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The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04
Benefit Game
 Monday Night

A benifit basket ball game and show for the basket ball team was given at the Rink last Monday evening. The proceeds to go to- warns paying the expenses of the team. A good five reel show was the first thing on the program after which the first and second teams played the first half of a basket ball game and then the floor was cleared for the star show of the evening, a game between the Leans and the Fats. The lineup was
 Fats Leans
 o. Wickstfom F R. Brown Wm. Lewis J. H. McGehee Louis Olsen c M. L. Burke F. Purinton c Paul Stanhope P. Worthington D C. Schumacher
 The game was for blood as ,the Leans won the game before and the Fats claim they should have it so the game Monday night was to be played according to rules and the best team was to be declared the champions, butt when the game came to an end the score stood 6 to 5 in favor of the Fats so another game will be played in the near fu- ture when the Fats are going to get some trimming. The game was good and we'll worth the price of admission.
The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04
Machine Shop
 Changes About

Messrs. Katzenmeyer and Gin grass of the Wrangell Machine Shop have remodled the interior of their place of business during the past week making a decided im- provement in the looks and work ing facilities of the shop. The new setting gives them about fifty per cent more floor space besides making it a much lighter place.
 The Wrangell Machine Shop have made great strides during the past year and a bright future is held for the firm. The shop has a store place built in one corner and in the near future will have a com. plete line of boat builders bolts and other samiiall' a;cc:,e.ssofisss, fof the local ttade.'
The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04

Cyril E. Rowe, son of Bishop Rowe, was severly injured when a gasoline lamp exploded at the fam ilv home in Seattle on January 3Ist.
The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04

Bishop Rowe presided at the Services at St. Philips Church last Sunday evening. A good audience listened to his very interesting talk.
The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04
Home Talent At
 Photoshow Friday

The biggest and best one If the home talent. plays that Woodwork and Purcell are producing at the Photoshow will be presented Fri day night, entitled King For A Day there are six people in the cast, two parts. and full of cry funny situations, Billy says it Is one continuous laugh throughout with many surprises.
The Wrangell sentinel., 1915-02-04

rA. sl.sv.y; lasRs launch Superb. Sup.
 with . death rscoed of thilteeii.
 hos gone to her last restrng, pf;es Ei2 idSB5gssAf sfE,6x isxsi,
Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1915-03-08
p v.
r.ay Ride to the Flying u.

In Montana. with the mountains on
one side and the valley on the other
the valley in which lay my brothers
raach. the Flying 1.-THE train was
speeding toward the railroad town at
which | was 10 dotrain. A whistle
blew-and oh. how excited | became,
| was now. in a moment. TO meet the
hero OF my dreams. the tall. bronzed-
faced man OF my fancy. the scion and
heir OF the Bennett millions. the dar-
ling OF the heart OF my first patient.
Mrs. Bennett.
The train stopped. | alightei with
my suitcase. / looked about for Chip.
But no tall. bronzed-faced man APP
peared. There appeared only two per-
sons These two persons seemed to be
the sole inhabitants of Montana.
One OF these two persons was
dressed like a Montana station agent
with a gun. The other wal a boy
dressed like a Montana boy-with a
gun. To these two gunner I ad-
dressed this remark:
Il am Doctor Della Whitmore."
"Hully Gee," cried the boy. It's
the she-doctor."
Smokes" cried the station agent.
"It's you. Say. we-all In our midst
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CHAPTER VI.
NV Life 10 Saved BY Chip.

