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The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

was no gambling and drinking. Time
hung very heavily on the hands of
some twoscore outlaws. Duane, how
ever, found the hours anything but
empty. He spent more time at Mrs.
BANDS; he walked miles on all the
trails leading out of the valley he had
care for the conditions of his two
horses.
Upon his return from the latest Of
these tramps Euchre suggested that
they go down to the river to the boat
landing.
Nearly all the outlaws in camp were
assembled on the river-bank, lolling in
heat was oppressive.
Duane and Euchre Joined the lazy
group and sat down with them.
Euchre lighted n black pipe, and,
drawing his hat over his eyes, lay
back in comfort after the manner of
the majority of the outlaws. But
Duane was alert, observing, thought
full. He never missed anything. 1t
was his belief that any moment an idle
word might be of benefit TO him. More
over, these rough men were always in
teresting.
"Bland's been chased acrost the
river" said one.
"Naw, he's dellverin' cattle to thet
Cuban ship" replied another.
big deal on, hey?
"SOme big. Rugg says the boss he'd
an order fer fifteen thousand"
"Say, that order II take year to
fin."
"Naw. Hardin is in cahoots with
Bland. Between 'em they'll fill orders
bigger n thct."
Wondered what Hardin was rust
| lin in here fer"
Duane could not possibly attend to
all the conversation among the out
laws. He endeavored to get the drift
of talk nearest to him.
"Kid Fuller's goin' to cash." said a
| sandy-whiskered little outlaw.
$50 Jim was telling me. Blood
poison, amt It? Thet hole wasn't bad.
But he took the fever" rejoined a
| cOmrade.
"Deger says the Kid might pull
through II he had nursin'."
"Wal, Kate Bland amt nursin' any
shot-up boys these days. She hasn't
got time"
A laugh followed this sally; then
came a penetrating silence. Some Of
the outlaws glanced good-naturedly al
Duane. They bore him no Ill Will
Manifestly they were aware of Mrs
BANDS infatuation.
Boys, poke all the fun you like al
me, but don't mention any lady's name
again. My hand is nervous and itch!
these days"
He smiled as he spoke, and his
speech was drawled; but the gooe
humor In no wise weakened 1t. TheI
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14
CHAPTER VIII.

What a contrast, Duane thought, the
calm evening of that day presented to
the state OF his soul This third fac
ing Of desperate man had thrown
him off his balance. II had not been
fatal, but II threatened so much.
Despair had seized upon him and was
driving him into'a reckless mood when
he thought of Jennie.
He had forgotten her. He had for
gotten that he had promised to save
her. He had forgotten that he meant
to snuff out as many lives as might
stand between her and freedom. The
very remembrance sheered off his
morbid introspection. She made a
difference. How strange for him to
realize that! He felt grateful to her.
He had been forced into outlawry; she
had been stolen from her people and
carried into captivity. They had met
in the river fastness, he TO instlll hope
into her despairing life, she to be the
means, perhaps, of keeping him from
sinking to the level of her captors. He
became conscious of a strong and beat
ing desire to see her. talk with her.
These thoughts had run through his
mind while on his way to Mrs. BANDS
house. He had let Euchre go on ahead
because he wanted more time to com
pose himself. Darkness had about set
In when he reached his destination,
There was no light in the house. Mrs
Bland was waiting for him on the
porch.
She embraced him, and the sudden
violent unfamiliar contact sent such Q
shock through him that he all but
forgot the deep game he was playing
She, however. In her agitation did no,
notice his shrinking. From her EN-
brace and the tender. incoherent words
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

In on with hin, an Z want 70 Know.
II she's been at you tell me the truth
I'll let you go. I'll send you to Hunts
vile. where you can communicate
with your friends. I'll give you
money
"Thet must hev been hell of
mlnnit fer Kate Bland. II ever seen
death In mans eye seen it In
Bland's. He loves her. Thet's the
strange part Of 1t.
elias Duane been comm here to
see my wlfeT Bland asked. fierce
like.
"No, said Jennie.
ale has fallen In love with your
Kate said thet.'
"T-I'm not-I don't know-he
hasn't told me-
"'But you're in love with hlmr
eyes she said; an, Buck, II you
only could have seen her She throw
ed up her head. an her eyes were full
OF fire. Bland seemed dazed Mt sight
OF her. An Alloway, why. thet little
skunk of an outlaw cried right out.
hht NuH ihN liuAhb Aht W.
love with Jen. An the look OF her
then was enough 10 make any feller
quit. He Jest skunk out of the room.
told you. mebbe, thet he'd been try
In to git Bland to marry Jen TO him.
SO even tough like Alloway can love
womanl
"Bland stamped up an down the
room. He sure was dyin' hard.
"'Jennie,' he said, once more turnin'
to her You swear In fear OF your
life thct you're tellln' truth. Kate's
not in love with Duane2 She's let him
come to see you? There's been nuthin'
between themT
"'No. | swear answered Jennie ;
an Bland sat down like a man licked.
"'Go TO bed, you white-faced-'
Bland choked on some word or other
"A bad one. reckon-an' he positive
ly shook In his chair.
"Jennie went then, an Kate began
to have Mysteries. An your Uncle
Euchre ducked his nut out of the door
an come home"
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

