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The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
Conscience.

Maid (knocking in the morning.
Madame, I've forgotten whether you
wanted to be walked at seven or eight.
What time is it now?"
Eight. "-Lustige Batter.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
4 Aprons.

Some of the new evening models
have apron drapery in the front, and
an odd thing about 1t is that the
apron section falls longer than the
foundation. The apron is of metallic
lace.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
Fathers UItimatum.

q think two can live as cheaply as
one. sir"
You cant edge into my family on
that theory, young man. I'm willing
to keep on supporting my daughter,
but you'll have to pay board"
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
No Need.

He-Do you believe in auto sugges.
ton?
ohe-No real gentleman forces a
lady to make one.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
Time to Match

Did you 60 in your auto ride at
lightning speed?"
Yes, and had a laundering good
time"
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
Pluck.

Lawson-Bjones has been married
for year now, and he still looks
happy
Dawson-Bjones always was a good
loser.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27

Man man gets a reputation for
being good -natured because he Is too
lazy to take his own part.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27

Lots of the mistakes of married life
are home made.
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27
ought to Have Ra.r

i wonder If there was a. hot time
last night" ''N'0
Where"
AT Smiths house.warming."
The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1914-11-27

me accomplished flatterer fret
practices on himself ''
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places, some in Utah, and these were
always trying to run away and work
back toward home, so they required
constant herdlng. Soon We caught the
glimmer Of white canvas. and knew 1t
vas the cover Of the mess wagon, so We
headed that way.
The camp was quite near the river so
as to be handy to water and to have the
willows for wood. Not a soul was at
camp. The fire was out. and even the
ashes had been blown away, The mess
box was locked and Mrs. LOuderer's
loud calls brought only echoes from the
high rock walls across the river. How
ever, there was nothing to do but to
make the best OF It, so we tethered the
horses and went down to the river to re-
!ieve ourselves Of the dust that seemed
determined to unite with the dust that
we were made of. Mrs. LOuderer de-
clared thai she was $50 mat as holdings
and would fire dot Herman so soon as
she could see him alreaty."
Presently we saw the most grotesque
figure approaching camp. 1t was Her
man, the fat cook. on Hunks, a gaunt,
ugly old horse, whose days OF usefulness
under the saddle were past and who had
degenerated into a workhorse. The dis
grace % 1t seemed to be driving him into
decline, but he stumbled along bravely
under his heavy load. A string Of a
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enough TO hunt bean hole when you
reach your own camp. Hey?
Mrs. Louderer was very properly SUBJ
dued and / delighted when he removed
the stones from where the fire mad been,
exposing q pit from which, with a pair
of pot hooks, he lifted pots and ovens
of The most delicious meat, beans and
potatoes. From the mess box he brought
bread and apricot pie. From near by
spring he brought us a bright. new pail
full OF clear. sparkling water, but Mrs.
Louderer insisted upon tea and in a
short time he had II ready for us. The
tarpaulin was spread on the ground for
us to eat from, and soon We were show
ing an astonished cook just how much
food two women and child could get
away with.
When the regular supper time arrived
the punchers began to gather in. and
the boss" who had been TO town about
some business, came in, and brought
back the news of the man hunt. The
punchers sat about the fire, eating hun
grily from their tin Plates and eagerly
listening to the recital. Two Of the
boys were tenderfeet; one from Ten
nessee called Daisy Belle" because he
! whistled that tune so much and because
| he had nose bleed so much-couldn't
even ride a bronco but his nose would
bleed for hours afterward. and the
other. "N'Yawk," 30 called from his ma
tive State. NYawk was a great boaster;
said he wasn't afraid OF no burned out
law-said his father had waded in
bloody gore up to his neck and that he
was chip of the old block.
The air began to grow chill and the
sky was becoming overcast. Prepara-
lions for the night busted everybody.
Fresh ponies were being saddled for the
night relief. the hard ridden. tired ones
that had been used that day being
turned loose to Craze. Some poles were
set up and a tarpaulin arranged for Mrs.
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Louderer and me to sleep under. Mrs.
Louderer and Jerrine lay down on some
blankets. and unrolled some more.
which was glad to notice were clean,
for baby and myself. I can't remem-
Der ever being more tired and sleepy,
but I couldn't go to sleep. 1 could hear
the boss giving orders In quick de-
cisive tones. / could hear the punchers
discussing the raid, finally each OF them
telling exploits Of his favorite heroes OF
outlawry. / could hear Herman busy
among his pots and pans. Then he
mounted the tongue Of the mess wagon
and called out, 1--WE haf for breakfast
c6ckle berries. first vot iss come ISIS
served. und those vot ISIS sleep late gets
nodngs."
had never before heard of cackle
berries and asked sleepy Mrs. Louderer
what they were. wait until morning
and you shall see" was all the informa-
ton that I received
Soon gentle, drizzling rain began
and the punchers hurriedly made their
beds, as they did 80 twitting NYawk
about making his between our tent. and
the fire. You're dead right. pard," /
heard one Of them say, ito make your
bed there. fer II them outlaws comes
this way they'll think you air one OF
the women and they won't shoot you.
Just us, men air in danger"
"Confound your fool tongues, how
they goin' to know there's any women
here? tell you. fellers, my old man
waded in bloody gore up to his neck and
I'm just like him."
They kept up this friendly parleying
until dozed of to sleep, .but l couldn't
stay asleep. I don't think I was afraid,
but / certainly was nervous. The river
was making a sad. moaning sound; the
| rain fell gently, like tears. All nature
seemed to be mourning about some-
thing. happened or going to happen.
Down by the river an owl hooted dis
mally. Half "A mile away the night
herders were riding round and round
the herd. one OF them was singing.
faint. but distinct came his song, Bury
me not on the lone prairie"
Two puncners stirred uneasily and be-
gan talking. BLAST that Tex" | heard
one OF them say. "he certainly has it
bad tonight. What the deuce makes
him sing SO much? ! feel like bawiing
like a kid: ! wish he'd shut up" Hes
homes!ck; | guess We all are too. but
they amt no use staying awake and
! letting 1t soak In. Shake the water of
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LETTERS FROM A WOMAN HOMESTEADEI