Now il came 10 pass that when we
were approaching the Flying U head
quarters house, something happened
OF any girl fresh from the city. except
yours truly, DIR. Della Whitmore.
We we're riding alonEa ridge. Down
below. at u clump OF trees. ! beheld a
mad lot of riders arriving al a certain
cottonwood with a man whom they
were going TO hang. Chip looked. too.
And. did | fancy | saw a smile curving
his lips-or was II just simply the nat.
ural smile that seemed always TO Turk
about his mobile mouth?
Anyway. Il was the suspicion that he
smiled. that made me take philosophic-
ally all that my blue eyes now beheld.
Instead of crying out in horror and
dismay and making a scene-as
learned afterward | was expected 10 do
Il merely kept a closed mouth.
saw those wild men on the cayuses
at the cottonwood put a rope around
the neck OF the man on the horse and
prepare TO hang him. II certainly was
a critical moment for the man with the
rope around his throat. But upon
closer inspection. | saw the trick. This
whole scene had been planned especial
ly for my benefit. that was quite OBJ
vious. Fol | now perceived-so good
were my eyes-that he man 90 be
hanged was not a man at all. but only
a dummy. an efigy.
What spoiled their farce for my
benefit more than anything else. how
ever, was that now the horse carrying
the effigy bolted. Yes, that horse was
running away. The runaway sped up
the incline and was coming along the
road directly toward us. There was
no room for this flying cayuse to pass
US with the houndering efiigy strapped
on his back and finging itself wildly
from side 10 side OF the road. The run
away horse would run right onto US
right into our blackboard and would
undoubtedly scare our own horses 50
that we would have a double runaway
on our own hands and perhaps be
killed before eve my brother could
welcome me after our four years
separation.
What did Chip do3 Chip was right
there with presence OF mind. He
wheeled our horses and plunged pell
nell down the steepest embankment
In the whole world. And he started
rolling down that awful steep embank-
ment not q moment too soon, either.
For Just u we got safely on the mar
row road above. the runaway horse
with the efigy shot past. An accident
had been averted only by a hairs
breadth.
On down that fearsome precipice vs
careened In the blackboard. the horses
scarcely abb to hold the vehiele-our
wheels rolling over boulders and shoot.
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ing W way up In the air first on the
right. hen on the left, precipitating me
bodily again and again into the stall
wart arms OF one Chip. anc ninging
nim bodily again and again athwart
my lap. SO that at times IL seemed AZ
IL the natural law Of gravitation itself
was being helped. by this wild fierce
ride down the precipice. TO literally
throw" US together.
At last we reached the bottom. how
ever. Ny hair was all down. My
jacket was all mussed up. And Chip
looked actually pale.
Even In that delightful moment
when everybody should give hanks to
their Creator for the sparing Of life and
limb. | could not forbear 10 tease the
gritty Chip. So I never for a second
let him see that I understood that he
had saved my very life and that hence-
forth. as they say In novels. I owed my
life to this hero. No. what ! said to
him. was this:
You were Just trying to brighten
me. weren't you-riding down that ter
rible place like that"
He took a long while to reply. but at
last he said:
Yes. ] was just simply initiating
you into the ways OF the Woolly West.
We often have TO take rides like that
just TO give the horses exercise. And
thought now As good a time As any
TO give these horses q little extra
work TO keep them In condition. Seer
Il see." / replied. And now. shall
we 60 back to the road-or shall We
join your friends down there who
seemed so sad at the escape OF the
victim they we're going TO hang7 Some
horse thief. l suppose"
"Oh mol" he replied. Merely a man
who had turned q handspring In
church. thats all. We hang a man for
less than that out here suppose the
New York humorous weeklies have
told you all about Us In that respect.
eh,"
But for some reason best known 10
themselves. the hanging party" now
scurried on, seemingly none toe nx-
ious to meet the blackboard and the
"old maid doctor"
To CONTINUE.
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(By Henri Duprez.)
To CONTINUE.