Difference. That was his strong point,
and 1t had made his part easy so far.
He was playing a game Of love
playing with life and death What
little communication he had with Jen-
ME was through Euchre, who carried
short messages. But he caught
glimpses of her every time he went
to the Bland house. She contrived
somehow to pass door or window, to
give him a look when chance afforded.
Duane discovered with surprise that
these moments were more thrilling to
him than any with Mrs. Bland. Jennie
had been instructed by Euchre to
listen, to understand that this was
Duane's only chance to help keep her
mind from constant worry, to gather
the Import of every word which had a
double meaning. And all through
those waiting days he knew that Jen-
MES face, and especially the warm,
fleeting glance she gave him, was re-
sponslble for subtle and gradual
change In him. This change, he
fancied, was only that through remem-
brance of her he got rid Of his pale,
sickenlng ghosts.
One day a careless Mexican threw
n lighted cigarette up into the brush
mating that served as ceiling for
Benson's den, and there was fire
which left little more than the adobe
walls standing. The result was that
while repairs were being made there
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

grab fer her. He choked her till
thought she was strangled. Alloway
made him stop. She Topped down on
the bed an gasped fer while.
'Then he went in an dragged poor
Jen out. An when l seen Bland twist
her--hurt her--I had queer hot feel
in deep down In me, an fer the only
time in my life wished l was a gun
fighter.
"Wal, Jen was whittier n a sheet, an
her eyes were big and starry, but she
had nerve. Fust time l ever seen her
show any.
Jennie he said. my wife said
Duane came here TO see you. believe
she's lyin'. / think she's been carry
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14
CHAPTER TX.

Both men were awake early. silent
with the premonition of trouble ahead.
thoughtful of the fact that the tipc
for the long-planned action was az
hand.
Buck, the sooner the better now,"
Euch-e finally declared. with a CLINT
In his eye. "The more time we use up
now the less surprised Bland II be-"
I'm ready when you are" replied
Duane, quietly, and he rose from the
table.
"wal, saddle up. then" went on
Euchre, grufiiy. "Tie on them two
packs l made. one fer each saddle.
You can't tell-mebbe either hoss will
be carryin' double. It's good they're
both big. strong hosses. Guess thet
wasn't wise move Of your Uncle
Euchre's-bringin' in your hosses an
havin' them readyf"
"Euchre, hope you're not going to
get In bad here. I'm afraid you are.
Let me do the rest now," said Duane.
The old outlaw eyed him sarcastic
cally.
|
It? If you want to know. why I'm
In bad already. didn't tell you thet
Alloway called me last night. He's
gettin' wise pretty quick"
"Euchre, you're going with met"
queried Duane, suddenly divining the
truth.
"Wal, l reckon. Either to hell or
| % In.
you do some hard figgerin' while I go
nosln' round. It's pretty early. which
8 all the better"
Euchre put on his sombrero. and as
he went out Duane saw that he wore
gun-and-cartridge belt. 1t was the
first time Duane had ever seen the
outlaw armed.
Duane packed his few belongings
into his saddle-bags, and then carried
the saddles out of the corral. The
hour had arrived, and he was ready.
Time passed slowly. Finally he
heard the shuttle of Euchre's boots
on the hard path. The sound was
quicker than usual.
When Euchre came around the
corner OF the cabin Duane was not so
nstounded as he was concerned to see
the outlaw white and shaking Sweat
dripped from him. He had n Wild lock.
Luck ours-so-fur, Buck T. he
painted.
"You don't look IT," replied Duane.
I'm turrible sick. Jest killed man.
Fust one ever Killed."
"WhoT asked Duane, startled.
"Jackrabbit Benson. An sick as
am, I'm gloryin' in II. | went nosin'
round up the road. Saw Alloway goln'
into Deger's. He's thick with the
Degers. Reckon he's asldn' questions.
Anyway, l was sure glad to see him
away from BANDS. An he didn't see
me. When l dropped into Benson's
there wasn't nobody there but Jack
rabbit an some greasers he was start
in to work. Benson never had no use
fer me. An he up an said he wouldn't
give a two-bit piece fer my life.
asked him why.
"'You're double-crossin the boss an
Chess he said.
"'Jack, what d you give fer your
own lifeT l asked him.
I "He Strengthened up surprised an
, mean-lookln'. An l let him have II
, plumb center! He wilted. an the
greasers run. reckon I'll never sleeT
. again. But had to do It."
| Duane asked If the shot had attract
: ed any attention outside.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

