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NO INTENTION OF WITHDRAWING FROM
 HUNT FOR VILLA

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LEA AMENDMENT TO ARMY BILL
 LOST IN SENATE

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been painted. I wish there was time
to say more. Tell me this, anyway.
Do you know the Ranger Captain Mac
Nelly?"
"I do not" replied Duane, in sur
prise.
II met him only a week ago over in
Fairfield" went on Aiken, hurriedly.
"He declared you never killed my wife.
didn't believe him-argued with him.
We almost had hard words over it.
Now-Tm sorry. The last thing he
said was: If you ever see Duane
don't kill him. Send him INTO my
camp after dark y He meant some
thing strange. WHAT can't say.
But he was right, and was wrong.
If Lucy had batted an eye I'd have
killed you. Still, I wouldn't advise you
to hunt up MacNelly's camp. He's
clever. Maybe he believes there's no
treachery in his new ideas Of ranger
tactics. I tell you for all it's worth.
Good-by. May God help you further
as he did this day!"
Duane said good-by and touched the
horse with his spurs.
$50 long, Buck! !" called Sibert, with
that frank smile breaking warm over
his brown face; and he held his
sombrero high.
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I grabbed his gun an got the drop on
him."
What the cowboy thought Of this
was expressed in a laugh. His mates
likewise grinned broadly. Then the
leader turned to Duane.
stranger, I reckon you'd better
speak up for yourself" he said.
That stilled the crowd as no COM
mand had done. I'm Buck Duane,
all right" said Duane, quietly. "It was
this way"
The big cowboy seemed to vibrate
with a shock. All the ruddy warmth
left his face; his jaw began to bulge; !;
the corded veins in his neck stood out
in knots. In an instant he had hard,
stern, strange look. He shot out a
powerful hand that fastened in the
front of Duane's blouse.
"Somethin' queer here. But If
you're Duane you're sure in bad. Any
fool ought to know that. You mean
it, thenY
for the blame Of things I never did.
That's why I'm here. I saw that pla-
card out there offering the reward.
Until now I never was within half a
days ride of this town. I'm blamed
for what I never did. rode in here,
told who was, asked somebody to
send for jeff Aiken"
can then you set down an let this
old guy throw your own gun on your
queried the cowboy in amazement.
II guess that's it," replied Duane.
"Well, it's powerful strange, if you're
really Buck Duane what do you want
to see Aiken forY'
81 wanted to face him, to tell him l
never harmed his wife,"
Suppose we send for Aiken an he
hears you an doesn't believe you;
what then?"
eff he won't believe newly, then
my cases so bad-rd be better off
dead"
A momentary silence was broken by
Sibert.
'If this isn't queer deal! Boys,
reckon we'd better send for jeff"
"Somebody went fer him. He'll be
comm soon," replied a man.
Duane stood head taller than that
circle Of curious faces. He gazed out
above and beyond them. It was in this
way that he chanced to see a number
Of women on the outskirts of the
crowd Some were old, with hard
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THE LONE STAR RANGER
A Thrilling Texas Border Story
By ZANE GREY

| personality, turned to the gaunt man,
who still waved Duane's gun.
"Abe, put the gun down." he said.
''It might go off. Here, give it to me.
Now, what's wrong? Who's this roped
gent, an what's he done?"
The gaunt fellow, who appeared now
about to collapse, lifted a shaking
hand and pointed.
"Thet thar feller-he's Buck
Duane!' he painted.
An angry murmur ran through the
surrounding crowd.
"The rope! The rope! Throw it
over a branch! String him up!" cried
an excited villager.
"Abe, how do you know this fellow
is Buck Duane?" the cowboy asked,
sharply.
"Why-he said so," replied the man
called Abe.
WHAT" came the exclamation, in
credulously.
"It's a tarnal fact" painted Abe,
waving his hand Importantly. He
was an old man and appeared to be
carried away with the significance of
his deed. "He like to rid his hoss
right over us-all. Then he jumped off,
says he was Buck Duane, an he want
ed to see Jeff Aiken bad"
This speech caused second COM
motion as noisy though not so enduring
as the first. When the cowboy, assist
ed by couple of his mates, had re-
stored order again, someone had
slipped the noose-end Of Duane's rope
over his head.
up with him! !" screeched a wild
eyed youth.
The mob surged closer was showed
back by the cowboys.
"Abe, if he's Buck Duane how'n hell
did you get hold of his gun?" bluntly
Queried the cowboy.
"Why-he set down thar-an' he
kind of hid his face on his hand. An
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CHAPTER XlI-Continued.