Sitting on the bench outside my house
| threw a last glance across my pro-
perry before twilight passed into night
my yard in front of me. on the right
my hedge. and opposite me. in the cen
ter. my gate. which il always open
II led into the road which runs along
the road and through the gateway
saw a maze Of branches and foliage gilt
by the hands Of autumn and by the last
rays of the setting SUI
How gloriously peaceful the day il
ending. | thought. The beautiful light
brought ont all the shading in my gar
den caressing every flower. every leaf.
Brutally the shrill tons of "A hunter 5
horn cut through the air her grace
carriage was driving through the wood.
And look 4 mighty silhouette alive
and trembling. was filling the gateway
The giant lcapt forward, but stopped
heSitatingly in the middle of my yard.
Ii was a doe. Ii stood undecided for
a moment. motionless ms II caught sight
of me. saw its fur Soiled with dirt and
foam. its tongue hanging out of It's
mouth. its big melancholy eyes filled
with fear and | saw that It's heat was
beating against its sides like a hammer
II made another leap into the far
thest corner of the yard. where it re-
manned m%otionless facing me. The bark
ing of dogs was heard all around the
house. The pack dumped together out
side the gateway. barking %furiously
against the wall.
Behind the dogs came a crowd Of
children. more and more, all greatly
excited. Very soon the whole popula-
tion 81 the village was there pointing
triumphantly nj the doe as were il a
wild Indian chief, who had been cor
nercd and caught at last.
Then the onlookcrs scattered in panic.
Amazons and horsemcn rushed M. d
whlrlwind Of red coats and dust. Clat-
ter Of metal. clanking Of spurs and
cracking Of whips.
Everything stopped in confusion.
the hunters lined up behind the pack
to blow the signal Of death-Hallali.
Alone. defenseless and alone, stood
the poor creature that had been caught
IN a trap. resignedly waiting for the
peace of life or the peace of death. |
saw the excitement among the crowd
which was thirsting for its blood and |
saw the animal ! felt its flanks vibrate.
It's throat tremble-this threat was the
goal of the noble sport
"A relocated gentleman had lump
ed from his horse. tremendously he
drew his hunting knife from its scab.
bard. The blade was inlaid with gold
and silver. The dogs went on barking.
but nobody stirred. everybody was
eager to see as much as possible.
The mar approached the gateway,
made signs 10 me and shouted You
permit. sir!"
But help up my hands and cried
NO. do not permit"
lie stopped confused.
What do YOU mean! | don't quite
understand
lie turned towards his company.
lie refuses to let me in.'
His words were greeted with cries
if Indignation.
THE cad!'' cried an old lady. ..Of.
fer HIM money" she added.
1--WE will pay you for IT," the man
said 10 me
~r S
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fiat chested. low heeled. SOUL visaeed
lady of uncertain years and a profess
sional pair OF spectacles covering hsr
sunken eyes on a face sicklied o'er
with the pale cast Of thought. or that
! was certain.
But | must confess that Chip was q
good actor. After his first involuntary
start of establishment. he never again.
frcm that moment onward. showed the
least surprise at my youth or my
French heels or my radiant face or my
non-spectacled blue eyes that looked so
directly into his. hoping TO discomfort
him.
Yes. from the very first. 7 tried to
tease this man Chip. ! wanted TO get
square with him for thinking of Jacks
sister-his boss sister-as an old
maid. Secondly. and more important,
| wanted to punish him dreadfully for
the many hours ] had wasted on him,
dreaming OF him as my hero and keep
ing secret from Mrs. Bennett the fact
that her son was employed by my
brother. So that's why. now | re-
ferred SO pointedly to his sarsaparilla-
1T would be a good thing. Doctor
Whitmore." he replied. with studied
politeness. IF women doctors the cou
try over would recommend sarsaparilla
for their patients instead of brandy or
whisky. Sarsaparilla is insurance
against IL politeness. And that's more
than | car say for the stronger stun"
is that a rebuke or professional ad-
vice." | asked. trying my best not TO
smile.
Give me those bags" replied Chip.
ignoring me, and addressing the sta
ton agent with the gun and the boy
with the gun. And with his mighty
arms. Chip flung my trusk up on the
blackboard as il IL were indeed itself
4 mere chip.
horses and we started for the ranch. |
sitting close beside him. with my
French heels well In view and the
feathers on my hat tickling him every
time that blackboard gave a lurch on
the uncertain highway that led TO the
Flying u.
Did Chip talk? Vet sos you'd no
tice II. lie had evidently contracted
the habit oi silence from the all-sur-
rounding hills. Laconic was no name
for il. Every time I addressed a re-
mark to him he would reply "Yes." or
he would reply MOI"
Finally, when we were about halr
way. however. ! espied an animal such