Comes the next big crisis in
Buck Duane's life. He meets II
with characteristic energy and
decision. More murder is done,
but the cause Is good. Love and
license and intrigue play their
part In the drama. How this
hunted man who isn't an outlaw
at heart brings out the only de-
cent streak In Euehre and how
he rolls another bad man by
shielding the helpless is told
here.
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

What, IN your opinion, are the
chances that Buck and Euchre
will get away with little Jennlef
Isn't II possible that the good
slement hidden In Mrs. Bland
Will crop out to save Buck2
The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-12-14

GRO BE coNTINUEp.l
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01
AMERICAN YOUTH WINS FRENCH
 MEDAL FOR BRAVERY, DRIVING
 AMBULANCE DESPITE INJURIES
Continues Carrying Wounded to Field Hospitals Until He Falls at Wheel el-Remarkable Experiences of Other United States Citizens Told in Letters From the Front.

CT. Ca great boy). who took me to the city of -. where our post is. Here ] was given first aid. and the medical chief personally conducted me in an American ambulance. in the middle of i 1e night. to a very good hospital. They say l have the best doctor in France in Paris.
 Well. I woke up tine next day in a bed. and have been recuperating ever since. Everyone is wonderful to me. General Petain. second to Joffre, has stopped in to shake hands with me, and many are my congratulations, too, for, above my bed hands the Metallic Militaire, the greatest honor the French can give anyone. Really, I am proud, although I don't deserve it any mose than the rest. Please excuse my egotism.
 Just as Good as New,
 ''In three or four days I go to the hospital at Neuilly, where I can have every comfort.
 "Of course you won't worry about me. I will be just as good as new soon, and really this is true
 'The Germans peppered the life out of my car. No one goes over the road in daylight, but the fellows brought me back the next day a hand full of bullets taken from it, and they could get me a bushel more if I de- sired them.
 For three days I was not allowed to eat or drink, and could hardly move in bed. My spirits were high, too T xr-i1I f,,1y hot pains. Goodby: WILLIAM
 ''Neuilly- Seine, July 10, 19l6'
 Later he wrote:
 Dear Folks:
 Well, I am here and fine. This is wonderful hospital. and they sure ly treat you great. I am just getting back to normal and have no tempera- ture. The doctors here are the best in the world and surely know their bus. mess. ..
 When my wounds heal up, which they are fast doing, I will be just as good as new, no scars at all. I am very happy here and hope every day that you are as happy and never wor- ry about me. l think I have done a small part of a great work, and my metallic shows what the French think of my services. It is given for dis cipline and valor, and by the way what amuses me, there is an annual pension of 1O0f. I have been treated wonderfully since I have it giver to me.
 'I am the only ambulance boy who has been given a Metallic, and I an told that MT. Ba1sley, an American aviator, is the only other American
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01

wasn't touched. Waldo had put his pocketbook in his left hand breast pocket for the first time in his life that night-a shrapne1 ball went clear through it and all the clothes, but he wasn't touched. Two men were kill ed right beside him.
 ''The night of the 18th poor Barber got wounded-a piece in his lung, one in his stomach, and large chunk, as big as your fist, out of his back. How ever, he is getting on very well and is very happy, as he had the distinc- ton of being the only American am bulance driver to have ever received the Metallic Militaire. The whole sec ton is also very proud and happy proud that one of us got it and happy because he is all right and is getting well.
 II rolled all day the 27th. covering 1S0 kilometers and carrying eighteen touches and sir 'assis' all night, so I had twenty-six hours of rolling. Of course, I stopped for bite of lunch and supper. Then I rolled every night until we quit.
 f'We are now back on 'repos.' and we're all dead tired. Everybody's
 
