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toned new man helped him remarkably in
accepting the inevitable He never did
Cotton to men who "toted" two guns.
1t became an irritation to him that the
other men of the outfit had adopted the new
man. They had admitted him to the camp
fire fellowship; they gambled with him; they
laughed over his dry humor. In his pres
ence they told many tales of personal adven-
lures; drew glowing word pictures of past
experiences, garnished with queer idioms
and picturesque dialect revealing glimpses
of the past, Illuminating flashes of informa-
ton concerning themselves that, had a
man asked, would have produced pistol
Yet through it all they got very little
from the new man. His name was Lon
Dexter; he was from Wyoming. McVea
had promised him steady work. That was
all. It was all that he had said; it was all
the outfit could expect.
The cook was curiously unsatisfed. He
had watched Dexter with a perseverance
that merited a reward. Yet he had discov-
cred nothing. There was a certain peculi-
arity of figure and movement that puzzled
him. Somewhere back in the years he had
seen this man. But like song that fingers,
half forgotten, he could not summon the
recollection into the present. The undulat-
ing walk, the slow chosen, deliberate words,
the drawl, the flashes of cold insolence, the
threat of slumbering violence that Iurked
about him, the voice, the carriage of the
head and the slight droop of the shoulders
all combined to produce man he had once
known, but who had passed into the yester-
day of his mind
Something of all this he placed in concise
words close to the ear of "San Jose" one
time gambler and card sharp, whose eyes
glowed cunningly in his silences, and who
had departed New Mexico between two days
preceding by a scant hour sheriff who
had not been very anxious to get near him.
San Jose acknowledged to feeling something
of the same battling uncertainty.
Hem not stranger" he said with
much decision, an he play slick han at
poker, damn he'm!"
9 amt just hankerin' to arger the thing
with him, )" declared the cook; "me an him
en- git along without gittin' any thicker
than we've bin. There's somethin' about
the cuss makes me think of Bad Nevins,
over at Trinidad An, if Dexter is him, 1
amt takin' any chances What's up?"
San Jose had drawn his breath sharply
Looking closely at him, the cook saw his
lips settle into hard lines; saw his eyes CLINT
with a curious mingling of hatred and tri-
umph.
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instead of talking about it," Pain and i'm
patience in her eyes made him burn with a
guilty embarrassment.
IF you'll just tell me what en- do, - he
began in gravely persuasive tone, "I'u
shore do"
"You might look at my ankle. It's
sprained-or-or-br Crushed, per
haps. My pony fell and-and my ankle
was under him. Oh-h!"
The exclamation, long-drawn and re-
pressed, was caused by Nevins grasping her
boot by the sole and heel and attempting to
draw it off.
cts swelled awful" he stated in alarm.
How long have you been here?"
don't know years, perhaps e.. d.
it might be century g. 4. I wish you
would stop being silly!"
Nevins stood on one foor, his face drawn
and distorted with impotent sympathy.
=" [ expect I'll have to cut the boot off, +" he
suggested moved to beautiful blush
"WeII?o
Nevins's hesitation was eloquent. "You
see" he explained, gravely, 81 amt never
had any experience"
"Oh-h!' she groaned, "you don't need
any experience, do you? Can't you see
that all you need is a knife?" She dragged
her skirts to the knee to prove it.
g I meant began Nevins, and stopped,
Mortified by the significance of the thing he
was. about to say. Very red of face, very
awkward, and very carefully avoiding any
unnecessary contact with the member upon
which he was working, Nevins completed
the destruction of the boot Ten minutes
later he had caught her pony, and was as
sisting her into the saddle She had
watched him rope the little animal, her eyes
growing wide with admiration for his clever
ness. And now, having done all he could to
alleviate her suffering, he swung into his
own saddle and prepared to depart.
8 reckon you'll git along now, ma am, !"
he said, facing her, half the length of a
bride rein between them.
The young lady turned her head and
gazed into the Western distance. At ex-
actly the same instant pair of very muscu-
lar arms crushed her own to her sides and
drew her far over As she turned her head
in fright the arms were raised, two hands
caught her head, and Nevins's lips pressed
-ruthlessly, roughly, brutally. She
struggled frantically to free herself, striking
