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The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1917-01-11
TODAY'S MARKET QUOTATIONS

The following market quotations are
the prices paid to the producer by the
dealer and are changed daily, thus CIV
Ing the public the accurate quotations
on all classes of grain, produce and
meats:
The grain quotations below were
furnished today by the Mark p. Miller
Milling cOuDany of Moscow.
The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1917-01-11
RAISE $562.O5 FOR RELIEF

Student suffers who have left their
studies to take places in the European
armies will get some relief from the
University of Idaho, which during a
pre-holiday campaign carried on by
the student body raised $562.05 to be
added to the relief fund being raised
by several colleges and institutions.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-10-25
6V RANOAlL oA00(S6
SYNOPSIS.

Adventurous Jerry Carson embarks
In search of hidden treasure with the
promise of Leontine Walcott to be his
wife On his return. Her father favors
Sebastian Navarro. Jerrys ship Is burn
ed. he is reported lost. Sebastian presses
his attentions. Jerry suddenly turns up
to confront charges of the Eavarres
against him. In struggle for forged
paper Diego Navarro is killed and Jerry
Is convicted of the murder: He escapes;
and finds the treasure and a wonderful
chemical pellet Leontine Is forced to
marry Sebastian. On the honeymoon.
he attacks her in rage. Suddenly he is
confronted by a weird apparition. Raw
engar forces a confession from Louie.
Sebastian attempts to get It, An earth,
quake occurs: in the excitement Red
Finn steals the confession and fees. He
appears in New York as Romanofr and
eniists the aid of Madame Blanca.
Leontine confronts her husband in the
gambling house. The Shadow battles
for her and she escapes with the con-
fession. One-Lamp Louie follows her and
takes the paper from her. The Shadow
saves Navarro from robbery Romanon
attempts to kidnap Sebastian and Leon.
dne. but Ravengar appears to thwart
them. Blanca and her thugs are puzzled
by Ravengar's repeated escapes and re-
turns to his cellar prison.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-10-25


loon got burned-you'd have about
half a minute to get away in your
parachute, wouldn't your"
"What of it?"
"You couldn't both get away in the
parachute? She'd croak. wouldn't she7
Croak up there in the burning balloon.
and then down she'd come-phut-
like a rocket"
"Say, what are you driving at7" de-
maided Avery. rising to his feet and
looking fixedly at Louie.
Louie extracted wallet from his
pocket.
"Fifteen hundred, and the same aft
erward." he said. "Now, am I talk
ing sense. Avery"
81 guess so," muttered the pilot,
picking up the bills. "Sit down, One
Lamp. Tell me what the meaning OF
the game Is and just what you want
me to do"
At midnight Sebastian's telephone
rang. Sebastian. who was brooding
in his library. took down the receiver
irritably. "Well7" he demanded.
"This is your friend, One-Lamp
Louie" answered the voice.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-10-25

Louie's eyes were open. And there
was a look Of recognition in them.
Leontine had left the room. Sebas-
tian and Louie looked at each other.
Then Louie spoke.
II know you. Sebastian Navarro"
he said. "You paid me to forge the
vaper which Jerry Carson was sup
posed to have given you in return for
that money you never lent him."
Sebastian quivered, as If he were
about to spring at Louie's throat.
He could not know that the stun
ming blow on the head had restored
he received the first blow from the
falling beam ut the cabaret fire.
Louis Lamb rose. to his feet and
staggered toward him, pushing out
weakly with his hands.
"Lemme go!" he said, looking at
Sebastian sourly. 'Take your hands
OF me. You got no right to stop me"
He pushed past him and encountered
Leontine in the doorway. She tried
to stop him, but Louie evaded her and
passed into the hall. Leontine anc Sc
bastian. looking at each other, heard
his numbering footsteps pass along the
floor, heard the door open and close.
Louie was gone. And still they
looked into each others eyes.
"Did you near what that fellow
said?" Sebastian asked.
LeOntine nodded quietly.
"What did he mean7 Who is her 1
don't remember seeing him before?
He Is lying, anyway"
II don't believe it," she returned.
"Leontine." he said. II guess we
have made a mistake over our mar
riage. was to blame. Will you agree
to divorce me II give you the op-
portunity7"
Leontine raised her head, and 1t was
long time before she answered
him.
You shall have your divorce" she
said, when you have confessed your
crime and cleared Jerry Carson's
name"
$50 you did recognize me this morn
ing, ehr
One-Lamp Louie looked at Avery,
Bob Hamilton's assistant, in astonish-
ment.
II don't know what you mean," he
answered. II never saw you this morn
Ing"
"what do you mean. One-Lampf
Weren't you on these grounds this
morning. and didn't speak to you.
and didn't you tell me that you'd never
seen me beforew
II dunno" said Louie weakly. II
been sick. Somebody slugged me and
picked my pocket. can't remember
much. I want to talk to you on busi-
ness, Avery"
II heard Mrs. Navarro saying that
she was going up with your boss, Bob
Hamilton"
Maybe she Is. Maybe she amt
What business is 1t of yours3"
Suppose Mr.. Hamilton was taken
sick. Wouldn't you go up with her
then7"
Maybe 1 would. whyr'
"And suppose there was. an accident
up aloft. what would happen?" per-
sisted Louie. Suppose q flare bomb
was to be set OF wrong and the bal
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-10-25