Duane has just escaped into the un.
dsrbrush from posse intent on lynch
ing him.
The Rio Grande and its tributaries
Cor the most of their length in Texas
ran between wide, low, flat lands COW
cred by dense growth of willow.
Cottonwood, mesquite, prickly pear,
and other growths mingled with the
willow, and altogether they made a
matted, tangled copse, a thicket that
an inexperienced man would have
considered impenetrable.
The depths of this brake Duane had
penetrated was a silent, dreamy,
strange place. In the middle of the
day the light was weird and dim.
When a breeze f1uttered the foliage,
then slender shafts and spears of sum
shine pierced the green mantle and
danced like gold on the grOand.
Duane had always felt the strange
ness Of this kind Of place, and like
wise he had felt a protecting, harbor-
ONNAAANO
him to be the sympathy Of the brake
for q hunted creature. Any unwOund-
ed creature, strong and resourceful,
was safe when he had glided under
the low, rustling green roof Of this
wild covert.
Duane wanted to cross the river
If that was possible, and, keeping in
the brake, work his way upstream till
he had reached country more hospit-
able. He pushed on. His left arm
had to be favored, as he could scarcely
move it. Using his right to spread
the willows, he slipped sideways be-
tween them and made fast time.
Finally after a toilsome penetration
Of still denser brush he broke through
to the bank Of the river.
He faced a wide, shallow, muddy
stream with brakes on the opposite
bank extending like green and yellow
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CHAPTER XIV.

When Duane reached the crossing
of the roads the name Fairfield on
the sign-post seemed to be the thing
that tipped the oscillating balance OF
decision in favor Of that direction. Ii
he had been driven to hunt up JEFF
Aiken, now he was called to find this
unknown ranger captain. In Duanes
state of mind clear reasoning, COM
mon sense, or keenness were out or
the question. He went because he felt
he was compelled.
Dusk had fallen when he rode into
town which inquiry discovered to
be Fairfield.
There did not appear to be any
camp on the outskirts of the town.
But as Duane sat his horse, peering
around and undecided what further
move to make, he caught the CLINT Of
Pickering lights through the darkness.
Peading toward them he saw the NOV
ing forms Of men and heard horses.
He advanced naturally, expecting any
moment to be halted.
"Who goes there?" came the sharp
call out Of the gloom.
Duane pulled his horse. The gloom
was impenetrable.
zone man-alone," replied Duane.
"What do you wantT"
"Tm trying to find the ranger camp"
"You've struck it. What's your
errand?"
II want to see Captain MacNelly."
"Get down and advance. Slow.
Don't move your hands. It's dark,
but can see."
Duane dismounted, and, leading his
horse, slowly advanced a few PAGES.
He saw DULY bright object-a gun
before he discovered the man who
held it. A few more steps showed a
dark figure blocking the trail. Here
Duane halted.
"Here, ranger, understand this. My
visit is peaceful-friendly If you'll let
it be. Mind, I was asked to come
hereafter dark"
Duane's clear, penetrating voice
carried far. The listening rangers at
the campfire heard what ne SAID.
"Ho, Pickens! Tell that fellow to
watt" replied an authoritative voice.
Then a slim figure detached itself
from the dark, moving group at the
campfire and hurried out.
"Better be foxy, Cap" shouted a
ranger, in warning.
"Shut up-all Of you," was the re-
ply.
This officer, obviously Captain Mac
Nelly, soon joined the two rangers
who were confronting Duane. He had
no fear. He strode straight up to
Duane.
I'm MacNelly," he said. "If you're
my man, don't mention your name
yet"
All this seemed strange to Duane, In
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SYNOPSIS.

place: The The Texas % @ cow o Country. % The The chief
character: Buckley Duane, young man
who has inherited a lust to kill, which he
suppresses. In self-defense he shoots dead
q drunken bully and is forced to flee to
the wild country where he joins Bland s
outlaw band. Euchre an amiable rascal,
tells him about Jennie. young girl who
9ea to to Teane f4f
girl and restore her to civilization. Eu-
chre has. just reconnoitered, and is re-
porting the outlook to Buck. Euchre is
killed. Buck kills Bland and is danger
ously wounded by Mrs. Bland, but es-
capes with Jennie. Jennie is abducted.
Buck never sees her again, but kills her
abductor.
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keeping with much that had happened