his hands, beating him in the face with her
fists. And then it was done and he was
gone, his pony gathering in a flying gallop
ahead of her. When he had gone hundred
yards, he halted, standing in his stirrups.
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"I reckon we're square now, ma am" he
yelled. ct was mean of me, takin' advan-
tage hathaway. But you hadn't ought to
be so durn good-lookin'."
Another clatter, word of parting, and
he was off in ballooning dust cloud.
Bitterly had the cook complained to
the range boss over the addition to the
outfit But hefhad limited nothing to the
addition himself That, all things consid-
cred, was a delicate business-and the cook
was not a meddler Yet with the added
labor of cooking for an extra man, he could
not forego the tense observation expressed
privately to himself-that the way McVea
showed extra men "onto him q was
damned outrage" Yet, as before stated,
he limited nothing of this to the new man; a
certain intuitive suspicion that his remarks
would not be well received by the aforemen-
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"Know him?" he questioned.
"No!" San Jose turned abruptly and
strobe to the other side of the chuck wagon.
"Shucks! Now what do you think of
that?" observed the cook in an aggrieved
tone. "What did say to make him huff
up hathaway"
"
High up over Purgatory Valley, a Meu-
can eagle circIed, looking alertly down
upon the earth-shrunk to map size
spreading away beneath him. For mo-
ment the eagle foated motionless over the
valley, for in the vast, vacant space some
thing had moved. In the north he saw
Nevins, moving down along the brush of
the river trail; the pony Looping evenly,
Neyins swinging easily in the saddle. Half
a mile behind Nevins rode San Jose. I'm
like Nevins, San Jose did not bestride his
pony easily, for at times he stood IN the
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II am not bloodthirsty," she answered
sharply. So,
Il expect that's the reason Won shot me j,
he returned quietly.
She drew herself up ooldly. "You arc
insolent, " she said. you deserved Il dic
for what you did out there on the Purgatorv
| don't know why didn't let the bows hang
you. | am not so sure that l wouldn't have
allowed them if your bullet had killed nv
father"
To her surprise Nevins laughed.
II reckon there's mix-up," he said
" You've been thinkin' things that YOU
hadn't ought to have thought. Something
happened to me back in New Mexico thai
brought affairs here to a focus sooner than I
expected. Back IN New Mexico / had some
trouble with man named San lose. Have
you thought to set if San Jose is still at the
Bar Gross"
He isn't" she sud. Dad told me YES
terday that San Use had left the rancb
without asking for bis time"
Nevins smiled grnly. eff vouH take
the trouble to have one of the bows take
look around the slopIof that draw where tb,.
shootin' was done, yull find why San lose
amt showed up. I Enowed him riobt
along, he continud, an / saw him fol-
lowin' me that day. He wanted to oit me
with that bullet, buhe missed an pot vo,r
father. Then / SHIT him. reckon he's
still on top of the div"
And then, seeing er surprise, he smiled
YEARLY and lay bacAon the pillow
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The first thing that Nevins saw after re-
gaining consciousness was the lace cur
tain huttering in the breeze that swept
cool from the mountains. Unaccustomed
to such luxuries, he tried to sit erect to get
his bearings. A sudden twinge of pain in
his right side warned him, and he sank back,
puzzled. Something had happened. 1t was
some time before he remembered. Then in
spite of the pain, he smiled a very little
"I reckon she was holdin' that kissin'
ag'in' me-" he muttered. "She's cert'nly
clean grit"
Something moved over near corner and
Nevins again raised his head. Miss Nc
Yea, seated beside small table, sewing,
arose and stepped over to his bedside.
Feeling better2"
'Ireckon. Soit'syou. How did git here?"
"The boys brought you"
Nevins leaned back and sighed. 1t was
all very clear now.
"How's your Dad?" he questioned.
dads working around the corral" she
said coldIy; "your bullet just creased his
forehead"
Nevins grinned YEARLY. My bullet?"
he said quietly. 81 reckon there must be
some mlSIdhe5 my DuI6L udn / Hiss. 4
NO." she said, at didn't miss. But it
didn't do what you expected it to do" Her
tone was icy, and very unhumorous.
al expect yours didn't do what you ex-
pected it to do eitherl"
"No," she flushed with anger. you
have done two things. For each you should
have been killed How you have escaped
is a mystery. The boys wanted to hang