as had never seen before. but which
looked TO me like a dog. This animal
sped swiftly across the road In front OF
US.
Look at the dog" ! cried. Whose
dog is that?"
"Humph." he grunted. just like his
august and millioned father. That's
a coyote"
"Coyote?"
yes. Dog ~family-tut no good Zee
that gun back there, | took a shot at
n coyote or my way out-but missed
him"
"Oh. so you're not a crack shot"
said. sweetly. II supposed all real
cowboys were s~harpshooter- and could
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unanimous thought you was-weIl. ex.
cuse me. did you say your name wAs
DIR. Della Whitmore?" :
"Yes!" ! snapped with asperity.
Where's Foreman Chip"
Kid said the station agent. beat
It over to the Red Dog saloon and tell
Chip the dame has came"
The boy beat H."
Chips over to the Red Dog drink
ing ~sassparilla. miss" the agent Vol
unteered. He seemed to put particular
stress on that soft drink word. sarsa-
parilla.
Humph." I grunted. | had never
heard anyone use the word "iIrmph."
outside Of novels. until ! heard Mr..
Bennett. Sr.. the banker. use II re-
peatedly whenever his wife or | spoke
OF his son as e. successful in his ranch
career. "Humph!" the elder Lennett
would always grunt at such time. as II
in utter disgust. yet with a sly. furtive
note Of satisfaction and secret paternal
love In his tone.
So now | gruntei "Humph." In that
same way OF disgust. yet I'm srre with
that same secret note OF satisfaction
satisfaction al learning that Chip
drank only sa~rsaparilla-
And now. the boy returned. And be-
hind him came-ycs. ! was sure IL was
the Chip OF my dreams. too. Ny dreams
had been prophetic. He was tail-and
he was bronzed .faced-and he had a
fine Roman nose and cameo-cut fea-
tures-and the long ta2ering hand OF
an artist. even though he was dressed
in the latest fashion Of Montana chap
areros and wide brimmed sombrero
aud "A red bandanna knotted pictur-
esquely about his opcn-shirted throat.
MIR. Chip" | said. 10 place him at
his ease. Il hope you are none the
verse for your sa%rsaparilla."
You never saw such a look OF sur
prise and CONSERVATION on any mans
lace rs | saw on Chips face when he
first beheld the "old mad maid doc
cor" He was looking for n putty-faced.
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shoot an eye out of . coyote with the
rife at the hip"
Just then he stopped the hors"s-
Look" he cried. somewhat excited.
There's that coyote now! See him
In there-look,-in the sage brush
standing still and gaping at US. I'm
going TO try my luck again"
"Dca t." said. your lucky dav
isn't Just now. Give me that rifle
He viewed me in a dazed way as "
to ask what |. a city girl. could pos
sibly know about a rife In c%onjuncticr
with a coyote.
You never saw such a look OF won
dermeIt and distress on the face Of .
human being as was on Chips face
now as | took the rife. sighted IL. fired
and hit that coyote.
"Doggone me! III you haven't potted
HIM" he exclaimed. and for the first
time Mr.. Claude Bennett condescended
TO loo me straight In my blue eyes In
admiration and esteem.
had gone up about forty notches Ia
his estimation and knew IL. lie let
me see that very plainly. | had shot
and killed a coyote ut a hundred PAGES
and that's more han Mr.. Claude
Bennett had done that day. Hence his
abject admiration now as he sprang
from the wagon and went and got that
dead coyote and put IL In the buck
board.
Il must show that TO the boys" he
said. t~houghtfully.
"Why?" | asked. why show IL to
the boys In particular. Why not show
II to my ~brother?"
Just because" he replied. just like
a woman.
Because what?" | insisted.
I'm glad you shot that coyote" he
said. evasively.
Why glade ! persisted.
Well. confound IT. II you must
know, Doctor Whitmore. I'm glad you
shot that coyote because II will make
you hep with the boys"
And again he looked me square In
the eye and | could see now that he
was not 50 sure Of himself as he had
been before that coyote met his IN
timely end. His armor Of opposition
TO having a woman on the ranch was
growing momentarily SO thin that |
could now. ! vas sure. push my finger
through IL and rip 1t all of.
You're some skirt. believe met"
he said. I'm doggone proud. Doctor
Whitmore, 10 have the honor OF driv-
ing you and your baggage to the Fly
ing U and to express the hope that you
will remain In our midst indefinitely"
"A few days only" | replied. seeing
his face fall at once. only a few
DAYS. have already noted the ad-
verse winds that blow on this mesa.
And as I'm the shorn lamb. ! think OF
going speedily away from this region
to where the winds are tempered to
such as /. thank you. however. for
your desire that | continue with you
indefinitely"
HIS face was nov two yards long
and he forgot TO whip the on horse
which WAS tagging lazily. The battle
was on between DIR. Della Whitmore
and Chip OF the Flying u.
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VIENNA THEATERs WELL ATTENDED
Despite the War They Are Enjoying Quite
Liberal Patronage.