along the bottom Of the basket. The
fire extinguisher was empty.
The man in the car cast frenzied
look upward at the great balloon. its
silken coat filed with infamInable
hydrogen gas. Already the sas was
expanding under the influence of the
heat, and the balloon was shooting up
ward with prodigious rapidity.
There's going to be an explosion
in 10 seconds" said Leontine's cOin-
panion, dragging the parachute from
its rest. He thrust the handle into her
hands. This will carry you down
safely" he said. Don't let 60. Un-
derstand me? Don't let go. Now. jump"
And he drew her toward the edge OF
the chr. -a
The basket was abluze from end to
end. Yet Leontine hesitated. 1t was
fearful. standing there in the midst
of the circling flames and looking down
into those fleecy clouds beneath.
"Jump!" cried the man, and forced
her over the cars edge.
Leontine fell into space. As she
did SO the other pulled the cord that
opened the valve. The great balloon
shot downward, passing her. Then she
fell swiftly, and the parachute passed
the balloon in turn. The dizzy rush
downward turned Leontine faint. With
nil the intensity of which she was
capable, she clung to the parachute
handle. Then the swift descent ceased
as the wind opened the parachute. She
was falling earthward softly, as a
feather might fall. Above her head
was the black outline Of the burning
balloon. And standing in the midst
of the flames Leontine saw her COM
panion.
The parachute plunged down. The
sea rushed up to meet 1t. Leontine felt
the dazing shock of the icy water. She
felt the surface close above her head.
Then the parachute bobbed up like
a cork. and. faint and dizzy, the girl
found herself afloat on the waves. the
parachute and cork supports holding
her buoyantly.
Above her head she saw the fiery
mass that hurtled downward.
AS she watched, horror-stricken, she
saw a column of flame shoot upward.
For one moment the lurid light played
about the balloon, gliding 1t against
the sky. Silhouetted beneath the
sphere she saw the figure Of the pilot.
standing bareheaded, a tiny outline
that disappeared as. with terrific ex-
plosion. the balloon burst and van
ished.
Then something came falling from
above. 1t was the long rope that-hung
from the bottom of the balloon. Leon
tines companion was clinging to it.
He had jumped for it at the moment
when the explosion occurred. Now.
from u height of 200 feet. he fell,
plunging into the waves.
Leontine cried out in horror as he
fell into the water, not a dozen PAGES
from where she foated. She sprang to
her feet, while the parachute tipped
dangerously, and straddled the hqfts,
peering downward with agonized
into the water.
Then the waves cast mp their BOOTY
She saw the upturned face OF the man
staring at her through the green. lap
ming crests of the ocean. She dragged
him. with an almost superhuman eff
fort. upon the float beside her.
The mustache which had hidden
the upper lip had come loose from the
flesh. 1t was disguise. As Leontine
stared into the pilots face he opened
his eyes and smiled at her.
And Leontine found herself staring
into the eyes of her mysterious pre-
server. Ravengar.
fEND OF SEVENTY EPISODRl
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-10-25
-1hI. VIII Garry You Down Safely" He Said