YOU at once, but I succeeded in having you
brought here"
"Why7" he questioned.
You would have died, she returned
quietly.
"Well2" A smile futtered on his ipe,
"You said I ought to have been killed.
There was your chance. Why didn't you
take it?"
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stirrups, hating the pony and peering
ahead at Nevins's back Then there were
times when he leaned far over his pony's
name and rode with the speed Of the whirl-
wind. Always this occurred when Nevins
was out of sight behind swell With
NeWns in sight San Jose held in his
pony.
Over into the West there was also move
ment. From near the cluster of Bar Cross
buildings pony had appeared, ridden by
the Bar Cross manager. His course lay ex-
actly at right angles with that Of Nevins and
San Jose. IF Nevins and McVea held the
pace they were going they would meet in
draw about a mile from the river. McVea
came on steadily, his pony swinging in
sharp canter. Five minutes after he had
left the cluster of buildings, Miss McVea de-
parted to follow him. She rode with more
effort, but her pony came faster. Watching
five minutes, the eagle futtered its wings,
mounted higher toward the blue that
yawned above him, and departed upon
beating wings into the Eastern distance.
But the riders still came on. In ten min
utes Nevins entered the draw, pulling up
with sharp rein as McVea entered from the
opposite end They met near the center,
the high, sloping banks of the draw hiding
them completely from the gaze of the other
nders-as they hid Miss McVea and San
Jose from each other. Hard words passed
between McVea and his puncher While
the talked San Jose cautiously approached
the northern slope of the draw, dismounted,
and crept carefully up until he commanded
view of the other riders. An eighth Of a
mile out on the plain Miss McVea came,
riding steadily.
For an instant the scene remained un-
changed. Nevins had spurred close to
MCVea, his body was partly shielded from
San Jose by the managers. Then from the
crest of the slope above the draw came
flash and a dull report. McVea reeled in
his saddle, grasped blindly for the saddle
horn, missed it, and then slipped down be-
side his pony's legs.
Followed an infnitesimal space-no man
could have estimated it. Then from New
mss side came two hashes-so rapidly that
the reports blended. San Jose stiffened out
on the slope of the draw and became motion
less At exactly the same instant Miss Nc
Yea entered the draw from the West. New
ms sat on his pony, the smoking pistol still
in his hand Flat upon his back in the hot
sand of the draw lay McVea, his face up
turned.
Hiss McVea's gaze had taken in both
these grave details in flash. As she halted
her pony within ten feet of Nevins her face
was very pale and her lips hard.
"You2" she said to Nevins-" You'll"
II reckon it's me, admitted Nevins; " at
least, think so. I've just shot"
"My father!" said the young lady grinnly.
From her side came fash and sharp
report. The ivory-handled .38 poised for an
emergency. But it was unnecessary prepa-
ration.
Nevins started, swayed, and crumpled up
under his pony's legs.
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1UFFLING down the
long slope the dropping
pony swerved a little,
snorted, and then halted,
trembling. Startled out
of his unpleasant rumi-
nations, his lips tensing
o,yar bie faafb IN a cavaoe
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with an equal trained reserves Not less than ssOO, O,oO0O00 year in ex- cess of our present military and naval expenditures. This is to un- derstate rather than to eNaggerate for any such menacing armament would lead to competition, entailing further outlays on eur part if we desired to hold our position of prim- acy,
 The totsl disposal income of the United States is probably less than SsO .O00. .0O0. 900. Five hundred mill lions for armaments could be met by universal income tax of 2-1-s per cent, But for our national in come one-half goes to families with less than SIOO0 year, and it would be stupid policy to place and ad- ditional burden upon these. Accor- dingly the incomes above Slooo ought to pay the whole tax. Shall We have a flat rate of per cent. extorting SIS military contribut- ion from the clerk with $500, $250 from the comfortable professional income of S5000e Or shall we try progressive rate, making the very rich pay. say third of their incomeSs
 Either alternative. squarely pre- sented to the American people. would quell militarist hysteria, and probably destroy along with 1t Ill interest in preparedness.
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NOTICE OF HEARING
 OF FINAL ACCOUNT