cunning eyes as we passed. Some one
had placed a buffalo's skull beside big
bunch of sage and on the sage a splen-
did pair Of elk's antlers. We saw many
such scattered over the sands, grim re-
minders Of n past forever gone.
About 3 o'clock we reached our desti-
nation, but no camp was there. We
were more disappointed than l can tell
you. but Mrs. Louderer, merely went
down to the river, a few yards away,
and cut an armful OF willow sticks
wherewith to coax Club to a little
brisker pace, and then we took the trail
of the departed mess wagon. Shortly.
we topped low range Of hills, and be-
You'd, In a cuplike valley, was the herd
Of sleek beauties feeding contentedly on
the lush green grass. i suppose 1t
sounds odd to hear desert and river in
the same breath, but within few feet
Of the river the desert begins, where
nothing grows but sage and greasewood.
In oasis-like spots will be found plenty
OF grass where the soil is nearer the
surface and where sub-irrigation keeps
the roots watered. In one Of these spots
the herd was being held. When the
grass became short they would be moved
TO another such place.
1t required, altogether, fifteen men tn
take care Of the herd. because many nj
the cattle had been bought in different
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Clyde greasing the little old wagon that
| looks like a twin TO Cora Bellies, and
| Mrs. Louderer, who thinks no baby can
be properly brought up without goose
grease. busy greaslng the baby $50 as
| he shall not some cold take yet" Mrs.
| Louderer had ridden over So her saddle
was laid in the wagon and her pony BIS
| marck was hitched in with Club. the
LATEST horse in all Wyoming. ] knew
| clyde could manage very well while l
| should be gone and there wasn't
worry to interfere with the pleasure Of
my outing.
We logged along right merrily, Mrs.
Louderer devoting her entire attention
| to trying to make Club pull even with
Bismarck. Jerrine and myself enjoying
the ever changing views. l wish could
lay it all before you. Summer was de-
parting with reluctant feet. unafraid of
| winters messengers. the chill winds.
That day was especially beautiful. The
cleaning snow peaks and heavy forest
south and at our back: west, north and
east long, broken lines Of the distant
| mountains with their blue haze. Pilot
| Butte to the north, 100 miles away,
stood out clear and distinct as though
We could drive there in an hour or TWO
| The duh neutral colorc1 Bad Land"
| hills nearer us are interesting only be-
cause we know they are fun of the
| fossil remains OF strange creatures long
| since extinct.
For distance our way lay up
Henry's Fork valley; prosperous little
| ranches dotted the view. ripening grain
rustled pleasantly in the warm morning
sunshine. and closely cut alfalfa fields
made bright spots of emerald against
/ 4. - 1T
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ceased save for few sharp report. from
the revolvers. like coyotes spiteful
swapping. The pounding OF the horses
hoofs grew fainter and soon all was
still.
1t seems that cowboys are rather
sleepy headed In the morning and 1t is a
part OF the cooks job to get them up.
The next i knew Herman had tin pan
on which he was beating a vigorous tat
too. all the time hollering, I'VE haf
cackleberries und antelope steak for
breakfast" The baby was startled by
the noise. so l attended to him and
then dressed myself for breakfast. I
went down to the little spring to wash
my face. The morning was lowering
and gray, but wind had sprung up and
the clouds were parting. There are
times when anticipation Is "a great deal
better than realization. Never having
seen cackleberry, my Imagination pic
tured them as some very luscious wild
fruit. and l was 80 afraid none would
be left that I couldn't wait until the
men should eat and be gone. So sur
prised them by joining the very earliest
about the fire. Herman began serving
breakfast. l held out my tin plate and
received some of the steak, an egg and
two delicious biscuits. We had our
coffee In big enamelled cups without
sugar or cream, but 1t was piping hot
and so good. | had finished my egg and
steak, and 80 told Herman was ready
for my cackleberries.
Listen to her now, will you?" he
asked. And then Indignantly. "How
many cackleberrles does You want? You,
mar had so many as I haf cooked for
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Fascinating Human Document Is the Story of a
Widows Fight for independence in
the Wilds of Wyoming.


