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Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
Four Americans Aboard.

TUuI 11IIIeIICaIIS f1DUoIu.
Bv United Pressl
WASHINGTON, April 5.-The
American consul at Cork cables con-
firming the report that four Ameri
cans were aboard the submarined
British steamer BerWind
By United Pressl
GIBRALTAR, April Slight Of
of the Vigo's crew were drowned
through the refusal of the submarine
commander to allow boats to be low
cred after the steamed was torpedocd,
the survivors reported on their arrival
at Algeciras today.
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
FOUR MORE VESSELS SUMMARIZED
IN PAST TWEN1Y-FOUR HOURS
Dutch, Spanish, Norwegian and Brit
ish Steamers Torpedoed--HoIland
Has Ordered an Investigation
Four Americans Aboard British
Steamer BerWind

an examination of the crew will be
| made at Rotterdam.
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
by United Pressl

WASHINGTON, April 5-To meet
d serious shortage in transportation
facilities Secretary Baker today or
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
WORLD EVENTS

fired. Chandler fell dead inside the
barn and the body was inc;nerated.
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
!Bv United Pressf

COLUMBUS, N. NJ, April Sin
a series of desperate, headlong forced
marches the American cavalry is
Gearing the Villistas out of the dis
trict from Namiquipa to Guerrero.
Maor Sample today said he believes
that Pershing has personally been in
volved N the skirmishing, and thinks
probably running fights have occurred
almost daily. General Pershing was
at Guerrero yesterday.
Headquarters Pessinistic.
(By United Pressl
SAN ANTONIO, April 5.-General
Funston admitted today that Villa
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05

Lieutenant Governor Maurice Sulli-
van was an arrival on last evening 5
train from the south.
Carson City daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1907-1930, 1916-04-05
Turn Out En- Masse..