He bent toward her and kissed her.
II hope you'll have a pleasant trip"
he said.
"Stand clearr" shouted the pilot.
Men were releasing all the ropes
Of the balloons. simultaneously. The
great gas spheres strained upward.
At that moment a man, hatless. coat
less, and disheveled. came running out
Of the shed in which Hamilton's bal
loon had been housed. He rushed up
to One-Lamp Louie and gibbered ex-
citedly. pointing to where the balloon
was already shooting upward into the
sky, Louie stared at him In consterna-
ton.
"Avery7" he yelled. above the din Of
the applauding multitude. "Who-who
who's the man. your double. in the
cart"
Avery. shaking with excitement, an
swered in Louie's ear:
II don't know. I never saw him
before. He came into my room nm
hour ago. knocked me down, gagged
me. and tied me to the bedpost. I've
only just worked free"
Louie gripped his arm flercely.
"You've busted everything" he
screamed. you've cooked my goose
and yours too. Gimme back that
money!"
"weM. I guess not" answered
Avery with a grin. Its all right,
partner"
what dyer meanF
"The flare bombs hidden in the bas-
ket of the car. and it's set to so of at
halfpast eight o'clock this evening.
Amt that what you wanted. One
Lampf"
Leontine felt no fear as the earth
seemed to slip away beneath her. She
leaned dreamily over the edge Of the
basket and watched the crowds grow
smaller. until the black sea of heads
beneath was only blur.
She fell to watching her silent conf
panion, who busted himself with his
thermometer and hygrometer. Already,
under his guidance. Avery's balloon had
taken the lead. and the rest tapered
of in struggling line, the last dtsap-
pearing in the mists Of the horizon.
Slowly the sun dipped into the west.
The fleet of balloons had vanished in
the distance. They were high above
the clouds now, floating in trans
parent medium of palest blue. The
gorgeous dying orb dipped on the hori-
zon.
It disappeared in a veil Of redden-
Ing clouds. These faded. The stars
appeared. The moon shone, hard and
brilliant, overhead. Night fell.
Leontine was aware that her COM
panion was looking at her.
Are you happier?" he asked gently.
Two tears stole down Leontine's
cheeks. She could not answer him.
Again the thought of the mysterious
Ravengar came to her.
Who was this Ravengar7 And who
was this Avery7
Suddenly Leontine saw look of hor-
ror in her companion's eyes. He was
looking at the bottom Of the car. Leon
tine perceived small wisp Of smoke
coiling up among the basket-work.
| Instantly the man had leaped for
ward to where a small fire extinguisher
hung. He snatched it up. inverted it,
and directed a steady stream from the
nozzle upon the blaze. Lcontine heard
sputtering sound. The smoke dis
appeared, to reappear in half dozen
other places. The whole bottom OF the
car was smoldering, and the fluid from
the fire extinguisher seemed to have no
effect upon 1t, unless to intensity the
conflagration.
A little spurt Of IRE was seen. 1t
| seemed to leap into existence. 1t ran
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
No Use to Him.

For half an hour the working class
audience had listened patiently to the
talented lady who was speaking to
them about economical and nOurishing
cookery.
She had talked about eggless pud-
dings and BUTTERFLIES cakes, and now
said with a smile:
81 will tell you about splendid
soup which can be made for next to
nothing. Take the bones left over
from the Sunday joint"
At that a man fh the middle of the
hall rose to his feet with a disguised
look on his face and said to his mate:
ERE, Bill, get out o. this"
What's wrong?" asked the other in
surprise. Don't you like soup?'
"Ay, like soup well enough" was
the grumbler's reply, but how many
bones does she think there are in half
pound of erT-Philadelph In
quirer.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28

however, in choosing this sort of ex-
istence, is the question as to wheth-
er we should really be shanty boat
man, or just pretend to be one. Steven
son was sort of shanty boatman. At
least, he did drift about through the
country in a boat, and lived very con-
tentedly and lazily on the way. But
Stevenson has written book about his
wanderings, and he was not really a
shanty boatman at all. 1t is just the
difference you may say, between art
and vagrancy. Vagrancy has an idle
sound, and art is a tempting thing.
The very point in being a shanty boat
man, however, is in not having to try
to be anything else, and, perhaps the
best thing about it is the fact that
it is so far removed from art as to
be very nearly real.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
WOMAN'S DRESS NOT MODERN
Recently Discovered Drawings Prove
That Dame Fashion Has Reigned
for Quite a Lengthy Period.