in that dozy state, half asleep, when
nothing Is quite clear. 1t seemed as
though had been listening to the tramp
of feet for hours and that whole army
must be filing past, when I was brought
suddenly into keen consciousness by q
loud voice tema nding, Hello. Whose out
fit Is this?" This Is the Up-Lou-
derer's." the boss called back; whats
wanted?" "Is that you, Mat? This is
Wards posse We been after Meeks and
Murdoch all night. It's so burned dark
we can't see, but we got to keep going;
their horses are about ,played. We
changed at Hadley's, but we amt had a
bite TO eat and we got to search your
camp." Sure thing" the boss an
swered. "rolI of and take a look. HI
there. YOU Herm, get out OF there and
fix these fellers something to eat
We were surrounded, I could hear
the clankiny Of spurs and the sound OF
tho wet. tired horses shaking themselves
and rattIinp the saddles on every side.
"who's I'm the wickiup?" I heard the
shortly ask "Some women and kids
Mrs. Jouderer and n friend"
In an incredibly short time Herman
bad N Arc coaxed into n blaze and Mat
watson and the sheriff wen, from he'd
% hea with a lantern They searched
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w HAT woman with little grit
\A/ can do to make herself inde-
w pendent is told in most
fascinating way by Gilmore
Rupert Stewart in THE Letters of a
Woman Homesteader" just published
by Houghton Mliilin Company. These
letters are genuine human documents.
The publishers state that the writer
is young woman who lost her husband
In a railroad accident and went to
Denver to seek support for herself and
her two-year-old daughter Jerrine.
Turning her hand to the nearest work.
she went out by the day as ousecleaner
and laundrcss. Later. seeking to better
herself. she accepted employment as
housekeeper for a well to do Scotch cat
tleman, Mr.. Stewart. who had taken up
a quarter section in Wyoming. The
letters. written through several years
to a former employer in Denver, tell
the story of her new life in the new
country. They are genuine letters and
are printed as written except for oc-
casonal omissions and the alteration Of
some of the names.
one letter is devoted to an experience
she had in n cowboy camp when II was
visited 10y q posse chasing outlaws. In
describing this in letter to her old
employer Mrs. Stewart says:
Mrs. Louderer had come over to see
our boy. Together we had prepared
supper and were waiting for Clyde, who
had gone to the post office. Soon he
came. and after the usual friendly
wrangling between him and Mrs. Lou
derer we had supper. Then they began
their inevitable game OF cribbage, while
] sat near the fire with baby on my lap.
Clyde was telling us of raid on a
ranch about seventy-five miles away. in
which the thieves had driven off thirty
head Of fine horses. There We're only
two of the thieves. and the Sheriff with
a large posse was pursuing them and
forcing every man they came across
into the chase, and a regular man hunt
was on. Ii was interesting only because
one of the thieves was a noted outlaw
then out on parole and known to be
desperate. We were in no way alarmed;
the trouble was all In the next county
and somehow that always seems so far
away. We knew II the men ever came
together there would be a pitched battle
with bloodshed and death, but there
seemed little chance the Sheriff would
ever overtake the men.
remember | was feeling sorry for
heads-the little pink man on my LAP
had softened my heart wonderfully. Jer-
rine was enjoying the pictures in pa
per Illustrating early days on the range
Wild scenes Of roping and branding.
had remarked that didn't believe there
were any more such times, when Mrs
Louderer replied, Dot yust shows how
much IL ISIS you do not know. You shall
come to mine house and when away you
come 1T shall be wiser as when you left.
] had kept at home very closely al
SUMMER. and little. trip seemed the
most desirable thing I could think Of
particularly as the baby would be in no
way endangered But long ago
learned that the quickest way to get
what I want Is not to want It, out
wartiiy-a least. so 1 assumed an -indif-
ference that was not very real. The re-
suit was that next morning every one
was in a hurry to get me started
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dozen sage chickens swung on one side,
and across the saddle in front Of Her
man lay a young antelope. A volley Of
German abuse was hurled at poor Her
man, wound up in as plain American as
Mrs. Louderer could speak: And who
ISIS going to pay de game warden de fine
Of dot antelope what you haf shot? And
how ISIS 1t that we haf come de camp
by und so starved as We ISIS hungry. and
no cook und no food? ISIS dat for why
yod ISIS paidT'
Herman was some Dutch himself,
however. How ISIS it, he demanded.
dat YOU haf not so much sense as you
haf tongue? How haf you lived so long
as always in de West und don't know
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29