Correspondence Of the Associated Prc~..O
Vienna, March MISUNDERSTANDING the
war Nienne>c thraicrS have been doing NV
excellent business. especially the Imperial
Hofbury Theatcr and the Imperial Opera
House. Both ~ these were closed fnr
some weeks after the usual date for ~
opening, pending arrangements with TIE
leading actors and singer for 4 reduction
Of salaries. Finally II wa agreed that III
salaries Of les than Sl.44O 4 year should
remain untouched, hut the higher onc~
should be- reduced 80 per cent. This Wa
done IN view of the fact that the number
Of performances would BE- limited ~ four
a week and the prices nf admission re-
duced one-half. The consequence wa-
that the public flocked t. Opera and Hnf-
burg and both houses were sold out M
every performance.
Ii was understood that thi~ arrange
ment was only temporary. Now the prices
of seats have been advanced 20 per cent.
and the higher paid actors and singers will
receive 10 per cent 81 the salaries paid AZ
schedule boxes IN the Imperial opera house
cost from ~ "a SlO-cach holds four per
sons-parquet seats from 80 cents ~
S2.25: seats III three galleries from ~ w
81 cents. Standing room IA the floor hr-
hind the parquct, - cents and IL the third
and fourth galleries respectively. II and
~ t.nt~.
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The expression If my face silenccd
him.
Then they all began 10 talk at once.
indignant. furious. while | stood calmly
at my gate and looked nj them with
loathing and contempt. They were all
inflamed by the same murderous
instinct ready 10 throw themselves
upon me any moment. goaded ON by the
unexpected disappointment.
They had narrowed the circle around
this defenseleSS beast and now that
they had caught mp with il they wanted
To cut its throat. One of them tried to
explain this 10 me IN GREATNESS diSrpn-
nected sentences and inStinctivcly his
eyes sought the prey.
An old man strcnched his hand to-
wards IL, a hand whose fingers were
bent like the claws of \ bird Ut prey.
and his eyes were filled with the lust
of greed.
The women were even uglirr than
the men. They managed "a hold back
the words that were burning their lips,
but they were even more excited than
the men and their bodies trrmblrd with
passion and expectation.
One of them. a very young girl. with
her hair still hanging down her back.
forced her way through and looked ~
me with her pretty eyes.
Il beg you sir. / she said.
Compared 10 these excited human he-
ings the bowling Of the dogs appeared
almost innocent. What these slaves felt
towards the doe was simply hatred
instilled by men.
The peasants had now begun "a with
draw ! had the impression that they
had learned 10 see that hunting il diff
lfrrent from their former ideas of il. A
woman carrying n baby hurried away
~ ii seized with the fear vi Infection.
The butcher of the village. wearing his
blood-stainrd apron stood with arms
akInbo watching the hunters with An
expression Of unspcakablr contempt.
The Indignation and the threats ~
creased IN vivolence. ! understood that
] should be- overpowcrcd. that ! should
not much longer ~ able to protect the
hunted animal.
My eyes sought the doe. which was
not even wounded, and ! was glad that
had been able "a prolong its life even
these few brief moments.
] clenched my fists and shouted:
clenchcd my fists and shouted:
II shall not permit il Go away from
here
But the crowd pressed forward. ready
to do anything.
We must have it, a voice cried.
1T must b. killed-it must b. killed.
shouted others.
\ small hand waved rnergeticalIy.
II have IL We can do il from here
with the carhiner III
That is trrnl Wonderful idral Let
me, Let met
A broad-shouldrred young man raised
the carbine and aimed. | took hold of
the barrel and tore the carhine from his
hand.
lyon scoundrrl. II he roarrd.
The pressure became irresistible.
Thrown 10 the gruund ON my
feet. | made a last attempt.
Go away, this II my property"
But they refused "a listen and Surgrd
forward a. commit this murder. ~ she'd
the blood they were thiriSing for. Then
! must have thrown myself IN front of
the doomed creature. | dimly rrmrm-
Der that ] raised the carbinp and fired
into this pack Of men and womcn-and
] felt that | had the right IL no ~.
Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1915-03-08

Anyway. one-half IL the world know.
that the other half J. looking for The bc~l
of il.
Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1915-03-08

A few short weeks and the house clean
ing microbe will get busy again.
The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1915-02-06
RoSEDALE, KANSAS.

A splendid program was rendered
Sunday afternoon by the Mission Cir
Gle at the Pleasant Valley Baptist
Church. The pastor, Rev. S. A. An
derson invites everyone to attend all
of the services Sunday, February 7,
Go to Church Sunday, Rev. C. c.
Galloway, the pastor of Pilgrim Bap-
tist Church will deliver a sermon at
800 p. m. Everyone come and hear
him. Rev. VIM, Miller, the pastor
of the Bethel A. NJ. f. Church invites
the public to all the services at his
church. :. Rev. John Harvey, the pas
tor of St. Paul A. M. E. Zion Church
invites everyone to attend all the SER
vices at his church Sunday :. Miss
Colene Tucker has almost recovered
from her illness. Miss Florine Jen-
kins is con fined to her bed after be-
ing injured from a fall. ,Mr J.
Weaver is much better. 9. Mr.. w. M
Nolen is one the sick list. 9, The
Parent-Teachers' association met Fri
day night the Twelfth. Mrs NJ Green
is confined to her bed with lagrippe