 thing smashed. Mine was very lucky, and is whole and intact with the ex- ception of a section of the rear mud guard about foot long, which was bent up by an artillery wagon. Half the section went into Paris yesterday for forty-eight hours, permission granted for the good work we had done. etc. The French lieutenant gave the other half of us a dinner last night, which was very good fun, at which he announced that MT. Hill had been cited again That, being his third citation, will give him palm leaf, and that Jackson, Clark, and know you'll be very pleased. l also would receive the Croix de Guerre. When he called out my name was so darned surprised that l must have looked at him very Queerly, be- cause he said, Yes, you l asked Hill 1 why l got it later, and what he said meant a great deal more to me than receiving the c. G. However, l know you'll be pleased.
 Reign of Terror Over. ''The reign of terror is over and 1t all seemed like a bad dream. I've still got black and blue spot on my lge where the brick hit me, but that's all, thank the Lord. hope we don't strike anything like that again. "I can't explain my feelings about it, except that I was terrified absolute ly, and how I managed to go out night after night, and on an average Of three trips night, I don't know. The psy- chology of the thing is extraordinary There were certain spots in the road where you felt perfectly safe, and oth- CTS where I just had to make myself go through. Verdun, though under continual shell fire, was always bless ed relief. In fact, I slept like baby there one night from nine until twelve before l started. Everybody says the same thing. You can't imagine the strain you're under. Everybody was snapping at each other all the time about nothing, just from want of sleep. I've slept from about ten until i've du- ring the day, at least l always did. Some of the boys used to get up for lunch. but I slept instead, and was glad of it, because I lasted much bet ter at night that way.
 TOM"
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01
who has it. WILLIAM ''
 Driving Under Fire

Another letter vividly describing the experiences of ambulance drivers at the front, was sent by the young Amer ican who volunteered to take charge of the first ambulance provided by mem bers of the New York stock exchange. In that letter to his parents the wri- ter says:
 Well, I'm still alive and kicking, but the Lord only knows why. I fin ally started work at Verdun on the 21st of June. I quit the 7th. of July. I hope never to put in a reign of terror like that again. The first night we started we were greeted with a gas attack and had to wear our masks for about three hours. Luckily they were the weeping kind, that is, it makes you cry like the devil. If you breathe enough of 1t. it makes you very sick, but 1t wasn't the asphyxiating kind. We went from verdun to a poste de SCOUTS. just behind the first line of trenches. about 500 yards away from the Boches. It was in the cellar of what remained of house; the rest of the place was nothing but piles of bricks. etc. There was another post half way between. and another lit- tle farther to the le1t.
 "The road out was under continual shell fire all the time, and the second night they shelled the poste de secours very heavily. I came up the road, and just at the entrance to the little town met Waldo, who said that they were smelling the place and to be careful. l started on, and when whistle and boom just ahead of me at the side of the | road a shower of stones, etc., no dam age. I went on. got into a bunch of soup kitchens which were blocking the road and stalled my motor. I got out to crank it, just got it going, when the next one arrived-something hit me on the ankle and knocked me over. I got up, found my leg all wet and no feeling in it, so I concluded I was wounded.
 'I got in the car and started back to Verdun to get it fixed. I got about three hundred yards away and then began to feel things in it, so I felt it again. It seemed all right. and my
 hands weren't red, so I concluded wasn't wounded, and it must have been piece of brick that hit me, so turned round and went back again, and some more shells arrived. Found Dawson, and we took to a shell hole, and lay there about fifteen minutes. Barber and Johnson were lying un- der their cars just in front of us. It let up for a while and we went on to the peste. Found another man chang ing a tire in front of the poste, with part of the front of his car gone. He invited me to aid him. I couldn't re- fuse, but I never felt so like killing a person in my life. The crazy idiot, sitting there changing a shoe, with shrapnel bursting all around! Every time he heard a whistle he'd dive un- der his car.
 A Narrow Escape.
 Two brancariiers were killed right alongside of him and he wasn't scratched. Well. we got the tire on in jiffy, and he went off Just as he
 got to the end of the town one lit
 behind him and wounded the three
 'blesses' who were inside. but didn't | touch him at all. That was the worst
 night we had, really.
 "Our French lieutenant found two ] shrapnel balls in his clothes, but he
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01