polo, jai alai, lacrosse, hare and
hounds, cricket, puss in the corner,
mumbletypeg, soccer and tag! And
then on the other hand she may walk
down to the beach twice all summer!
"Then she gets some petticoats--
sure, they wear them-but she is very
particular this season to get the kind
you can't see through'-thus spelling
enc of the summer amusements. Don't
you remember last summer sometimes
about sunset when a chorus of voices
would rise:
"F'or heavens sake, Eleanor, get
back into the shaded"
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29
The Only Woman Skipper on the AT
lantic Coast.

In the Interesting People depart
ment of the August American Maga-
zine appear picture and a sketch OF
Captain Georgia Orne, the only wom-
an skipper on the Atlantic coast. She
owns ship and bosses crew with
cut swearing at them. Following is
an extract from the article:
Captain Orne has been rather close
to shipwreck since she received her
masters license. But she never get;
g fit of nerves. and she has never
dreamed of retiring to the placid life
which she has given up.
at is extraordinary how she com
bines feminism with seamanship.
"'Ihat woman knows as much about
vessel as any man l ever saw! eX-
claimed the official who put hel
through the examination that won the
skipper's certificate. She is so thor.
oughly a skipper that men sailors arc
rot ashamed to sign up with the Hi
ram, nor afraid, either.
"Thc Hiram plies between Bostor
and ports in Maine, often with car
go of lumber. During. her visits tt
I Boston the schooner lies at the foo
cf a very dirty, very smelly wharf
at the mouth of Mystic river, Otter
snuggled among two or three larger
taller craft In the little cabin there
are some cushioned chairs, two hunks
one above the other, and a small OF
stove which is very useful on chilly
days"
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29
Who Makes Money Farming and How

