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The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
VAST lumber TOURING

Chicago, Aug. 5-Motoring America
has tuned up the car, or is admiring
the new car, and with everything ship
shape, Is awaiting tomorrow, and the
beginning Of the greatest motoring
tour, this country has ever seen, Ma
tional Touring Week.
Reports from the automobile trade
in all cities assert that thousands of
American Automobiles throughout
the country will participate in the
great motoring outing, which will last
out the week. Many will set out Sun
day and others will take to the road
the next day or Tuesday.
The same reports state that there
has been an unprecedented amount of
overhauling of cars, and a pronounced
quickening of summer sales of new
cars.
Raymond Beck, Manager of the
Goodrich Touring Bureau. states that
his department has never weathered
such a demand for routings, road
map. and road logs.
Road conditions for the most part
are excellent throughout the country.
The district in Georgia, Alabama, and
the Carolinas, which recently was
visited by floods, will be impossible to
automobile travel. and motorists have
been warned not to attempt a vacation
motoring tour in that section.
All New England according to auto
mobile circles will go gypsying awheel.
National Touring Week has been taken
to the very heart of New England.
With the finest motoring roads in
America this North Atlantic section
of the country will draw a great num-
Der Of outside vacation tourists not to
speak of its great home consumption
of scenic beauty.
On the other side of the continent
the Pacific coast is primed for a won
derful outing. California has taken
to National Touring Week as il 1t were
a California product. In recognition
of the movement, Governor Johnson
has set aside Wednesday of the week,
as Good Roads Day, and has invited
the citizens of the commonwealth to
try out their new SIS, 900. 900 state
highway system, which incidently Is
marked by Goodrich Guide Posts.
Colorado sends word that the entire
Rocky Mountain district looks forward
to a friendly invasion by motoring
America.
The Mississippi Valley. however. is
the place where National Touring
Week will reach the climax of it's
celebration. It Is here that the senti.
ment See America First by Seeing
Your Own State First" has gr!pped
the motorist frmest. Throughout
these states the year 1916 will be
memorable as the year Of the "Dis-
covery Of the Home State"
The Black Hills in South Dakota will
no doubt be flooded with tourists.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

have been Of great benefit to each
other. We constantly criticize each
other. All the time trying to improve
our work. Right now we are at work
on a production, the dream Of my life
"a stupednous screen production Of
Romeo and Juliet" 1t is being made
by the Metro Pictures Corporation,
the company that has afforded Mr..
Bushman and myself opportunity to
develop the big things we had in mind
and dreamed Of in our early work.
Since joining the Metro we have ap-
peared together in THE Wall Be-
tween" "Pennington's Choice" "a
Million a Minute" and other features.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
THE BOOKINGS REGISTER, THURSDAY, AUGUST 10, 1916

approved July II. 1916. Before max
ing the division among the states, the
secretary in accordance with the act,
deducted 3 per cent, or $3.50, 900, need
ed for administering its provisions.
This left $4,850,0 0 to be apportioned
among the states. one-third in the ratio
of area, one-third in the ratio of popu-
lation, and one-third in the ratio of
mileage Of rural delivery routes and
star routes. The apportionment on
this basis gives the following amounts
for tho several states.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
FORD OWN ERS

Have your hood ventilated. I have
a machine that cuts them the same as
the late model. 1t prevents the feet
from burning; keeps the engine cooler.
A good job guaranteed for $1.O0. Call
at 615 Sixth Ave.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
FEDERAL ROAD N

The Secretary Of Agriculture. under
date OF July a. 1915. certified to the
Secretary Of the Treasury and the
governors and State highway depart.
ments Of the several states the follow
ing apportionment Of the g. 900 Of
Federal road funds available for the
fiscal year ending June 80. 1917. This
10 the nrst instaliment Of Federal
moneys to b apportioned to the
states under the Federal aid road act
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
ELKToN

