, groaned and
whistled. predicted that he would live
for twenty years, and that he would die
before night. A neighbor who had heard
Of his illness called to tender his SYM
pathies. and Mr.. Bowser took advantage
OF the occasion to remark:
This is a serious case, and OF course
I am suffering as IL on the rack, but you
notice how calmly take II. I am not a
man to make complaints. and even with
death staring me in the face, am trying
to preserve a cheerful demeanor."
Mr.. Bowser wanted beer, ginger, ale,
and lemonade. He wanted strawberries
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blood oozed out and made a terrible stain
on the green grass.
And Wiliiam-what did he do? He was
the one turned to stone. The old wom-
ans words plainly reached his ears, and
he must have recognized her face. In
the awful moment in which he sat gaz-
ing at the corpse on the grass II must
have flashed across him that his poor
mother had made that long journey with
neighbors for no other purpose than to
hunt him up-he, the boy who had left
her years ago and had been the subject
Of her nightly prayers ever since Wicked
as he was he must have felt her devo-
ton and sacrifices.
And then7
He sat there In his saddle, his eyes
fastened on his mothers corpse, and
the revolver still in his hand, The sit
uation had petrified him. While he sat
thus one of the immigrants, who, believ-
ing that the camp was to be attacked
by a force, leveled his rife over the
plowing through Williams heart.
'.Ah. well: it's years and years ago,
and the twin graves in the valley have
long since been trampled out OF sight,
and White Dog Diggings can be found
no more; but the day the news of that
awful tragedy came back to us we
dropped spade and'1pick and could work
no more for the day. And after a long
period of silence among the men, who
had instinctively gathered around Judge
Desire to hear his opinion. the judge
arose and said:
"Feller citizens, the wicked don't live
out half his days, and don't you forgit
itn'
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

and jeIlies and ice cream. He insisted
that Mrs. Bowser telephone his condition
to the doctor every hour, and yet he
declared that the family physician didn't
know enough to doctor a diZzy-headed cat.
He sat out with tears in his eyes to tell
Mrs. Bowser what to do as a widow, but
at the end of ten minutes charged her
with desire to see him planted" SO
that she could marry again. OF the If
teen special dishes prepared for him he
slipped at one or two, and when night
came he drew up his knees. with q sigh
and groaned out:
'I should have gone to the hospital in
the first place. l might have known
that 1 couldn't get any attention in
my own house"
Mr. Bowser began this day at o'clock
in the morning. He awoke Mrs. Bowser
to inform her that he had a feeling In
the small Of his back as II a cold flatiron
was resting there. An hour later he
aroused her again to ask her IL an Itch
ing heel was a good sign. He and his
heel got along somehow until 8 o'clock,
and then he demanded that she go down
and club a fish peddler VINO was shout
ing his stock. During that day he
threatened the life OF the cat twelve diff
ferent times; he called the doctor
quack twenty-one times, and he made
-
Bowser cooked beef. mutton, and chick
en- in every way known to woman. but
he found fault with each dish as it was
presented. His feet were too high or his
head too low, and the bed either had Q
hollow or q hump in it. Not for three
minute at a time was he quiet or salts
fed. but at o'clock in the afternoon
Mrs. Bowser had to go down to the
kitchen to show the new cook about her
work. Half an hour later. as she start
ed up the stairs. she smost screamed
out as she glanced into the sitting room.
There stood Mr.. Bowser fully dressed
and bowling and smiling as the cat rubbed
his legs and purred.
''You-you here!" she gasped in aston
ishmenG
81 am here. Mrs. Bowser," he blandly
answered.
But your rheumatism"
rheumatism? Yes. was at deaths
door with rheumatism, but 1 brought
my will power to bear on the physical,
and this is the result. You will have
lain there and died"
But 1 don't understand"
simply because you don't know your
husband. I could have filed the house
with complaints, but I uttered not one
word. 1 could have folded my arms and
died, but willed 1t otherwise. Let this
be a great moral lesson to you, Mrs
Bowser. and behold
And he went Waiting around the room
with his knees as timber as springs and
the cat followed after, while Mrs Bowser
raised her hands in establishment and
said to herself:
WAS there ever another man In all
this world like Mr.. Bowser?"
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

