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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-06-29
CHAPTER xv.
The Strike.

VI YE awoke the fourth morning NX/ to a bright day. The hel-,
 wv meted quail were calling.
 The bees were just begin ming sun warmed hum among the bushes. A languorous warmth hung in the air and Sunday stiffness. It was as though we awakened to new world, untrodden by men, which was, indeed, good deal the case.
 While we ate breakfast we discussed our plans. The first necessity, of course, was to find out about gold. To that end we agreed to separate for the day, prospecting far and wide, Bags by kept camp and an eye on the horses. He displayed little interest in the gold proposition, but insisted strongly that we carry both our rifles and revolvers.
 It would be difficult to describe the thrill of anticipation with which I set CT up the valley. The place was so new, so untouched, so absolutely un- known The high ridges on either side drowned down austerely on the little meadows that smiled back quite un- abashed. As crossed the brown, dry meadow toward the river a covey of quail whirred away before me, lit and paced of at a great rate. Two big grouse roaredN from a thicket-
 The river was a beautiful, clear stream, with green wavery wa-cr. whirling darkly in pools or breaking white among the stones. As fny shad ow fell upon it I caught glimpse of big trout scurrying into Che darkness beneath a bowlder. Picking my way among the loose stones, selected a 1fkc,Y place on the bar and struck home nay pick.
 I have since repeated the sensations of that day-on a smaller scale, of course-in whipping untried trout wa ters, same early excitement and en- thusiasm, same eager sustained per sistence in face of failure, same in creduIous slowing down, same ultimate Encouragement, disbelief and disgust All that day I shoveled and banned. The early morning freshness soon dis sipated. Between the high mountain walls the heat reflected. All the quail stood beneath the shade of bushes, their peaks half open, as though pant ing. The birds that had sung so sweet ly in the early morning had somewhere sought repose. I could occasionally catch g1impscs of our horses dozing un- der trees. Even the chirping insects 2 were still. As far cs I could make out I was the only living thing foolish enough to stay abroad and awake in that sufrocating heat. The sweat drip ped from me Sn streams. My eyes ached from the glare of the sun on the rocks and the bleached grasses. To- fessed sneakingly to myself that was
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All That Day ! ShoVeled and Famed. fellows know where the whisky is hide it, snd Hide it quick. If I see it I'll get drunk!'
 Tank and McNally at this moment strolled from around the bushes. We all burst out on them.
 ''S@e your fool nuggets and color and raise you this,' drawled Tank. And he hauled from his pocket the very largest chunk of virgin gold it has eyeg been n1E good fortune to be- hold. It was irregular in shape, p1tted and scored, shaped a good deal like an egg and nearly it's size. One pound and a tiny fraction that great nugget balanced when we got around to weighing it. And then to crown the glorious day which the gods were brimming for us came Don Gaspar and Vasquez, trailed by that long and sat urnine individual, Missouri Jones. The Spaniards were outwardly calm, but their eyes snapped. As soon as they saw us they waved their hats
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waved something white. We waved in return, whereupon they advanced slowly in our direction.
 As they neared we saw them to be Indians. Their leader held before him a stick to which had been tied num- Der of white feathers. As they ap- preached us they began to leap and dance to the accompaniment of weird rising and falling chant. They certain ly did not look very formidable with their heterogeneous mixture of cloth ing, their round, black, stupid faces and their straight hair. Most of them were armed simply with bows and ar rows, but three carried specimens of the long Spanish musket. The Indians said they wanted to trade.
 We replied that we saw nothing they might trade with us. In return they produced some roots | and several small bags of pine nuts. We tlAen explained that we were re i duced in ammunition and had little food.
 Don Gaspar here interpolated hasti- | ly, saying tl2at in his judgment it would be absolutely necessary that we
 made some sort of a present to avoid l she appearance of intending an affront. Buck Barry and Jones seemed instant 1 ly to accept this necessity.
 s'Give them two or three of the sad dle blankets" suggested Barry after , moments thought. we will have seE- l eraI light bosses going out, and if we
 have to pad the saddles we can git
 along with skins or something.'
 We gave our visitors the blankets ] therefore. They seemN1 well pleased, arose and shortly made a primitive
 sort of camp a short distance out
 side our stoekade. We did no more
 washing that day. About o'clock our ] hunters came in with the best meat Of ] a blacktail deer. Bagsby listened at tentively to our account of the inter view. Then he took a hind quarter of
 the newly killed buck :N departed for
 the Indians camp, where he stayed for
 an houR
 (To Be Contfnued.1
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.GCont1nueA.A