keeping with much that had happened
lately.
IT met Jeff Aiken to-day" said
Duane. "He sent me"
"You've met Aiken" exclaimed
MacNelly, sharp, eager, low. "By all
that's bully!" Then he appeared to
catch himself, to grow restrained.
"Men, fall back, leave us alone a
moment"
The rangers slowly withdrew.
"Buck Duane! It's youT he
whispered, eagerly.
EYES,"
eff 1 give you my word you'll not
be arrested-youl be treated fairly
will you come into camp and consult
with me?"
Certainly"
duane, I'm sure glad to meet you"
went on MacNelly; and he extended
his hand.
Amazed and touched, scarcely realiz-
ing this actuality, Duane gave his hand
and felt an unmistakable grip OF
warmth.
"It doesn't seem natural, Captain
MacNelly, but I believe I'm glad to
meet you," said Duane, soberly.
"You will be. Now We'll go back to
camp. Keep your identity mum for the
present"
He led Duane in the direction Of the
campfire.
"Pickens, go back on duty" he
ordered, "and, Beeson, you look after
this horse"
When Duane got beyond the line
Of mesquite, which had hid a good
view Of the camp site, he saw group
of perhaps fifteen rangers sitting
around the fires, near long, low shed
where horses were feeding, and a
small adobe house at one side.
"We've just had grub, but I'll see you
get some. Then We'll talk" said
MacNelly. "I've taken up temporary
quarters here. Have rustler job on
hand. Now, when you've eaten, come
right into the house."
Duane was hungry, but he hurried
through the ample supper that was
set before him, urged on by curiosity
and astonishment. While eating he
had bent keen eyes around him. After
first quiet scrutiny the rangers ap-
parently paid no more attention to
him. They were all veterans in serv-
ice-Duane saw that-and rugged,
powerful men Of iron constitution.
Despite a general conversation of
campfire nature, Duane was not de-
ceived about the fact that his advent
had been an unusual and striking one,
which had caused an undercurrent Of
conjecture and even CONSERVATION
among them. These rangers were too
we'll trained to appear openly curious
about their captains guest. AS II
was, Duane felt a suspense that must
have been due to hint Of his
identity.
He was not long in presenting HIM
self at the door Of the house.
"Come in and have a chair" said
MacNelly, motioning for the one other
occupant Of the room to rise. "Leave
us, Russell, and close the door. I'll
be through these reports right off,"
MacNelly sat at a table upon which
was lamp and various papers. Seen
in the light he was a fine-looking,
soldierly man of about forty years,
dark-haired and dark-eyed, with
bronzed face, shrewd, stern, strong, yet
not wanting in kindliness. He scanned
hastily over some papers, fused with
them, and finally put them in enve-
lopes. Settling back in his chair, ne
faced Duane, making a vain attempt
to hide what must have been the full
filment Of long-nourished curiosity.
duane, I've been hoping for this
for two years." he began.
Duane smiled a little-a smile that
felt strange on his face. He had never
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lift as he went up. Then the cowboys
hard face softened in a smile.
II reckon it amt uncivil Of me 70
say-hit that road quick" he said,
frankly.
He led the horse out of the crowd.
Aiken joined him, and between them
they escorted Duane across the plaza.
The crowd appeared irresistibly drawn
to follow.
Aiken paused with his big hand on
Duane's knee. In it, unconsciously
probably, he still held the gun.
duane, a word with you," he said.
II believe you're not so black as you've
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Have you ever deliberately
taken q chance where the odds
were three to one that you
would be killed? If you saw
your child fall into deep water,
It is likely that you would i'm
mediateIy plunge in and try to
save him without reasoning the
chances against your safety.
Suppose that your wife or sis
ter were held captive in a house
by ansarmed maniac who intend
ed to kill any wouId-be rescuer:
would you go and try to pacify
that maniac? Read this INSTALL
ment. See what desperate
chances Buck Duane took to
prove his innocence Of a foul
crime.
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wall. Duane perceived at glance
the futility Of his trying to cross at
this point. Everywhere the sluggish
water laved Quicksand bars. Before
leaving the bank he tied his hat upon
a pole and lifted enough water to
duench his thirst. Then he worked
his way back to where thinner growth
made advancement easier, and kept on
upstream till the shadows were so
deep he could not see. Feeling around
for a place big enough to stretch out
on, he lay down. For the time being
he was as safe there as he would have
been beyond in the Rim Rock. he was
tired, though not exhausted, and in
spite Of the throbbing pain in his arm
AN dropped at once into sleep.
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been much Of a talker. And speech
here seemed more than ordinarily diff
cult.
MacNelly must have felt that.
He looked long and earnestly at
Duane, and his quick, nervous manner
changed to grave thoughtfulness.
"Ever hear from home since you
left Wellston?" he asked, abruptly.
'No," replied Duane, sadly.
"That's tough. I'm glad to be able
to tell you that up to just lately your
mother, sister, uncle-all your folks.
I believe-were well. I've kept posted.
But haven't heard lately"
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What do you thing that Cap
tain MacNeIIy has In store for :,
Duane2 Will Duane ever con-
sent to 90 to prlson2
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CTO BE CONTINUED.l
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
How Men Differ from Animals.