The Virginia Chronicle states that
it is doubtful if there is a man, woman
or child on the Comstock who did, not
see the battleship Nevada's silver SER
vice when it was exhibited in that city
Monday and Tuesday A holiday was
given the school children of Silver
City and large representations OF c1ti-
zens from that place, Gold Hill, Day
ton and surrounding country viewed
the service yesterday.
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Duane could not hear what 1t was he said. The fellow laughed. yet some how he struck Duane as sullen. until suddenly he espied Miss Longstreth. Then his face changed, and he re- moved his sombrero. Duane went closer.
 Floyd. did you come with the teamsT' asked Longstreth, sharply.
 Not me. I rode horse, good and hard" was the reply.
 Hump! I'll have a word to say to you later" Then Longstreth turned to his daughter. Ray, here's the cousin I've told you about. You used to play with him ten years ago Floyd Lawson. Floyd, my daughter and my niece, Ruth Herbert"
 Duane always scrutinized everyone he met. and now with dangerous game to play, with a consciousness of Longstreth's unusual and significant personality. he bent keen and searching glance upon this Floyd Lawson.
 He ~as under thirty. yet gray at his temples-dark, smooth-shaven. with lines left by wildness, dissipation. shadows under dark eyes, a mouth strong and bitter. and a square chin a rectless, careless, handsome. sinlst- CT face strangely losing the hardness when he smiled. The grace of gentleman clung round him. seemed like an echo in his mellow voice. Duane doubted not that he, like many a young man, had drifted out to the frontier. where rough and wild life had wrought sternly but had not quite effaced the mark of good family.
 Colonel Longstreth apparently did not share the pleasure of his daughter and his niece in the advent of this cousin. Something hinged on thIs meeting. Duane grew intensely curi- ous, but. as the stage appeared ready for the journey. he had no further op- portunlty to gratify it.
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membered his womenfolk. seemed to be gentle and kind. He talked sooth- ingly to Miss Ruth. made light of the | adventure, said she must learn to have nerve out here where things happened.
 Can be of any service?" asked Duane, solicitously.
 Thanks; l guess there's nothing you can do. Talk to these frightened girls while l go see what's to be done with that thick-skulled robber," he replied. and. telling the girls that there was no more danger. he went out.
 Miss Longstreth sat with one hand holding her torn waist in place: the other she extended to Duane. He took 1t awkwardly, and he felt a strange thrill.
 You saved my life" she said. in grave. sweet seriousness.
 "No. no" Duane exclaimed. He might have struck you. hurt you. but no more."
 -Did you Xiii nimt asked Bliss Ruth. who lay listening.
 "Oh. no. He's not badly hurt"
 I'm very glad he's alive" said Miss Longstreth. shuddering.
 Tell me all about it?" asked Miss Ruth. who was fast recovering.
 Rather embarrassed. Duane briefly told the incident from his point of view.
 Cousin" said Miss Longstreth. thoughtfully, ''it was fortunate for us that this gentleman happened to be here. Papa scouts-laughs at dang CT. He seems to think there was no danger. Yet he rayed after It came"
 "Go with us all the way to Fair dale-please?" asked Miss Ruth. sweetly offering her hand. 'I am Ruth Herbert. And this is my cousin Ray Longstreth."
 I'm travelling that way" replied Duane, in great confusion. He did not know how to meet the situation.
 Colonel Longstreth returned then, and after bidding Duane good night. which seemed rather curt by contrast tO the graciousness of the girls, he led them away.
 Before going to bed Duane went outside 10 take a look at the injured robber and perhaps to ask him a few questions. To Duane's surprise, he was gone, and so was his horse. The innkeeper was dumfounded. He said that he left the fellow on the floor in the barroom.
 Had he come tor inquired Duane.
 Sure. He asked for whisky"
 Did he say anything elseT"
 Not to me. I heard him talkin' to the father of them girls"
 You mean Colonel Longstrethr
 "I reckon. He sure was some Tiled, wasn't he? Jest as If I was to blame fer that twO-bit of hold-upi,
 What did you make of the old gents rageT asked Duane, watching the innkeeper. He scratched his head dubiously. He was sincere, and Duane believed In his honesty.
 Wal. I'm doggoned If l know what to make of 1t. But I reckon he's either crazy or got more nerve than most Texans" More nerve. maybe" Duane re- piled. show me a bed now, inn keeper"
 Once in bed In the dark. Duane himself to think over the events of the evening. Why mad that desperate robber lowered his gun
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1 Duane. When she looked at him, drawn by his rather persistent gaze, there was pride, fire. and passion in her eyes. Duane felt himself blush ing in confusion.
 1 After supper the guests assembled | in q big sittingroOm where an open | fireplace with blazing mesquite sticks ! gave out warm and cheery glow. | Duane took a seat by a table in the corner, and, finding a paper. began to read. Presently when he glanced up he saw two dark-faced men, strangers who had not appeared be fore. They were peering in from a doorway. When they saw Duane had observed them they stepped back out of sight.
 It flashed over Duane that the strangers acted suspiciously. In Texas in the seventies IL was always bad policy to let strangers go unhceded. Then he went out into 8 patio, and | across it to a little dingy. din-lighted barroOm. Here he found the inn keeper dispensing drinks to the two strangers.
 ''Hev somethin'? one of them ask ed, ieering. Both looked Duane up and down.
 "No thanks. I don't drink Duane replied, and returned their scrutiny with interest. "How's tricks in the Big Bend?"
 Both men stared. It had only taken a close glance for Duane to recognize a type of ruffian most frequently met along the river. These strangers had that stamp, and their surprise proved he was right. Here the innkeeper showed signs of uneasiness, and seconded the surprise of his custom CTS. No more was said at the instant. and the two rather hurriedly went out
 Say. boss. do you know these fel- lowsT Duane asked the innkeeper.
 Nope. They nooned heah. comin' from Bradford they said, an tralled in after the stage"
 When Duane returned to the sitting room Colonel Longstreth was absent. also several of the other passengers. Miss Ruth sat in the chair he had vacated. and across the table from her sat Miss Longstreth. Duane went directly to them.
 Excuse me-" said Duane, address ing them. 'T want to tell you there are a couple of rough-Iooking men here. I've just seen them They mean evil Tell your father to be careful. Lock your doors-bar your windows tonight"
 "Oh!" cried Ruth. very low. Ray, do you hearT
 'Thank you; we'll be careful" said Miss Longstreth. gracefully. The rich color had faded in her cheek. 'I saw those men watching you from that door. They had such bright black eyes. Is there really danger-hereT
 "I think so." was Duane's reply.
 Soft swift steps behind him pre- ceded a harsh voice: Hands upT
 No man was quicker than Duane to recognize the intent in those words! His hands shot up. Miss Ruth utter ed a little frightened cry and sank into her chair. Mi8 LonSstreth
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~Be didn't say. replied the other.
 "Sure was a strappin' big man. Struck me a little odd. he did. No cattleman, him. How'd you size him?"
 "Weli, like one of them cool, easy, quiet Texans who's been lookin for a man for years-to kill him when he found him.
 "Right you are. Laramie; and. be- tween you an me, l hope he's lookin for Long"
 "'S-sh!' interrupted Laramie. You must be half drunk, to go talkin' that way"
 Thereafter they conversed in too low a tone for Duane to hear. and presently Laramie's visitor left. Duane went inside, and. making himself agreeable, began to ask casual questions about Fairdale. Laramie was not communi- cative.
 Duane went to his room in a thoughtful frame of mind. There was something wrong about the mayor of Fairdale. The innkeeper Laramie would be worth cultivating. And last in Duane's thoughts that night was Miss Longstreth. He could not help thinking of her-how strangely the meeting with her had affected him. It made him remember that long-past time when girls had been a part of his life. He had no right even to dream of beautiful woman like Ray Longstreth.
 Several days passed. Duane did not succeed In getting any closer to Laramie. but he found the idlers on the corners and in front of the stores unsuspicious and wiling to talk. It did not take him long to find out that Fairdale stood parallel with Hunts vile for gambling. drinking. and fight. ing. The street was always lined with dusty, saddled horses, the town full of strangers. Money appeared more abundant than in any place Duane had ever visited; and 1t was spent with the abandon that spoke forcibly of easy and crooked requirement Duane decided that Sanderson, Brad ford. and Ord were but notorious out posts of thls Fairdale, which was a secret center of rustlers and outlaws And what struck Duane strangest of all was the fact that Longstreth was mayor here and held court daily. h.
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The Lone Star Ranger A Fine Tale ct the Open Country By ZANE GREY