In the current issue of Farm and
Fire5ide, the national farm paper pub
lished at Springfield, o., Judson C.
Welliver, Washington correspondent
of that publication, writes an inter
esting article in which he shows that
large farms are more profitable than
small farms in proportion to the dol
lars invested. He says that after two
or three years of investigation the
government has published a bulletin
presenting the conclusions of sur
vey CT representative farms in Indi
ana, Illinois and Iowa, wherein is
shown who makes the money farming
and how; also who loses it and why.
Following is an extract giving some
lf the facts contained in the govern
ment'; reports:
"In the first place, it seems to have
discovered that most of it is made by
The landlord, and that chiefly out of
the increase in land values. The farm
er gets poor wages for his work. In
startlingly large proportion of the
cases he gets no wages at all, after
allowance is made for interest on in
vestment and cost of help. The man
on the small farm makes less wages
than the man on the bigger farm, be-
cause it costs more for what the eff
fciency experts might call overhead
operating costs on a small than on
large farm. If you don't own
enough land to make a good-sized
farming unit, rent some and farm It
along with what you own. If you
can't get it, sell what you have and
go where you can buy enough, or rent
enough, to make the proper unit.
"The department figures show thai
as the size of the farm increases the
proportion of it actually raising crops
increases, and the number of horses
and amount of machinery required pei
acre to farm it decreases. Likewise
IJultn tho. farm get st Zig prruueh ~ tc
llldhc II pOSclOlS W leiDOI llItS'
efficiently-that is, to have something
! for all the hands to be doing all the
time that is worth while-the proper
tiopate labor cost is too large on tht
small farm. That may be tough or
the intensive experts, but it's fac
they can't get around. The small
farm must have the various imp!e
ments. but they don't do as much
work per dollar of cost that they rep
resent, as on the bigger farm.
"The survey which brought Gu
these and many more important act!
included 277 farms in Indiana, 19t
in Illinois and 227 in Iowa. In Gael
state rather more than half were op
Grated by the owners, and the rest b.
tenants"
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29
James Montgomery Flagg on Vaca
tiOng

In the August American Magazine
James Montgomery Flagg, the famous
wit and artist, does an amusing piece
in words and pictures entitled GO
ing Away From Here" He says that
no matter where you happen to be,
whether it's in South Berwick, in New
York or in Jail, there comes a time
CT year when you want to go some
where else. He says that your wife
begins weeks ahead to plan for what
she says she will need for the sum-
mer vacation. Following is an ex-
tract from Flagg's piece:
"Your wife blows in some after
noon in March and says she has Or
dered her new bathing suit. She pro-
ceeds to describe it to you with a
watchful expression out of the cor
ner of her cute little brown left eye.
And from what she says you get the
impression that her suit will entitlc
her to standing room in the front
row IF the 1914 Ziegfeld Follies. You
say something to that effect. She
routs and declares that she will coun-
termard it and that if it was going
to be some other woman's suit you
would think it was a beautiful thing:
Of course you have to lick the carpet
and take it all back and say lot Of
wuzzy-wuzzy things. But why do you
spoil it all by adding:
"'But | hope you won't catch cold
"Weeks and weeks ahead she buys
up all the little things she is sure to
need. She buys miles Of baby ribbon
and corset laces. Enough collodion to
Iut an entirely new skin on very
large mamma hippopotamus-and
enough left over to redecorate one of
her children. Enough cold cream to
keep eleven theatrical troupes nicely
for two or three years. She gets mil
lions of stockings, shoes enough foT
the entire graduating class at Welles-
ley and about nienty little simple use
ful hats-you know, the kind that
shade your eyes! She says they are
sport hats. Perhaps she is going to
play tennis, golf, football, baseball,
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29
Government Trying to Develop Draft
Horses

In the current issue of Farm and
Fireside, the national farm paper pub
lished at Springfield, o., the state
ment is made that it is rather odd
that after two centuries of teaming
in the United States we have no typi-
cal American draft horse. One of
the best horses of his inches is an
American breed-the Morgan; and
the American trotter surpasses all
other horses for his special purpose
We still import our drafters from Eu-
rope, however. In the following ex-
tract from the editorial on the sub
ject facts are brought out with re-
lation to experiments now going on
to relieve this situation:
at is scarcely to be expected that
the French, Belgian and British draft
ers will be found exactly adapted to
American conditions, and the state
ment is made that they do run out
that is, that the breed must be con-
stantly maintained by imported
horses. Whatever the truth may be
as to this, the United States govern
ment has thought it worth while tc
enter upon the task of establishing
an American breed. The work is il
progress at Ames, Ia, under the man.
agement of George M. Rommel of thu
United States Bureau of Animal In.
dustry, and Dean c. F. Curtiss of the
Iowa Agricultural College. AT the
same time the government is doing
similar work on carriage horses al
Fort Collins, Colo; on Morgans il
Vermont, their old home, and on sheer
at Laramie, Wyo."
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29

During July, E. r. Hansen & Co.,
jewelers., 130 North Fifth street, will
rcpair any American watch FOR $1.00,
no matter what the trouble, and guar
antee repairs for one year-Adv. 80
Imperial Valley press., 1914-07-29

Insurance that Insures. Mass. Nut
Life Ips. Co., S. L. Wood, Ell Centro.--
Adv.