The chief difference between man
and the lower animals lies in man S
capacity for SHINING. Obviously he has
no monopoly of the virtues. A dog
may be faithful, an elephant may be
kind and true, a cat is said to love
home and freside; the parental in
stincts of the penguin would put nine
tenths of the leaders of our best society
TO shame. 1t is not by possessing such
attributes that animals become almost
human. 1t would be fairer to our
furred and feathered friends to saw
that the man who possesses these traits
in fine degree is almost animal. There
is horse of vaudeville fame that
reckons simple sums in addition, and
answers wide variety of questions, il
my memory serves me; | will even al
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
Sporting Notes.

The Athletics at home the past sea
son drew 2,400 per game against 1000
for the Phillies.
The total attendance at American
league games III 1915 was 2,9S4,400.
The National drew 100000 more than
that.
Thomas J. Lynch OF New Britain,
former National league president, has
refused the Job as president of the
Eastern association.
In Pittsfeld, Mass, a basketball
game was cancelled because of the alb
sence of even single spectator. Brat
tleboro is forced for once to take a
back seat to Pittsfeld.
Al Lawson, who more than 20 years
ago was organizing baseball teams and
small leagues in Western Massachu-
sets, is heard from again. He is to
have a 10-club league in Pennsylvania
and New Jersey.
Jim Gilmore is very optimistic over
the future of baseball. There s a
great year ahead for baseball, he
says. . Now that they have US out
of the way I think the game win
| quickly win back what it lost"
| Rebel Cakes, former manager Of the
| Pittsburg Federals, says that he viii
retire if he cannot manage big
league team to draw a salary as 9
player as large as he received for man
aging the Pitts-Fed team. Apparently
Cakes is out of baseball for good, un
der those conditions.
The 10-round contest between jess
| Willard and Fred Fulton of Roches
.er, MINI. which Tom Andrews OF
Milwaukee planned to stage on Feb
ruary %, has been declared off. An
drews, it is announced, had offered +;
$685. 900 purse for the match and TIL
hitch that prevented the bout was thu
division of the money.
Although Brown university foot
bah eleven was defeated Saturday II
California by the University of Wash
ington team, II to 0, it is doubtful
there arc many Brown men to be foun'
who are not satisfied with the outcome
It was conceded from the first that tn
game would be a very hard one. TIL
Brown team was forced to trave
across the continent after weeks o
remaining in training after the sea
son had closed and to cap all tn
game was played in the rain.
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low him to write his own first name
with his hoof in the sand. The show
bills call him "human,' yet we feel
no sense of kinship as we watch the
performance, even though we should
grant him all the ratiocination his ex-
hibitors claim. We simply say, what
a wonderfully clever horse!' bestow
word of praise upon his trainer, and
that is the whole story. / have seen
q dog perform agile tricks with prompt
obedience and obvious enjoyment, and
to me he was still dog. But when
some canine friend hides on his wash
day; when he steals the cat : milk and
pretends he did not; when he sinks IN
at a door with every expression of eye
and limb crying ''peccavi, all, then
say to myself, ''There IS something
human about that dog. ''-Burges John
son in Harper s Magazine for January.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
M'GRAW PREDICTS COMEBACK
Refuses to Believe Mathewson Has
OutIived His Usefulness as a Pitcher.

Refuses to Believe Mathewson Has
Outlived His Usefulness as Pitcher.
John McGraw believes that Christy
Mathewson will have one of his best
seasons in 1916 The Giants manager
refuses to accept the general opinion
that big Six has seen his best days,
though he admits that Matty was far
from being in good form last season.
This, however. he attributes to an
off year and, like many of Mathew
sons friends, figures that with a care
full preparation next spring Matty will
come back and again show real PROV
ess as a pitcher.
The Giants not figuring in a worlds
series this year. much of the strain
which Matty underwent in former
years was eliminated, though he now
has reached that stage where he will
be able to do comparatively little
work
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
SPORTING NEWS
HERE'S ONE ON DIVINE
BUSH OF THE TIGERS.