From the Record:
Mr.. Hastings and daughter Alice.
and Miss Gertrude Yule, autoed down
from Brookings, Wednesday forenoon.
Rev. Father Shean went to Council
Bluffs. Iowa, this week, to visit Rt.
Rev. Mgr. Sheehan, who Is in the sani-
tarium In that city.
Mrs. Gertrude McKnight-that looks
queer still-came down from Brookings
Wednesday for an afternoon visit with
her old chum and assistant. Miss Ada
Pratt.
Word comes from John Owens. Of
Friend. Neb., that his wife passed
away last Monday. The Owens will be
remembered as residents here some
years ago.
Mrs. Mahowald. Mrs. Otto Salk and
Miss Stella Meyer. Toasted and enter
tanned young lady friends 1t q one
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

A nice little eleven pound girl came
to the home of Mr.. and Mrs. p. c.
O'Leary yesterday. All doing well
save Pa Pat. Last we saw Of him he
was in the big rocker under the trees
gasping for a fresh breeze. C%ongratu-
lations.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
BUSHN ELL

From the Enterprises:
Mr.. Chilson had occasion recently to
take in the county about Elkton and
states the crops around there stood the
hot weather remarkably well and as
a consequence they are fairly good.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
The Guide Post of a Nation

1t makes small difference where you motor
during National Touring Week, The
GOODRICH GUARANTEE of route and
rodd-THE GOODRICH GUIDE POST
will be there to point your way.
EIGHTY FIVE THOUSAND
STRONG-Goodnch Guide Posts guide
American motorists over 100000 miles of
automobile roads in this country - the
ONLY national system of road marking,
public or private in America.
A remarkable service to the motoring
public, yet ONLY a fraction of what The
B. F. Goodrich Company is doing for auto
mobile touring.
The American Motoring Tour Is the
child of The B. F. Goodrich Co.
Hence it is no new venture that The B. F.
Goodrich Company should be the driving
force back of National Touring Week.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

Chas. Davis the other day purchased
a dwelling at Brookings of Mr.. Pear
son and will have it moved over and
placed on the lots north of the resi-.
dence occupied by the Kast family.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

F.. w. Bailey was painfully bruised
one day last week while at work un-
loading a car OF posts for thu Central
Lumber Co. The posts began to roll
ard before he could get out of the way
a few of them got him.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

j. C. Montgomery has just completed
a barn for Len Gibbs on the John Sui.
ley place tx miles east of town. The
structure is 36x48 and is quite an i'm.
provement to the place.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

C. A. Ripley formerly manager of the
Davenport Elevator, left Monday with
their household goods for their new
location at Thomas, S. d. Mrs. Ripley
and children went over to Aurora and
Bookings for a short visit with rela-
tives and friends before departing for
their new place Of abode.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
Goodrich Safeguards Your our

However, in speeding automobiles to
the beauty and charm of the open, The B.
F. Goodrich Company can safeguard the
joy of the tour no better than by e~quipping
their cars with SILVERTOWN CORD
TIRES, or SAFETY TREAD BAREFOOT
TIRES.
Goodrich ROAD MAPS and ROAD
LOGS insure the accuracy of your route.
Goodrich GUIDE POSTS insure the
RIGHTNESS Of your road.
Goodrich Tires insure the greatest
amount Of peace of mind, comfort and
profit to yourself.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

Look over what The
Company during the last
year alone has done
for American motoring
tours.
The Goodrich National
TouringB Bureau has
$4,000 separate, personal
automobile tours.
Has distributed 24o, 900
route books and 2,000,0 900
route cards
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

Miss Fannie Ward, Of Bookings,
visited at the z. Ward home from Sat.
urday until Tuesday of this week.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

o'clock seance at the w. H. Meyer
home, last Saturday. Guests speak
highly of the affair.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

J. w. Klines has rented the farm re.
Gently purchased by Frank Seas, at
present tenanted by Chris Thompson
and located 5 miles west of White.
This farm was formerly owned by a
man by the name of Cole living at
Bookings, who sold it to Mr.. Seas for
$500 per acre, we understand. 1t
consists of a half section and will
make a dandy stock farm for Mr..
Klines who intends to devote most of
his time to stock raising.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

j. L. Burgess, deputy Register o.
Deeds at Brookings, is spending a two
weeks vacation at home.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