Rock drawings recently laid bare in
the Spanish peninsula have discovered
to us very interesting period of pre-
historic man. From a lecture recent
ly delivered in London by Sir Arthur
Evans of the British Archaeological as
ISOLATION it appears that palaeolithic
woman was not only dressed, but most
gracefully. At COgul the drawings in
dictate that the sacred dance was per-
formed by women, clad from the waist
downward in weH-cut gowns whilst
in the rock shelter of Alpera the dress
of the same skirted ladies is supple
mented by thin flying sashes. In the
paintings at Cueva de la Viege women
are seen with still longer gowns ris-
ing to their bosoms, their shoulders
yelled in scarfs.
Thus we are astonished to find that
fashion has a much longer history
than has been hitherto believed.
These recent discoveries are the
more interesting because hitherto
amongst a wealth of wonderfully
drawn animals and sign writings the
human figure has been extremely rare
in European discoveries of the kind,
and it is reassuring to know that our
predecessors at a period even as re-
mote as this were not without the
charm and comfort of clothes, and
that woman was then, as now, a pi-
oneer in the great and enthralling arts
of Hrocc onH oHopnTnont
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
KNOW LITTLE CARE
SHANTY BoATMEN CERTAINLY
LIVE A HAPPY LIFE.
Will Sometimes Work, Though Pleas
ure Is the Real Business of Exist
ence-Not Bothered About
Rent or Taxes.

If a man were privileged to choose
his own manner of living, sorting over
the whole collection of life'S various
forms of existence. and choosing the
one he liked best, no matter what any
body or everybody said, it is likely that
in all that strange collection he could
find nothing more charming than the
life of the shanty boatman, remarks
the Indianapolis News. The shanty
bOatman lives anywhere, according to
his inclination and the season. He
lives, anyway, according to his de-
sires. 1t sets you dreaming of all the
faraway places to think of him. He
mOOrs his little house on the cool
northern streams in the summer, and
drifts down the warm blue southern
rivers during the winter. He is not
averse to bit of work now and then,
enough to keep him in coffee and ba-
con, but he can choose his work as he
goes, and leave it when he grows tired
of it. Work is his avOcation, and, as
an avocation, work is not an unpleas-
ant thing. His real business is liv-
ing, smoking, fishing, drifting. He
pays neither rent nor taxes. He owns
only a bit of an old shack, somehow
made watertight and balanced so that
1t will float. It is even possible, you
must understand, for him to enter into
the life of city men, entering into it,
however, with no sense of necessity or
restraint.
A shanty boatman was not so long
ago a resident of this very town. With
a proper sense of the fitness of things
he tied his boat to a fence, in line
with the houses on the shore and even
painted a number over the front door.
1t was a Jolly looking little home, with
the smoke coming out of the pipe In
the roof and lamplight shining from
the edge of the curtains, and, for all
we know, he may have a regular job
and have taken to city life very con-
tentedly for a while. The advantage
he had over the rest of US. Of course,
was that to get away to the faraway
places, he had only to unite his boat
md drift, accepting now and then a
bit of a lift from a friendly craft.
The thing that is likely to bother US,
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
Vigilance Committee.

The vigilance committee of colonial
times, an unauthorized, loosely con-
nected body of citizens representing
public opinion, was formed in the ID
American colonies Immediately pre-
ceding the revolution. Its object pri-
marily was to enforce the agreement
not to use British products, but later
the scope was enlarged, investigation
being made as to suspected persons
loyalty to the American cause and
punishment being melted out to Tories.
At first the activities were secret.
The participants in the Boston 'tea
party" were vigilance committeeman.
Where this sub rosa movement orig
mated is hard to determine; nearly ev-
cry community had its vigilance COM
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. Ledger.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
PIPE DREAMS or CITY, MAN
Raising Spuds at One Dollar BusheI
Certainly Looks Good to Us,
BY Heck!