We stopped that night near the road and at a wayside inn or roadhouse of logs kept by q most interesting man. He served us an excellent meal, in- c1uding real eggs, and afterward join ed us around the fire. He was an Italian, short, strongly built, with close curly hair, a rollicking, good natured face, and with tiny gold rings in his ears Johnny and he did most of the talking, while. we listened. No part of the civilized world seemed to lave been unvisited by this pair. Johnny mentioned Paris, Our host added an intimate detail as to some little street. London appeared to be known to them from one end to the other; Berlin, Ed inburgh, St. Petersburg even, and host of other little fellows whose names never knew before and cannot remember now. They swapped reni- nlscences of the streets, the restau- rants and the walters and proprietors thereof; the alleys and byways, the parks and little places. I knew in general way that Johnny had done the grand tour. but the Italian with his gold earrings and his strong, brown, good humored peasant face puzzled me completely. How came he to be so travelled, so intimately travelled? He was no sailor. That I soon deter mined.
 The two of them became thoroughly Interested, but after a time the native courtesy of the Italian asserted itself. He evidently thought we might feel left out of it, though I think the oth- CTS were, like myself, quite fascinated.
 You 1ika music?' he smiled at us engagingly. -T getta my Italian fid- dle2 No2'
 He arose at our eager assent, pushed aside a blanket that screened off one end of2the log cabin and produced his stItaIian hddle''-a hand organ!
 At once the solution of the wide wandering among the many cities, the intimate knowledge of streets and of public places burst upon my compre- hension. I could see our host looking upward, his strong white teeth flash ing In an ingratiating, fascinating smile, his right arm revolving with the crank of his organ, his little brown monkey with the red coat and the anx- ieus face clamberfng-
 Next morning we crossed the over land trail and plunged into a country of pines, of high hills, of deep canyons and bold, rocky ridges. The open spaces we had left behind and the great heats. Water flowed in almost every ravine, and along it's courses grew green grass and wild flowers.
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G Vt a little glad had found no gold and that I hoped the others had been equally unfortunate. The thought of working day after day in that furnace heat was too much for me.
 My hopes were fulfilled. All came in that night tired, hot, dirty and discour- aged. Not one of the eight of us had raised sign of color.
 Well" said Bagsby phi1osophfcaily, that's all right. We've just got to go higher. Tomorrow we'll move up- stream"
 Accordingly next day we turned at right angles to our former route and followed up the bed of the canyon ten or twelve miles toward the distant main ranges.
 About 4 o'clock we camped. The fiat was green. Little c1umps of cedar pushed out across it. The oaks had given place to cottonwoods. We had nO& to make acquaintance with new birds.
 The following morning we went pros pecting again. My instructions were for the dry washes in the sides of the hills. Accordingly I scrambled mp among the powders in the nearest V shaped ravine. had hardly to look at all. Behind a large powder lay a
 