In the Commissioners Court, for the Precinct of Ketchikan, Divisi n Number One, of Alaska, in Pro bate.
 In the matter of the estate of John Kearnsy, deceased.
 To all Persons whom it May Con- cern:-
 Notice is hereby given that Mike Wadding, Administrator, of the a. bove estate, has filed his final ac- count as administrator of said es. tate, in this court and that Thurs day. March 20, 1916 at 2 o'clock pm, has been fixed as the timt for hearing objections against th' allowances of said account.
 E. s. STAcKPOLE,
 Probate Juds First Publication, Jan. 26, 1916. Last Publication, Fed. 9, 1916.
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FORD WILL FIGHT FOR PEACE

CHICAGO, Feb. 14.-In an inter- view tonight, the first he has given since his return from Europe, Henry Ford declared that his peace work Is just beginning.
 Within a week" he said, T will renew my efforts stronger than ever.a
 Ford was interviewed after he had attended banquet of the Michigan Society at the Blacstone Hotel.
 The trip Of the Oscar II. was not even a good beginning" said Ford. We will have renewed our efforts within a week. Just what we are going to do I won't say"
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ARE
 DISCOVERED
THE GRAND JURY BRINGS OUT SOME SURPRISING IN
 DICTMENTS

At the recent session of the fed eral grand jury, thirty-four indict- nsents were voted against German consulaer officials in San Francisco, the local nsul-gensral Of Turkey, prominent shipping men. brokers and merchants
 In addition to the thirty-four new indictments. the grand jury voted new bills against Baron Will helm, von Bricken. attache of the German consulate: Charles C. Crow ley ani Mrs Margaret W. Cornell. agents of Consul Bopp. ali three of whom already have been indicted and arrested on charges of plot ting 10 hlow up ammunition plants and destroying vessels carrying supplies to the allies
 Bopp. Won Shack and Kaufman were indicted for alleged participa- ticn in nationwide German bomb eonspiraeies and specified acts in eontravention of neutrality laws, particularly iii the case of the steamship Sacramento. cargoed here with suorlles of Teuton warsEirs in the Pacific
 Hall. Capelle and the Rothsehllds are accused of complieity in the Sseraulento case and with having "a hand in the expeditions of the Maxztlan, Fred Jebsen's mystery ship" and the Retriever, both of which also were oatfitted to carry supplies to the Teuton war craft in the Pacific
 Capelle is specifically charged with distributing German war funds in connection with these expeditions and the Rothschilds are alleged to have received contracts for sup plies
 Thayer. Hoyt, Swayne. Bunker and others were indicted some time ago in connection with the Sacre- nsento. but 1t Is said by federal officials that mora serious charges have been made against them in new bills
 Johann Van Koolbergen, agent cf the local German consulate, now in Canada, also Is reported to have been indicted
 The report of an indictment against Capt Fred, Jebsen. one time owner of the Mazatlan and brains Of the expedition that car ried e1ai to the cruiser La..zig offy the Mexican coast. caused con siderable amazement in shipping circles, owing to 8 report that he had been killed in 2 German sub marine
 United States Attorney Preston says he does not believe that Jeb- sen is dead The reason for that belief he will not divulge-
 Two of the alleged dynamite plots in which Bopp and his codefen- dants are accused, according to Preston, are the blowing up Of tun- nels on 2 Canadian railway.
 The various indictments were voted under authority of the Sher- man antitrust law. Tn the case of the consular agents, they were based on international law, which dose not make foreign consular rep resentatiyes immune to prosecution for breaking the law.
 CaFelle went into hiding when his name was first mentioned in the government investigations. He laser returned to his Mill Valley home and accepted service of a sub poena to testify before the grand jury.
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SAYS TAX WOULD SILENCE
 MILITARISM

tFrom the New Republic)
 What, in terms of financial out lay, would be the meaning of an American navy second to none, a standing army of half a million
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RoW-BoAT LOST

A row boat known as Davis Boat" painted green with yellow trimmings. was lest at or near Ship Island last Thursday night The finder will please notify Sawyer & Mckay.
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Launches Rough Rider and Teddy

MonGay, 8 a. m.-Chomiey (SUnny Pointl, connecting with mail carrier for Sulzer and all points on West Coast Prince of Wales Island. Tuesday, 8 a. m.-hfetiakahtias and DoIomi. Wednesday, 8 a. m.-LorIno Yes Bay (cannery Hatchery) Bell Island Hot Springs and Shrimp Bay. Thursday, 8 a. m--same as Friday, 8 a. m.-kasaan, it Camp, Rush & Brown and Hollis. Saturday, 8 a. m.- HadIey. Monday. Carries Passengers and
 Freight
 Ed. J. WiIIimas
 Master
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DIED..

LEONARDO the city of New Or
leans, La, at $3.50 p. m. on Wednesday
June %, 1916, Mrs. Beulah Benton
Leonard, wife of Thomas H. Leonard,
born near Biloxi, Miss, Dec. %, 1867,
departed this life aged 4S years and G
months.
The deceased was taken to New Or.
lerns for medical and surgical treat
ment, but died under the operation,
and her BODY was brought home for
burial. The remains arrived in Colfax
at 500 a. m. Friday. June 80, and at
$50 a. m. Rev. Father Lambertz held
Requiem Mass OVER the body at the
Catholic church. after which services
were concluded at the grave. interment
being made in the Colfax cemetery in
the presence of relatives, friends and
acquaintance Of the family.
She leaves her husband and three
daughters, Mary, Euphrasia and Susie,
one step son and daughter in New
York, two brothers in Caddo, La, and
two brothers in Arkansas.
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Meeting of Woman's Home Mission
Society.