Harry Gorton's barley went about 80
bushels per acre, testing 93 pounds to
the bushel. He threshed a little over
400 bushels of pats off of twelve acres,
testing about 20 pounds per bushel.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
O THE COUNTY
WHITE

From the Leader:
John Evans threshed his barley this
week the same yielding about thirty
three bushels per acre.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

The Farmers Elevator received the
first barley threshed this season from
N. B. Jensen, on Wednesday. About a
carload was taken in that day and the
first car of barley to be shipped out Of
White this threshing season. Manager
Ruddy tells us 1t has a perfect color
but is very light testing about 33
pounds to the bushel.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10
A Year of Goodrich Service

Look over what The B. F. Goodrich
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

The long dry spell was broken Wed.
nesday night by a good shower of
rain. 1t will do an immense amount
of good to the corn but not enough fell
to help the potatoes to any extent.
East of town, we understand, it rain
ed but very little.
The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1916-08-10

Has actually reached 100000 motor car
owners personally with its service.
The B. F. Goodrich Company not only is
Willing to serve, but knows how to deliver
a TOURING SERVICE that has no equal
for accuracy and completeness.
All this service is free to any motorist
Whether or not he uses Goodrich Tires.
Evening star., 1916-12-24
illustration by 4. l. Keller

SALE
talks he thinks
vnde with bad whom she taking south The
Il a
Miss
stable for
While they talking they hear of signal
out
Evening star., 1916-12-24

wheeled his horse about and was galloping
along at my side.
1t took only couple of minutes for us
to reach the path; but in that time the
sheriff said something that measur-
ably allayed my fear. Buck Higgins, the
escaped negro, was not known as ii vicious
man. Some minor offense, petty larceny
or the like, had caused him to be sem
fenced to Jail for six months. From the
Jail he had been farmed out. as was then
the Florida habit. to work on a turpentine
farm until the expiration of his sentence.
And he had become more or less of a
trusty. To-day he had been sent out of
the camp limits on an errand, and not
until he was an hour late in returning did
the guards grow suspicious. 1t was now
three hours later. But there was nothing
in the mans record to indicate that Miss
Leland, aside from being robbed of her
horse, would be in danger at his hands.
So the sheriff said.
Evening star., 1916-12-24

the impossible jungle that lay on our left
as we faced back toward Miss Leland's
plantation.
"They took the time at the camp to
infawm us, and-in an hour, breakin'
through tho swamps, he'd "a made this
road. Pears like to mo"
at appears to me, ragged, that were
wasting time. Let's start along and
"lf it's two hours sinct he come up
with her, few minutes gettin' things
straight amt wasted. said the sheriff.
Hes got her hawss, that's certain. He
wouldn't attempt to ride through the
Jungle: he'd take a path. The only path
between heah and Miss Leland's place
and she amt passed that, yo' SAYS
about ha'f mile beyond heah. II he's
ridin'. that's $ the way he went! Come on
WITH clatter of hoofs. we shot back
w in the direction whence | had come.
And within hundred yards Jerry had
Evening star., 1916-12-24

he wanted somebody to look the boy up,
anyway, and send him back to the service.
An hour later Lucky found Lorna's son
asleep on the doorstep of the tumble
down clearinghouse whittier the address
took him.
"The kid come in only little while ago,
tipsy-tipsy like real man., an unshaved
little vegetable peddler, already getting
ready for his days work, laughngly ex-
planned to Sanders. "Three times | see
him like that the last ten days. You cant
bulge him, Mister"-he discouraged
Lucky's efforts to awaken the boy. "He
curse like sailor if you get him up-and,
anyway, he sleep like log till morning.
THE day was well advanced before
Lucky succeeded in rousing the boy.
The child sat up stupidity and stared at
the cowboy, pale-cheeked, hollow-eyed.
THAT YOU again." he said irritably,
when he had made sure he wasn't dream
ing. Il thought I'd got rid of you for
good, two nights ago
Il seen your mother yesterday, Fred"
said the man quietly. "She wants you
home"
"Fred-my mother-home! You mean
you went and blabbed, you blaggard."
The boys cheeks We're livid with rage.
"No, kid. | never told. 1t amt the
kind of thing we men tell to each others
women-folks, if we're gentlemen. But |
happened on her yesterday by accident.
She's lonesome, kid; she wants you
The boy hesitated.
Il can't leave my job," he said stub
bornly.
you won't get it back" Lucky's tone
was positive. 81 saw your boss last night.
He says he's done with you. Three times
the last ten days this thing has happened.
He glanced accusingly at Rush's mud
Spattered uniform and torn shirt and
soiled blue tie. The boys pale cheeks
went a shade whittier.
Evening star., 1916-12-24
MAGAZINE SECTION for December "a, 1916