 which evidently had stood recently evaporated pool of water and which in consequence was free from the usual dusty rubble. In the interstices be- tween the stones my eye caught dull glitter. fell on my knees, dug about with the point of my bowie knife and so unearthed small nuggets aggregat- ing probably a half ounce in weight.
 Although nightly tempted to stay for more I minded our agreement to report promptly the first discovery and started back to camp. Why l did not come a header in that fearful powder strewn wash I cannot tell you. Ger tainly took nc, care of my going, but leaped recklessly from rock to rock like a goat. When I reached the flat ran, whooping like an Indian. From the river could see Johnny and Buck Barry running, too, and had sense enough. to laugh as it occurred to me they must think us attacked by In dfans. Far down the stream could l just make out figures I knew to be Tank and McNally. They, too, seem l ed to be coming to camp, though I could not imagine that my shouts had | carried so far.
 l burst in on Bagsby, who was smok- l ing his pipe and leisurely washing the l breakfast dishes, with a whoop, lifted him bodily by the shoulders, whirled ] him around in a clumsy dance. He 1 aimed swipe at me with the wet dish cloth that caught me across the eyes.
 You tarnation young grizzly bari" 1 said he.
 | I wiped Ahe water from my eyes. Johnny and Buck Barry ran up. Some how they did not seem to be anticipat- ing an Indian attack after all. Johnny ran up to thurnp me on the back. 1 sIsn't it great?" he cried. Right off the reel! First pop! Bagsby, old 1 sport, you're a wonderT' He started | for Bagsby, who promptly rushed for l his long rife.
 .I'm going to kill the first lunatic 1 see;'' he announced 1 Johnny laughed excitedly and turn l ed back to thump me again.
 How did you guess what it was?" I i asked.
 Didn't Just blundered on it.''
 ''Whatr' I yelled. Have you struck 1t too?'
 1 tFirst shovel" said Johnny. s'But ] you don't mean
 i I thrust my three nuggets under his i eyes.
 | Say broke in Buck Barry, eff you
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tro Be continued.)

Owing to the necessity of adjourn ing court cases whenever some law yer wants to go fishing the protest against the laws delays will never amount to anything.
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FOR SALE-Two family house, 10
 rooms, Randall avenue; rents $360:
 price $S25O, mortgage $1,40o. 3
 family house, 12 rooms, Shelton street, price $s60o. family house, Hewett street, IS rooms, rents $114o, price $s.0Oo. Double house. 14 rooms, Maple street, mortgage. $4,oOo, price $7.60o. family house, East End, Davenport avenue, mortgage $3.6oO, price $5,250. AL so good business properties, paying excellent returns. P. Anderson, 3o6 Fairfield avenue. D23 S
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Doctor

THE MODERN and scientific meth- ods employed in my practice such as electric light rays, homeopathy. chiropractic, r&assage, hygiene. are in accord with nature and will im- prove and restore your health. Dr.. Adolf O.. SteinfGdt, Douglas prac- titioneP. Security Building. Tel e7sS: consu1tat: Il freq.
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WANTED TO BUY all kinds of sec ond hand furniture. Geo. E! To- tams, Redfields old stand, 43 liar rison street. Phone 1015-2.
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Positions Wanted

WANTE1D-As companion to elderly lady or sick person; also house.
 keeper to widower or kitchen work; E thoroughly capable. Apply 1O5
 Catherine street. r*
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YOUNG LADIES, 16 to 23, education Sth grade grammar school or equiv alent, to learn telephone operating. Dollar a day for 4 weeks. Rapid advancement thereafter. Perma- nent positions. Apply at 1S4 Fair field Ave. Ask for Miss Wheeler. The Southern New England Tele- phone Go.
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TODAY'S WANTS

MRS. c. M. DONOVAN, THE NURSE,
 has removed to 727 Iranistan ave- nue. Tel 2o83-12 DPS d*p
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To Rent

TO RENT-Ahove St. Vincent's hos pitaI, five room flat with barn if desired. J. H. Keenan, 125 liar mony. Telephone 363-12-
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REMOVAL-My real estate and 1n- surance office is now located at 179 Golden Hill St T. B. Warren, new Tel 2417-
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OWNERS OF REAL ESTATE Would like to communicate with the owners. of property who wish to dispose of same. Have prospective purchasers for large houses. two and three family houses in West End, business property, East Side; also two and three family houses, East Side. M. B. Loller, 196 Fair field avenue. Phone 907-3.
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Governor Whitman commuted to life imprisonment the death sentence of Antonio Giordino, convicted of murder.
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and second hand: off, flee and house sizes. Walter -S. Marsh. 1s2 Fairfield Ave.
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SCHOOL