For ten days or more Mrs Bowser had
noticed that Mr.. Bowser dragged one
of his legs a bit when walking. and in
going up and down stairs he swore sew
eral times under his breath. At length
she asked:
Have you had fall or hurt your
hip?"
''Of course not" was the reply.
'T notice that you limp"
little"
"Oh, that's II. / didn't know but It
was rheumatism. You've got wet several
times lately"
"When rheumatism comes I'll take care
of it"
She said no more. but the other even
ing she noticed that he had hard work
getting up the steps, and that he had a
scared look In his eyes He was very
sober during dinner hour and for scme
time after, but after numerous sighs and
grunts he suddenly exclaimed:
by John. Mrs. Bowser, but what in
thunder has got into my legs? don't
believe I can walk three stepsi"
Its rheumatism, probably" she re-
piled, land you ought to attend to 1t
very sharply. Your legs must be well
rubbed with liniment"
"You-you don't mean that I've actual
ly got rheumatism" he whispered as he
grew white around the mouth,
I'm sure of II. 1 think you've had II
hanging around you for some weeks"
'And rheumatism ties a man up In
knots and often goes to his heart and
kills him like a bullet?"
Yes"
Mr.. Bowser grew paler, and his chin
quivered. but as Mrs. Bowser began to
express her hopes that this was only
mild attack and would yield readily to
treatment, he took a sudden resolve and
almost sternly said:
"WeIl, we don't worry. Whatever II
is, I will bear It like a man. I may be
cripple in the house for months or
years, but you won't hear one word Of
complaint from me-
He managed to get upstairs after q
great deal of trouble, and after he had
been rubbed and helped into bed he felt
so much better that he went to sleep.
When he awoke In the morning. however.
It was a different thing. His legs were
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

Zeb, land durn my buttons II wasn't
proud o. her II that bar had ever seen
a woman befo' he diskivered his mistake.
The club was stout and heavy. and the
ole woman struck with all her might.
Bimeby the bar got mad and rushed In
on her and fetched her a swipe which
rolled her over, but she was up again
like caA ! reckoned 1t was about time
TO interfere, fur yo' can't expect woman
to kill big bar with nuthin' but club,
hut as I riz up outer the bushes she seed
me and said:
That yo.' Zeb White? Who sent fur
yo'r
I'm cum along to see the fun,' sez 1.
wall, keep aloolkin'. and yo'll see it,
yo'r fout. and yo' list mind yo'r own
bizness! When feel too tired to wollop
a bar III send for 20"
But didn't the bear take notice Of
your asked.
mot a bit Reckon he heard me. OF
co'se, but he was bound to down the
ole woman first She fout harder arter
she knowed was thar. Mebbe she sorter
depended on me. and mebbe it made
her all the madder Whichever way it
was, she sailed in fur all she was wuth,
and the way she clubbed that bar
astonished me. I'd never stood to fight
him that way a mint Arter awhile he
got in another cuff which sent her spin
MIN and 1 sez to her. sez 1:
Nancy. shan't I put a bullet into the
varmint and end the fuss?'
Not today, thanked sez she, as she
gifts up like cat.
That bar has got his second wind.
sez j.
"'So've i" ser she.
Hes gittin' ready to throw hisself.'
Som l.
And with that she sails in harder'n
ever, and she whoops and yells as she
sails, and what dye reckon was the con-
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

revolvers, backed up AGAINST the Red
Eye saloon and calmly observed that he
was aching for a little excitement I
think his actions at that particular time
had something to do with our giving him
the rope and seeking to get along with
his eccentric traits of character.
"I move" said Elder Beacon one night
when we were talking about Williams
bad ways, "that the committee get the
drop on him and then run him into the
hills
Just so, but who were the committee.
That was another point We could never
satisfactorily determine. and that was
another reason why William continued
to abide with us.
Shoot Well, you never saw such an
eye and such nerve. Just as far as he
could see the bowl Of a pipe in a mans
mouth he could smash 1t with bullet
Almost every hat in camp had an air
hole made by one of his bullets, and
though I was prejudiced against William
I had to admit that he respected mems
heads in shooting at their hats. No
doubt he would have felt real bad had
his bullet carried too low.
One day when sort of parson came
over from Turkey Creek to wrestle with
William and entreat him to turn from
the wrath to come, what happened? Why
William backed OF fifteen PAGES and cut
off the parsons coat with bullets. and
as a grand wind-up he made long
shot after the flying victim and left his
mark on the mans ear in order to know
him again.
But there came a halt in William
Trfpp's career. and it happened in a
queer way A fire in his tent one night
burned up lot of his traps and he had
to make ride of thirty miles on Col.
Cooper's old mare to replace them with
new. The morning he rode out of camp
was the last time we saw of him. but
We heard from a dozen different ones
Just what happened. About twelve miles
from our camp was the Overland Trail.
and just where our own trail struck in
was pretty little valley with plenty OF
water and wood. 1t was fayorite
camping spot with immigrants, and the
day William Trip reached It he found
half dozen wagons and as many fami-
lies halted for breathing spell.
The deviltry in Williams nature bub-
bled over when he struck that valley
and beheld such a scene of peace. Chill
dren were playing around. women were
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