"Not take me back-I been afraid of
that. Gee! I'm up against it, then"
"Not up against it, Rush. There's
your mother, boy"
"Tm ashamed to go home"
All of the bravado had gone out of the
child's manner; he looked sick and tired
as he spoke.
ASHAMED to go home! That's silly,
kid. Wen fix you up all right. And
here's something you can take to your
mother to square things with her"
He put his hand in his pocket and drew
out a roll of bills, his earnings of the day
before.
The boys eyes glstened greedily at the
sight.
"You mean it, Mister!" he exclaimed.
Gee, I'll be hero when | show up
home with that He held out his hands
eagerly.
Lucky laughed.
"Not so fast, kid. got to see you safe
on the train first"
Half an hour later they We're at the
station, watching the local for the little
village where Rush lived puff in.
"You needn't tell Lorna-I mean your
mother give you the wad, kid. It's
your summers earnings, savvy?H
"Sure; that's good idea"
"And you come home of your own ac-
cord, because you was tired of the city.
Underestimate"
"All right, Mister. But can't 1 even
tell her about the guy that took such
shine to me?"
mo, kid; you better forget me
altogether. Good-by."
"Good-by, Mister. Good luck to you
Same to you, Rush.
And he waved Lorna's boy out of sight
Then he turned on his heel and made his
way back to his lodging-house, where he
found cheering letter from his girl Nell
and railway ticket that would take him
to her
Evening star., 1916-12-24

sudden pallor that came into the mans
cheeks.
"Rush-it's funny name, amt it?"
"Yes." He went abruptly to the WIN
dow to hide his agitation.
so that was Lorna's son, that boy trem-
bling on the brink of things, whom he
had been so mysteriously impelled to save
last night for the sake of the man he
might have been
He looked toward Lorna. She was
bending over the flowers, pressing the
stems deep into the bowl, so that not
one would miss the water; and as she
worked she hummed song, her face
alight with happiness. That light did not
burn for her child-it burned for him,
Lucky, her childhood friend, whom she
admired and trusted-loved perhaps the
friend who had come back to her through
the years, to bring her material comfort
and sweet companionship and all the
things that life had taken from them both.
Only, there was her boy What if
Rush should come home some day, home
to his deluded mother, with her lovers
evil story
Bah! he was trembling like a woman
And there wasn't the ghost of posi-
bilty. There were dozens of messengers
in the service with the name of Rush.
Besides, Lorna S son might have obeyed her
and remained in the day work, after ALL
But, even as he told himself this over
and over again, he caught familiar
fragrance, and looking out of the window
saw the great bush of sweet syringa that
indubitably linked that little boy of last
night with the woman here. Mock-orange
blossoms, Rush had said his mother called
the flowers. They Haunted their purity
in the mans face now, and made of his
bold plan to win this gentle woman. and
through her blot out the years, a mad,
unbelievable dream.
He felt gentle touch on his arm. 1t
Evening star., 1916-12-24