Duane passed inside himself to learn that supper would soon be ready. At table he found him. self opposite the three who had at tracted his attention.
 "huth. l envy the lucky cowboys" Longstreth was saying.
 Ruth was curly-headed girl with gray or hazel eyes. I'm crazy to ride bronchos." she said.
 Duane gathered that she was on a visit to western Texas. The other girls deep voice. sweet like a bell, made Duane regard her closer. She did not resemble the Colonel, who was evidently her father. She looked tired. quiet. even melancholy. A finely chiseled oval face. that had something nervous and delicate about Ii which made Duane think of a thoroughbred, a mouth by no means small. but perfectly curved, and hair like jet proclaimed her beauty to
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CHAPTER XVI.

Next morning Duane mounted his horse and headed for Fairdale. He rode leisurely as he wanted to learn all he could about the country. There were few ranches. The farther he travelled the better grazing he en- cDuntered, and, strange to note. the fewer herds of cattle. It was just sunset when he made out cluster of adobe houses that marked Sander son. halfway between Bradford and Fairdale When he drew up before the inn the landlord and his family and a number of loungers greeted him iaconicaliy
 Feat the stage in, heyr remarked one
 There she comes now." said an- other. "Joei shore is drivin' to- night"
 Far down the road Duane saw cloud of dust and horses and a lum- t.ering coach Presently ii rolled up, . large mud-bespattered and dusty vehicle, filtered with baggage on top and tied on behind. A number of messengers alighted. three of whom excited Duane's interest. One was tall. dark. striking-looking man. and the other two were ladies, wearing long gray ulsters and veils. Duane heard the proprietor of the inn ad- dress the man as Colonel Longstreth. and as the party entered the inn I,uane's quick ears caught few words which acquainted him with the fact that Longstreth was the mayor Of Jairdaie.
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CHAPTER xv.-con.inued.

Hut in striking contrast to thl' mystery was the person, character as,i cold -SS!.oo111 2c:!o: St poss:s..: :nt were familiar figures in all the towns within two hundred miles of Brad ford knell had a record. but as gun. man with an incredible list of victims Posgin was supreme. If Poggin had a friend no one ever heard of him There were a hundred stories of his nerve, his wonderful speed with q gun his passion for gambling, his love of ho-se-his cold. implacable. inhu. man wiping out of his path any man that crossed it.
 'CheSeldine Is a name, terrible name" said Colonel Webb. Some times I wonder if he's not only a name. In that case where does the brains of this gang come from: No; there must be a master craftsman behind this border pillage: master capable of handling those terrors, PoSgin and Knell. Of all the thou sands of outlaws developed by west ern Texas in the last twenty years these three are the greatest. In southern Texas. down betweeu the Pecos and the Nueces, there have been and are still many bad men. But l doubt if any outlaw there, possibly excepting Buck Duane. ever equaled Po-gin. You've heard of this Duane?r
 -Yes. little" replied Duane quiet ly. I'm from southern Texas. Buck Duane. then. Is not known out here?'
 Why, man, where isn't his name known" returned Colonel Webb. i've kept track of his record as have all the others. His fame in this country appears to hang on his match less gun-play and his enmity toward outlaw chiefs"
 Has -Cheseldine's gang been busy tatelyT asked Duane.
 -No. Probably all the stock that's being shipped now was rustled long ago. Cheseldine works over a wide section. too wide for news to travel inside of weeks. There are some people who think Cheseldine had nothing to do with the bank-robberies and train hold-ups during the last few years in this country. But that's poor reasoning. The jobs have been too we'll done. too surely covered, to be the work of greasers or ordinary out lawsC
 Whats your view of the outlook? How's all this going to wind up? Will the outlaw ever be driven outT asked Duane.
 "Never There will always be out laws along the Rio Grande. All the armies in the world couldn't comb the wild brakes of that fifteen hun dred miles of river. But the sway of the outlaw, such as Is enjoyed by these great leaders, will sooner or later be past. There's talk of Nigi- iantea, the same that were organized in California and are now Tn force In Idaho. So far it's only talk. But the time will come. And the days of Cheseldine and Poggin are numbered"
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CHAPTER XVII.