THE UNIVERSITY SCHOOL, sse Fairfield Ave. College preparatory; technical and professional schools, civil service, Hctchkiss Hi1 etc. Elementary and advanced subjects personal work with every stu dent. Enrolment now the best preparation for summer examina- uons or next years work.
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VI TE awoke the fourth morning N to a bright day. The hel-- wv meted quail were calling.
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Upholsterers

WE WILL COVER and furaish all material for piece parlor suit guarantee all workmanship as first class, ten patterns to select from for e12 to $16. Sca:J- Bros. AOs State street.
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YOUNG MAN, 9S. wlshes . posltl0u at anything. handy around m8z chinery or garage. Alfred ]. Con- roy. 366 State St.. City.
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WANTED-ChauGeeu wishes PealtisR as mechanic and driver, G&8 GUFa nish reference. Call or WTitR. aaG Kossuth St.. City. Clarence Eols 1enb@oiEs A. ~
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Female Help Wanted

WANTED-Gir1 for general house
 work; small family. Apply 800 Clinton Ave. D 2S up
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-07-15
Campfire News

The meeting of Miss Elizabeth
Morris camp for this week was in
the form of tennis picnic. Next
week they will have the grand
council fire, when all the members
will be made Wood CATERERS.
Mrs. Robert Study has received
her guardian appointment for the
Akipsaya Camp, of which Miss
Mary Mather was formerly in
charge.
Campfire's Meaning.
The question is asked more than
once: What is meant by Campfire?
To many of the citizens it means
nothing more than a waste of girls
time The dress signs, head bands
and names appear merely decOra-
tive, but it one were to look into
the matter one would discover that
each has meaning. If girl wishes
to lead a beautiful life, let her Sc
lect symbols with wholesome mean
ing as her guide; for instance, oak
for strength and stedfastness; the
rabbit for alertness and constant
readiness. The symbols a girl
weaves into her headband are sup
posedly her ideals.
Not only is Campfire symbollcal
but it has practical side, too.
Girls are awarded honor beads for
their knowledge and deeds Of home
craft. for business and fom many
other kinds of work. A girls
knowledge of the care of her own
health is rewarded by honor beads.
A Campfire gils first thought
should be for others, thus adding
love. Love is the main thing, for
without love the meaning of camp
fire would be lost.
MILDRED EARNEST,
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The Angler and the Fish

friend Turtles" party and ! was
promised nice big dinner. The
little fish also told the Angler that
it did not intend to get the worm
he put on his hook and that he was
really sorry about it.
The Angler thought a moment
and then said, well, as long as
you are such a tiny fish | will let
you go. And be sure to enjoy your
party"
The little fish thanked the man
and gladly went down the brook
When the little fish reached his
friend Turtles, it told her and all
the other visitors of his narrow es-
cape. They were all very fright
ened but were glad it wasn't
worse.
The Angler and his dog gave up
hunting for fish. They were hun
CRY but said that they were glad
they let the fish go than if they had
taken him home for breakfast.
They reached home at noon and to
their surprise they found a table
spread with the incest things to
eat.
They both wondered where those
nice things came from. Just then
Jig pulled slip of white paper out
of one of the cookies. The Angler
read it and it said: From the lit
tie Fairy Fish"
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-07-15
Centennial Notes

One Of the things the children Of
years ago used to like best was the
South Tenth Street park. You see,
they didn't have any Glen Miller
park like we do, so they had to
go there instead. They had a big,
high fence all around it to keep the
cows out, and there wasn't any
gate in the fence, either, SO peo-
pie had to walk up steps and then
down again to get over it. And in
this park was big band stand
where they had concerts every Sat
urday night. And guess what
that band stand had. 1t had a roof.
that was painted real bright blue
inside, with big gold stars in it.
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-07-15
BY ROSIE eURCkHART,
New Madison. O.