The Woman's Home Mission Society
met last Tueiday afternoon with Mrs.
r. e. Mcknight. The subject for the
afternoon was japan and Japanese life.
Severa! interesting articles on this SUBJ
iect we're read by members of the So
ciety making the afternoon aproftable
and pleasant one. At the conclusion
of the readings delicious refreshments
of sandwiches and tea were served by
the hostess, assisted by Mesdames 1.
H. McNeely and ]. c. Mcknight.
Those present were Mesdames G. ID.
Mcknight, ]. B. Mcknight, J. {. Nc
Knight, 7. H. McNeely, j. E. Swat
ford, L. w. Washburn, L. B. Gay, w.
D. Lurry. and Misses Hattie Cameron
and Lizzie Warren.
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Mrs. 7. H. MeNeeIy Entertains.

Mrs. I. H. McNeely entertained In a
most pleasant way so suitable for the
summer season with Rock from 8 to IL
O'Clock Friday evening, June %, for
her visistors. Miss Jean Brown. of
Paris, H.; Miss lone Zeigler, of Jen-
nings, La; and Miss Henri D. Will
liams, and Messrs. Vern Breszeale and
Chas. Green, of Natchitoches, La. were
the special guests.
Tables were placed on the lawn in
front of her pretty home, and electric
fans kept the breezes stirring, which
made the evening very pleasant.
Miss Willie Roberts made highest
score and received two crepe de chine
handkerchiefs, and Miss Clara Wells
came in for the consolation, lingerie
clasps. Mr. John Roberts won the
gentlemen's first prize, and Messrs.
Ivy McNeely and Kelly Mcknight were
each given package. of cigarettes
the BOBBY prize-for keeping their
score cards SO neat, not receiving a
score to disfigure them. Honor prizes
were given Miss Zeigler and Miss
Brown, embroidered lingerie; and Miss
Williams and Miss Alice McNeely, crepe
de chine handkerchiefs.
Mrs. McNeely was assisted by her
sister, Miss Williams, and Miss Nc
Nicely. A luncheon of chicken salad,
sandwiches, olives and iced tea was
served.
The friends assembled for this occa.
sion were Misses Henri d. Williams,
lone Zeigler, Jean Brown. Grace Good
wyn, Clara Wells, Ellen Price, Willie
Roberts, Lurline Gay, Mary McNeely,
Alice McNeely, and Messrs. Chas.
Greene, Vern Breazeale. Foster Nc.
Nicely, Philo Goodwin, George Jordan,
Percy Barton, John Roberts, Ivy Nc.
Nicely, AL Sheriff., Upton Mcknight,
Brinker Williams. and Kelly Mcknight
Sunday Mrs. MsNeely was hostes!
to an automobile party, complimentary
to her visitors, and the day was spen,
at Fishville.
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sDodson's Liver Tone" Starts Your Linz
Better Than calensl and Dusslt
S,Ilrah or Make You Sick.

Listen to mel Take no more sick
ening, salivating calomel when bilious or
constipated. Don't lose days work.
Calomel is mercury or quicksilver
which causes necrosis of the bones.
Calomel, when it comes into contact
with sour bile crashes into it, breaking
it up. This is when you feel that awful
nausea and cramping. If you are slug
gish and call Knocked out" if your
liver is torpid and bowels constipated
or you have headache. dizziness, coated
tongue, if breathNis bad or stomach sour
just take a spoonful of harmless bod
sons Liver Tone on nv oiarartee.
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The Louisiana & Arkansas Railway,
on July anu 4, 1916, will sell tickets
from all Louisiana stations to all Lou
isiana stations on the L. & A. Ry. and
its direct connections at the very low
rate of one and one-third fare for the
round trip. A good opportunity to Wis.,
it friends and relatives in other Louisi-
ana towns and cities at small expense.
Tickets will be limited to reach origi-
nal starting point prior to midnight Of
July 5. Ask the agent for full par
ticulars. B. s. ATKINSON,
Traffic Manager,
Texarkana, Ark.
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Mrs. W. W. Cook will return to her
home in Shreveport today, after visit
of two weeks to her parents, Mr.. and
Mrs. J. A. Hyde. She will be accom-
panied by her sister, Miss Ellen Hyde,
who will spend the summer with her.