Duane followed the stage through the town, out into the open, on to $ wide, hard-packed road showing years of travel. It headed northwest. Tc the left rose a range of low, bleak
 mountains he had noted yesterday 1 and to the right sloped the mesquite, patched sweep of ridge and fiat. The driver pushed his team to a fast trot which gait surely covered ground rapidly.
 Early in the afternoon from a ridge top Duane sighted Fairdale. a green patch in the mass of gray. For the barrens of Texas IL was indeed a fair sight. But he was more concerned with its remoteness from civilization than it's beauty. At that time, in the early seventies, when the vast western third of Texas was a wilderness. the pioneer had done wonders to settle there and establish places like Fair dale.
 It needed only a glance for Duane to pick out Colonel Longstreth's ranch. The house, not more than a few min utes' walk from the edge of the town. was a low fatroofed structure made of red adobe bricks. All was green about 1t, except where the fenced corral and numerous barns or sheds showed gray and red.
 From all outside appearances Fair dale was no different from other frontier towns, and Duane's expecta- tions were scarcely realized. As the afternoon was waning he halted at a little inn. A boy took charge of his horse. Duane questioned the lad about Fairdale and gradually drew to the subject most in mind.
 Colonel Longstreth has a big out fit, eh?"
 Reckon he has" replied the lad. "Doan know how many cowboys. They're always comin' and goin'. I ain't acquainted with half of them"
 Much movement of stock these daysT
 Stocks always movin'," he re- piled. with queer look.
 "RustlersT
 But he did not follow up that look with the affirmative Duane expected.
 Lively place. I hear-Fairdale is?"
 "Ain't so lively as Sanderson, but it's bigger"
 "Yes. I heard it was. Fellow down there was talking about two cowboys who were arrested"
 Sure. heered all about that. Joe Bean an Brick HIggins-they be- long heah. but they ain't heah much. Longstreth's boys"
 Duane did not want to be over-in- quisitive, so he turned the talk into other channels.
 After getting supper Duane strolled up and down the main street. When darkness set in he went into a hotel, bought cigars, sat around. and watch ed. Then he passed out and went Into the next place. It was full of men coming and goins-a dusty-boot- ed crowd that smelled of horses and smoke. Duane sat down for a while, with wide eyes and open ears. Then he hunted up the bar. He stayed in there for a while, and knew that 1 strangers were too common in Fair | dale to be conspicuous. Then he i to the inn where he had engaged a room.
 Duane sat down on the steps of the dingy little restaurant. Two men were conversing inside, and they had not noticed Duane.
 Laramie, what's the strangers asked one.
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"Bo Sneaker! He Hit Me-