washing and mending. and the brawny
men were repairing wagons and harness
and whistling over their work. William
drew rein and gazed upon the scene for
a few minutes. Then he out with his re-
volver. Seated before one OF the fires
was an old woman with her knitting in
hand and a pipe in her mouth. 1t was
a long shot. but the evil one urged Will
lam to try it, and try he did.
What happened?
Something even worse than murder.
The bullet went straight for the old
woman's head and crashed into her
brain. She rose to her feet, whiried
around to face the shooter, and true as
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09
William Trips Old Mother

some of the men digging for gold. He
swore by every saint ever heard of. He
swore by the heavens and earth-the
angels-whales-shark pirates
preachers, and even pork and beans
I think his greatest anxiety was TO
find something new to swear by, but
he found enough to make any mans
flesh creep.
And he was a cheat and liar.
There wasn't a man in camp who would
believe him under oath. and no man ever
played cards with him and escaped his
knavish devices He was quarrelsome
overbearing, hasty,, and inclined to shed
blood, and though shot at dozen differ
ent times he always escaped without a
scratch.
You wonder that we didn't run him out
or hang him.
Well, somehow. we always intended to,
but always put 1t on to a more conven-,
lent date. The success of bouncing
man depends a good deal on who the
man is On our first gentle hint to Will
lam Tripp that unless he was packed
up and out of camp inside of thirty
minutes his anatomy would pc riddied
with bullets, he produced couple Of
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

When I picked out one man from a
mining camp made up of 800 runaways,
debt-jumpers, cutthroats, gamblers,
horse-thieves, and murderers and call
him wicked, mean for the reader to
infer that he was right up and down
bad. ....-
Which was exactly the case with WILL
lam Trip.
Nobody seemed to know when or how
William settled himself down in our
midst For all 1 know he was the found
er Of White Dog Diggfhgs, and perhaps
it was the rest of us who settled down
in his midst. Be it as it may, he was
there and there he remained, notwith-
standing several broad hints .to~the effect
that he would look handsome at the end
OF rope.
Wicked! Well, he was that
Such swearer as William was. He
would begin as soon as his eyes were
open in the morning and keep up a steady
IRE until 10 o'clock at night. He spent
more time in inventing new oaths than
The Washington herald., 1913-11-09

along back with me-" was the reply.
mot muchI I'll never be taken alone!'
Then that settles It. Less hev another
drink"
They drank again. and the oficiai told
Q very funny story about a tenderfoot's
experience in Golden City. Jim laughed
as loudly as the others but presently
serious. and said:
Say, Joe, you can't take me alive!"
wall. we won't worry abost that.
Jim," was the reply. Lets have an
other nip and then a game Of cards."
The game lasted until the Sheriff had
lost about $40. Then he ordered drinks
and sang a song. When the song was
finished he said to Sanders:
'-Jim. haven't I made things pleasant
fur ye today?"
You hev, Joe. and no mistake"
That's my way of doin' things. Now,
I want you TO treat me like gentleman.
Go back to Golden City with me?'
But I shot Dan Williams over there'
''Of course, you did"
And they want to hang me-"
"of course they do, but that's nuthin'
to me. didn't make the laws. I was
sent out arter you, and / want to take
you back. 1 could hev sneaked IN and
kOl luC uIOp ou ycs bNN hilOWcu INOQlQ
hurt yer pride. Haven't bin tender with
ye. Jim?"
''You hev. Joe. but don't want to be
hung"
'T s'pose not. but see how nice I've
used youi Would any other Sheriff hev
done it?''
mo. reckon not
'aOf course not. And II you are hung,
won't boss the job and make IL as easy
as possible? Just come right along to
obleege me, jim"
Would II be q great favor TO ye?"
at would, and II would show me that
you was a gentleman to boot. I'm a gen.
tleman myself. and I kin appreciate a
gentleman"
wall. Joe," said Jim, after a mo-
ment's reflection. 81 did say I wouldn't
go, and I did think didn't want to be
hung. but to obleege you and to show
those critters that know what good
manners is. I'll go along with ye.''
And ten days later Mr.. Sanders atteEd-
ed necktie social and YVES left behind
when the others started for homel