When am old and bent and worm
with hair all gray and pants all torn,
and town has grown too swift for me,
and in my backs a miseree, I'll take
my bundle meath my arm and go and
settle on a farm, and in the spring
and in the mud each square foot l
VIII plant Spud, then with a nice
selt-starting hoe I'll coax the lowly
spud to grow, as spuds were never
coaXed before, and they shall Irvine
about my door, and shall drink up
the morning dew, and shade the wind
ing avenue that sort of turns and
twists and crawls to get to my an
cestral halls.
And paris green by pecks I'll lug
to put on each pertater bug. I'll keep
the weeds out of the rows, and when
hot wind comes and blows I'll
sprinkle each one from a can and sit
beside it with fan until the danger
has gone by; l will not let it wilt and
die.
And when dead leaves are earth
ward tossed and when norther
threatens frost I'll get cute little
union suits to put upon the spuddish
beauts. l shall know each last spud
by name and pet each one and make
1t tame; so that when autumn comes
apace I'll go and open up my face
beside the bars and call each spud by |
name, and it shall leave the mud, and
leave the vine, and leave the tree,
when my call comes, and follow me.
And l shall hike away to town and
where the roads go winding down the
spuds shall follow me, and go where
hungry men rush to and fro in search
of spuds, and they shall pay a PUNK
a peck for spudS that day, and l shall
get wad of kale as big as any cotton
bale. That's what I'll do when l am
old and when my blood is getting cold.
think I'll do it, anyhow; but I've not
time to start it now.-Judd Lewis, in
Houston Post.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28

One way to relieve habitual constipation
is to take regularly a mild laxative.
Doan's Regulets are recommended for
this purposes. 25c a box at all drug
stOres.-adv.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
BUFFALO BILL NOT WORRIED
How to Keep Scion of Royalty
on His Horse.

"In the seventies, when Buffalo Bill
was in his glory as u hunter and
scout" a correspondent tells me, 81
was ranchtng out on the great plains
in Colorado and often heard men talk
of him. The Grand Duke Alexis paid
us flying visit about that time ac-
cOmpanied by a train of Russian
grandees, and the United States au-
thorities, who were particularly anx-
ious to do for them as well as possible,
arranged that they should be taken
for a great buffalo hunt, and very sem
sibly put Eli Cody in charge. Bill
gave Alexis his own favorite buffalo
horse to run the game on, and, skilled
hunter as he was, Bill did not take
very long to find them plenty Of buff
falo to chase. Naturally there was
O. troop of cavalry along for the pro-
lection of these important visitors, as
the Sioux, Arapahoes and Cheyennes
were then hostile, and keen to take
the scalps of any unlucky white men
they could corral. While the hunt was
in full swing United States cavalry
sergeant ,came up to Bill and said:
Cap Che wasn't Colonel Cody yeti,
say, Cap, one of them kings of yourn
has fell off his horse three times, and
we're afeard he may hurt hisself.
What are we goin' to do about itT
oh returned Cody Offhand, 'jes' tie
his crown on under his chin with q
and tie him into his sad
die, and he'll do I've stminster Ga
zette.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
HAM TO TEMPT THE EPICURE
Smoked With corncobs Is Delicacy
Fit for King.

There are probably million hams
in this city, counting only the COM
mercial variety No one pretends to
guess at the number of human hams.
But man on the upper West side
claims to have two hams which are
different from all the hundreds of thou
sands of others in New York. He is
willing to wager that these two are
the only genuine corncOb smoked hams
in town.
The hams come from Connecticut.
So did the man. AS a boy on his
fathers farm he was fed, more or less,
on cOb-smoked ham. He didn't realize
his luck at the time. But later, out in
world of hams smoked anyhow and
anywhere, he missed the old delectable
flavor and finally determined to re-
capture it.
Back to Connecticut he went on
still hunt for a farmer with corncObs
and hams and a willingness to intro
duce them to each other. He found
his farmer up in the northwest corner
VI Tic SIdIe. Anu NOW curly every
winter the only two cob-smoked hams
in town arrive at this mans house.
The process of smoking them is
matter of several weeks. Every day
a shovelful of Goals is carried to the
smokehouse and placed in a sort of
brazier with iron bars. Then a bushel
of corncObs is dumped on the Goals.
There must be no flame, just a smol-
dering fire with plenty of smoke. This
is repeated daily.-New York Times.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1917-03-28
The Lowest Office.

Grant Whistar brings this one tC
town:
Boss" said Ras LightfOOt, the 9TH
er day. 81 gotta git off TOMORROW"
"Get off tomorrow"
"Yessah.'
"But l can't spare you very well. y
81 gotta go. It's lodge business
"That new lodge you joined?"
"Yessah."
"Why are you SO badly needed at
the meeting?"
"Ah am de sublime king"
Sublime king?"
"Yessah."
you have been a member Of that
Lodge only two weeks and you tell me
you are sublime king already?"
"Yessah."
How does that comeT'
you see, sab, in ouah lodge de SUI
blime king am de loves office what
dey is."-Youngstown Telegram.