was Lorna, looking up soberly into his
face.
you're hurt Lucky" she said softly,
"and don't blame you. I've been selfish,
talking about Fred when it's you should
have had my thoughts. Come'-she
drew him toward the door; well go
down the road right away to the farm of
an old man know and see about getting
you room.
Il can't stay, Lorna-not tonight.
His voice was almost grutf.
"Not stay, Lucky"
She looked at him in disappointment,
her mouth trembling at the corners.
81 got to get rid of my medicine first,
he said. at amt the kind | better be
selling to any more of your neighbors,
Lorna-not unless you got a grudge
against EN-" He laughed grmly.
But you'll be back, Lucky"
She was clinging to him now. looking
at him, not with the innocence with which
she had welcomed his first plan to stay,
but with the eyes of lonely woman,
helplessly pleading.
"l'll try, Lorna" His cold fingers
closed over her warm ones. But if
things happen $3.50 that | cant get
back, good-by." He raised her hand to
his lips and covered it with kisses "Good-
by, little woman; it's been good half
hour.
He put his hands on her cheeks and
looked deep into her eyes with fearless
smile in his own that made him resemble
the Lucky of old more than ever. Then,
with last kiss on her hair, he turned and
was gone.
TT was after midnight when he reached
the branch telegraph Office that supplied
the vice district with its messengers. and
inquired for Rush, The boy was not
there, the night operator-a wizened-
faced man with tobacco-stained lips-told
him. But he gave him Rushs address
Evening star., 1916-12-24

But why hadn't she returned? 1t was
this unanswerable question that made the
sheriff, for all his soothing words, twirl
the cylinder of his revolver. AS for my
self remember that | prayed little
when | was not cursing!
1T seemed hours before we drew up at
the path that | now remembered
skirted the edge of Miss Leland's estate,
and ended, some miles beyond, at creek
away | would have dashed into its
jungle-girted length at once; but the
sheriff singled out a dozen of his men.
you men dismount and beat the
Jungle, he ordered. "The rest of us will
go down this path.
The men chosen dismounted without
word.
"You don't think your mans in there,
do you?' l asked, angry at any delay,
yet not daring to go ahead by myself for
fear of going hopelessly astray.
mot Higgins, said the sheriff mean
ingly. And my blood chilled, then grew
hot with a fierce, wild rage.
Now said the sheriff. Straight
down this path. There's hoof-marks in
it--fresh ones. Come along!'
He swung his horse forward; but in the
first ten yards Nivandiere was by, and at
breakneck speed | went down the wind
ing, grass-grown path that led to-what?
| was breathing heavily as Vivandiere
turned a corner and stopped short almost
on the banks of the creek There leaning
against the base of live-oak, watching
the lazy flow of the creek. while Jimmy.
her horse, nibbled at the tough grass, sat
Miss Leland. She looked up and waved
her hand. Then her hand stiffened and re-
mained poised as she noted Nivandiere's
heaving sides and my white face.
"Why-what's wrong?" she asked.
"They don't-no one knows that
swung from the saddle, and as l stood
Evening star., 1916-12-24

"HE Spanish moss that hung from
the branches of the archng trees
overhead brushed my face as the
- mare spurned the shell road be-
meath her dainty hoofs, but hardly felt
it, knew only that my wild ride
was but part of fearful nightmare, a
nightmare in which Roberta Leland was
in some terrible peril.
A blur ahead of me resolved into
group of horsemen. The nightmare
through which | rode slowly dissolved,
and threw Nivandiere back on her
launches as | stopped before them.
"Have you seen him." somebody asked.
| saw that they were all armed with
rifles, or with revolvers stuck in their
belts
shook my head.
"NIiss Leland" | gasped. "She hasn't
returned from town I'm afraid
They closed about me. Sure asked
one. 81 saw her ridin' aout o Stephanie
bout two houehs gone.
"Then she started homc,F | said,
"and-"
"Could she have passed-on the road
without hcin' seem" asked the leader.
"I've been by the track, | said. q
or some one clse--would surely have no.
ticed her"
"Thcn, somewheah between town and
her place. she turned off, said the leader.
"And we are only mile out o town now,
and there amt any road, or any path in
the Jungle a hawss could get through, so
its beyond heah somewheah. Io'
passed the spot, sch, on yo' way down
heah. Yo' say it's two houehs sinct yo'
saw her, wilkins. he said to the man who
had first spoken. "Are yo suah?'
alt want no longeh ago, said the man.
} "And Higgins busted away from the
turpcntine camp about three houehs ago,
said the sheriff musingly. "Thats way
oveh yander.
He jerked his thumb in the direction of