< Here's one they tell on Ownie :
). Bush. It happened during one .
]. of the Tiger Brown games in .
\ September, at a time when the .
+ Tigers still We're in the pennant .
+ fight and battling every inch of :
i the way.
j. Umpire Hildebrand called
). strike on Ownie Bush, and :
!. Ownie roared. Ownie fouled +.
!. off the next, and when the third !
!. ball fioated over the plate Ownie :
I. permitted it to go by.
!. Strike r-ee-e-you're OUT" :
\ yelled Hildebrand
X "Out. Me out? Hey, whatsa
!. matter with you?" shrieked
:. Bush. "Cantcha see?" And then
4 as an afterthought Bush turned
\ around as he was walking back
\ to the bench and shot this at
!. the umpire: "Say, Mr.. Hide
+ brand, if l were pitcher and
). you umpired all my games I'd
y never lose one
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
CANADIANS NEW Method
OF STAMPING OUT
ROUGKHESS IN HOCKEY

The professional hockey teams Of
Canada are thinking of trying out a
new penalty system this winter. The
idea is along the lines of the polo sys-
tenn, and for every foul committed a
reduction would be made from the
score.
This would mean that the game
would be scored on points instead of
goals. For each foul quarter of a
point would be deducted from the to-
tai score, and the Office of the penalty
scorer. And there would be no such
thing as being ruled off for roughness,
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
DUKE KAHANAMOKU, WORLDS CHAMPION
SHORT DISTANCE SWIMMER.

SHORT DISTANCE SWIMMER.
and under the auspices of the mid
Pacific carnival which this coming
year win occupy the week Feb. 21-26.
Arthur Raithel OF Chicago, who fore
ed the duke to- break his own worlds
record last July at San Francisco for
the hundred, has already given Mr..
Rawlins verbal assurance that he will
go to Honolulu for the carnival. Perry
McGilliyray, who pushed the champion
so hard in the same meet in the 220
that he had to bStak another record,
will be another card, and the probabili-
ties are that Ludy hangers, the Pacific
coast distance champion, will be the
third star visitor
OF native talent there is always q
plenty. Hawaii is the home Of swim
mers. Recently n veteran fisherman
seventy years old was capsiZed a mile
and a half from shore while spear
ing giant squid off the barrier reef that
encircles the island of Oahu. The boil
ing surf smashed his canoe to splinters
but the veteran, encountered by his
nets and the fragments of his gear
swan ashore without aid.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
Ward 70 Lead Navy Eleven.

been chosen as captain of the Naval
academy football team for 1916. He
plays left tackle. He acted as captain
on several occasions during the season
sust past while Miles, the regular cap
tain. was out of the game.
In addition to his footabll work,
Ward rows on the crew and is mem
Der of the wrestling team.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
KAHANAMOKU AFTER RECORDS
Great Australian Swimmer to Com
pete Against All Corners Feb. %.

Duke Kahanamoku, the worlds cham
pion short distance swimmer, Will de-
feEd his records in his native waters
on Washington's birthday. Feb. %,
1916, against the best competition the
rest of the United States can send to
Honolulu The races viii be held IN
der the supervision of William T. Raw
Inns, president of the Hawaiian associ,
alton of the Amateur Athletic union,
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
christx Mathewson HOPES

christy Mathewson Hopes For Arm.
Christy Mathewson has hopes that
his arm viii be sound again next year,
and we all hope so. The veteran is
going so try the same man who restor-
ed Chalmers arm to big league useful
ness.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
Commonwealth Hotel
Uncorporated)
Opposite State House, Boston, Mass.

Offers rooms with hot and cold water
for $500 per day. which includes free
use Of public shower baths. Nothing to
equal this in New England Rooms with
private bath for $3.50 per day; suites
of two rooms and bath for $3.50 per day
Dining room and cafe first-class. Euro
pean plan.
ABSOLUTELY FIREPROoF.
TEMPERANCE HOUSE.
Send for Booklet.
STORER F. CRAFTS, Gen. Mgr.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03
Easy.

~ bought this armchair on the in
stalment plan
Easy terms?'
Ratheri A dollar down and dol
lar whenever the collector can catch
me-
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-01-03

It is unlawful in Turkey to seize a
mans residence for debt, and suf-
ficient land to support him is also
exempt from seizure.