1t was a bright summer morning
when from a little hut could be
seen man and his dog walking to-
wards a brook near by. This man
was an angler and he was going to
this brook to catch fish for his
breakfast.
His dogs name was Jig and he
was a very wise little dog and
helped the Angler to make living.
When he came to the brook he
hunted a high green bank to sit on.
The sky was blue and the flowers
were all so pretty on both sides of
the brook. The Angler put worm
on his fishing hook and held it un-
der the water a very long time.
He and his dog both waited pa
tiently nearly all forenoon when all
at once the Angler felt that some
thing was on his hook. He pulled
it UP and there was a real little fish
on it. He took it in his hands and
looked at it; he showed it to Jig
and said, Isn't this the funniest
little fish I ever saw"
Then the little fish began to talk.
1t told the Angler not to hurt it and
asked him to take the hook out of
his mouth. 1t said, won't you
please put me back in the water
because l promised to attend my
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-07-15
Whitewater News

Summer school at Whitewater
closed yesterday. The Central Blu
reau of Charities, however, is con-
sidering the question of supplying
means for two or three weeks
work more in cooking and sewing
for the girls. Unusually good work
has been done this year, especially
in handicraft. Many of the girls
have made most attractive dresses,
even with scallops and shirring
Two girls have made silk dresses.
AS for cooking, if you ever
doubt the girls skill just happen
along some time when they are
coming out with their little biscuits
or cakes, or, UNI Yum, cherry pies
all hot and steamDg with the red
juice just staining the shiny golden
crust.
The trophy for winning the
championship in the p S. A. L..
public School Athletic League)
has just arrived at Whitewater
School, and the boys are perfectly
justified in being proud of it. 1t is
in the shape of shield, with
raised bronze figures on it; a boy
up at bat in the center, and five
wreaths all around him, while up
above him is the inscription,
champions 1916, p S. A. L.
This now hangs at the head of
the stairs where all the boys who
were on. the team can admire it.,
except one. And I'll tell you about
that one.
Harry Klingman, the star catch
er of this winning team. is working
down at the Starr Piano Factory
this summer, so did not see the
Trophy when it first came. But
his father who is janitor at the
building took it home with him
that night, and without saying a
word, laid it on the supper table at
Harry's place. You should have
seen that boy. He was so excited
he couldn't eat any supper, and
that night he didn't quite take it to
bed with him but he did the next
best thing by putting it at the foot
OF his bed where he could see it
the first thing in the morning and
the last thing before he went to
sleep.
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-07-15
Girls Give Show
Which is Success

A successful show was given on
the lawn at 205 N. 18th St, Fri
day afternoon, July z, 1916, by the
Misses Lucille Schroeder, Neva Sho-
walter, Helen Jessup. Helen Brown
and Master Fred Throckmorton.
The first play, Uncle Billy's
Joke" was a good college scene.
In the second play called Such is
the Life on An Old Maid" Miss
Helen Jessup took the part of the
"Old Maid Aunt" exceptionally
well.
Uncle BiIIy's Joke.
BY Lucille Schroeder.
Cast:
Frederick Norman Helen Jessup
Dot Seagrave Lucille Schroeder
Jane Harrison ..... Helen Brown
Betty De Verolo Neva Showalter
Scene Room in Hope College,
Friday, 2:30 p. m.
Scene 2.-Same. Sunday evening
1880 p. m.
Such is the Life of An Old Maid.
By Lucille Schroeder.
Cast:
Mehitable Ellen Catherine aJne
Eveningstar (the Old Maid
aunt ............ Helen Jessup
The three cousins
Mehitable Ellen Catherine Jane
Cavenaugh( the young heir)..
................. Helen Brown
Winifred Cornegie ...
.......... Neva ShoWalter
Betsey Mallett ;. Lucille Schroeder
Scene Home of Old Maid
Aunt, 200 p. m.
Scene I'm the West, 1000 a.
IN.
Scene 3.-Goodbye to the West.
90 a. m.
Miss Helen Jessup gave a Span
ish dance.