quiry had brought him the fact that Ray Longstreth had just come to live with her father. Longstreth had originally been q planter in Louisiana, where his family had remained after his advent in the West He was a rich rancher: he owned half of Fair dale; he was a cattle-buyer on a large scale. Floyd Lawson was his lieuten- ant and associate in deals.
 On the afternoon of the fifth day of Duane's stay in Fairdale he re turned to the inn from his usual stroll, and upon entering was amazed to have a rough-looking young fellow rush by him out of the door. Inside Laramie was lying on the floor, with bloody bruise on his face. He did not appear to be dangerously hurt.
 "Bo Sneaker. He hit me and went after the cash-drawer," said Laramie, laboring to his feet.
 Are you hurt muchT queried Duane.
 have soaked me. I've been robbed before without that
 "Well, I'll take a look after Bo," replied Duane
 He went out and glanced down the street toward the center of the town. He did not see anyone he could take for the innkeeper's assailant. Then he looked up the street, and he saw the young fellow about a block away, hurrying along and gazing back.
 Dune yelled for him to stop and started to go after him. Sneaker broke into a run. Then Duane set out to overhaul him There were two motives in Duane's action-one of anger, and the other a desire to make a friend of this man Laramie, who Duane believed could tell him much.
 Duane was light on his feet, and he had a giant stride. He gained rapidly. kept him in sight. in the shade, on the paths, and up the road into the courtyard, and he saw Sneck- CT go straight for Longstreth's house.
 Duane was not to be turned back by that, singular as 1t was. He en- tered the first door and burst into the presence of Miss Longstreth and a of young people. Evidently l she was giving little party.
 Lawson stood leaning against one | of the pillars; at sight of Duane his face changed remarkably. expressing consternation, then fear. l
 (To BE CoNTJNUEDJ
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and stood paralyzed at sight and sound of the mayor of Fairdale? This was not answerable. There might have been a number of reasons. all to Colonel Longstreth's credit but Duane could not understand.
 Next morning Duane walked up the main street and back again. Just as he arrived some horsemen rode up to the inn and dismounted. And at this juncture the Longstreth party came out Duane heard Colonel Long streth utter an exclamation Then he saw him shake hands with tall man. Longstreth looked surprised and angry, end he spoke with force; bat
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SYNOPSIS.

The time of the story: about 1s75. The place. ihe Texas COW country. The chief character: Buckley Duane, a young ma n who has inherited lust 10 kill which he expresses. In s-n-acfense he shoots dead drunken bully and Is forced to flee 10 the wild country where he joins Blsnd's s outlaw band. EuCEre. an arniable rascal
 tells him about Jennie. a young girl who had been abducted and sold to Bland for a bad fate. They determine to rescue the s,tTt and restore her 10 civilization. Eu- Chrc has just accommodated. and Is re- porting the outlook to Buck. EUchre is kilhed Buck Kills Bland and Is danger ously wounded by Mrs. Bland. but es- czpes with Jennie. Jennie Is abducted
 Buck never sees her again. but kills her abduCtor. Duane barely escapes death at the hands of lynCherS for crime he new CT committed He zoe. to see Captain hacNelly of the Rangers. who hands him a pardon on condition that he join the Rangers and assist in breaking up the outlaws Duane accepts and goes ta the outlaw headguartsrs on secret mission.
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MISCELLANEOUS MARKETS.
Metal Market Values.

Bar silver .67A Spelter. per loo lbs. St Louis a45 Lead, per loo lbs, New York. 700 topper, casting ........... 26.S7k
 Boulder-Tungsten concentrates. 60 per cent, SIG to s17 per unit. Crude ores. 60 per cent, s15, 9 per cent. $40 to SIP; 10 per Cent, g to $1O per unit
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Kansas City Produce

Kansas City-Butter Creamery, 33zc; firsts, 31c; seconds, 291ac; packing. 27Ikc
 Eggs-Firsts, 3lc.
 Poultry-Hens, lsc: roosters. i2c; brilers. 21c. broilers, 2Ic.
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Chicago-Wheat-No. 2 red, S1.79h c i.soi1; No. red, $1.72G1.s0: No. 2 hard, sl-S3G1.s5; No. 3 hard, $I.77h G1s3
 Corn-No. ? yellow, $1.0S@ 1.09h i; No. yellow. new, $l.02; No. 1 white. new. 99c.
 Oats-No. white, 51kN52Hc; standard, 52Ik953zc.
 Barley-S5cns1.23.
 Timothy-s3.25G52
 Clover-siI. I.00415.00.
 Pork-s2s.00.
 Lard-s15.90.
 Ribs-$14.20GII.50.
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Price of Flax.

Duluth-Linseed-On track and ar rive, $2.7017; November. s2G9 bid; December. $2.C6A, nominal: May, s2.10 asked; choice track. s2.7I.
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HAY AND GRAIN MARKET.
F. o. B. Denver, Carload Price.

V" D' DChftI' NailOau T tiNc-
 Hay.
 Buying Prices Colorado upland,per ton. .Sli.00 q l5.00 Nebraska upland, per ton. l2.0O4 1900 Second bottom Colorado
 and Nebraska, per ton. i0.50G 1l.50 Timothy, per ton ..lG.50II7.5 Alfalfa, per ton ...... lU.OO4 4ll.5O South Park, choice, per
 ton ............. l7.OOalS.OO San Luis Valley. per ton. l4.JUu3 l5. 5O Gunnison Valley, per ton l6.0O4l7.OO Straw, per ton ........ 450