New York, Sept. 1. - About 25o young Americans are engaged in Griv- ing in the different services Of the American Ambulance hospital in Paris. Some idea of the great work they are performing is contained in extracts from letters sent to relatives and friends in this Country The latest of these communications is from William M. Barber, twenty -year-oid son of J. A. Barber. lawyer of Toledo. and one-time judge in the Ohio courts.
 Young Barber is now recovering from a serious wound received in the performance of his duty at Verdun, where he displayed such exceptional bravery that he was decorated by the French authorities with the Metallic Militaire, the highest medal for mili- tery valor in France.
 Young Barber started from this port on May 6 and was wounded on June 26. His captain, Lowering Hill, in re- porting his case to the Ambulance hos pital, said the boy was driving his am- bulance with three wounded soldiers at midnight along one of the most dan gerous roads at Verdun. He was of him, During a lull in the firing forced to stop by shells bursting ahead Te started again, when a shell burst 2 few yards away. Many small frag- =nents struck him, one penetrating a lung and another his side. Notwith- Ntanding his wounds he went on until he fell, showing, as his captain said the most splendid pluck, doing dan Eerous work with enthusiasm and cool ness. Recovering from the effects of his wounds, MT. Barber wrote from his cot in the American Ambulance hos pital the following letter on June 3O to his parents:
 Tore Side and Legs
 "Dear Folks at Home, Abroad and Grandma:
 -Four nights ago had pretty nar- row escape. I can mention no names here, but this is the gist of the story:
 T was driving my car, with three wounded soldiers in it, along a road that was being shelled. Well, got in the midst of pretty hot shower. so stopped my car and got under it. A few minutes later I supposed it was blowing over, so I got out. 1 had no sooner got out when l heard one of those big abuses coming, the loudest I had ever heard. I ran to the front struck my car.
 "I wse only hurt a little. I was not dissgured in any way. It tore my side and legs a little.
 "The French treated me wonderful ly. I succeeded in getting the next American ambulance driven by Wheel
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01
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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-01

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Omaha daily bee., 1916-04-26

Engagement Announced.

Mr.. and Mrs ". a spichberger ans
nounee the engagement OF their daughter
Mamie 70 Mr.. Sam b. cramor Of New
York Tho announcement was madcafo
Omnha friends this morning upon sthe
return Of Mr. and Mrs, spiesbergeryfrom
Now York The parents we're aecompa
MED by their two daughters, Miss Mamie
spiesbergcr and Mrs. Samuel RaylnoT
vich, who was formerly Miss Hortenhe
SpioBbergcr. sst fA lid
The two young women are. fa5nill9rP
known as the Bpioeberger twins by .
host Of local friends. -.
z Mr. G. w. Sutherland Of Brqokllne,
Mass. announces the engagement OF his
daughter. Mlllieent Twining. to Mr.
Thomas Truxton Maeferland OF Boston
ION Of Mr., and Mrs. John Montgomery
Macfarland Of Omaha. The marriage VIII
be soiemnlzcd nj All Saints Episcopal
church IN Brookline OF noon Saturday,
May a There VIII be no attendants and
lhe bridal pair VIII leave Immediately on
lheir wedding Journey before making
thcir future home in Boston.
Omaha daily bee., 1916-04-26
Social Gossip

Mrs. Edmund Minor Fairfield leaves
this week for Chicago to be present at
The Hinton-chase wedding next Satur-
day al ST. chrysostom's church, After
The wedding. Mrs Fairfield VIII be the
guest Of friends in Chicago.
Mr.. and Mrs. Charles r. Weller leave
wednesday morning for ST. Louis TO be
there until the end OF the week. En- route
home, they will visit in Keokuk, la, for a
few days.
Mrs. Robert Morse OF Vancouver Will
arrive from Nebraska city TO visit with
her husbands mother, Mrs. N " Morse
for few DAYS Mrs. Morse will give a
small informal luncheon az her home to-
morrow afternoon IN honor Of her daush-
icr.n-iaw,
Mrs. C.. 6. Valentine Of Burlington Ia
De- visiting old friends IN Omaha Mrs
Valentine has been in Fort LeaYenWorlh-
where she was the guest ~ her Fon.in-
law and daughter CAPTAIN and Mrs.
charles W. Bundcll Mrs Bundell "aa
f,raerly Miss Enid Valentine ~ Omaha.