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The Daily Missoulian., 1917-05-25
THREE FOOLISH QUESTIONS.

Old Lady-Conductor, why did the
train stop before we came to the
station?
Conductor--Ran over n pig. ma'am.
Old Lady--What! Was it on the
track?
Conductor-no-oh, no: we chased
! il up the mbankment.--Puck.
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painlessly-yet he shrank from that
anticipated crash.
His thoughts, working In flashes of
lightning, suggested every possible
trick of escape, and as rapidly rejected
each. There was nothing for it but
to play the part, to take the blow with
no more than a culver when it came
He had once seen a man shot in just
that way. Braced to such determina-
ton, De Spain bent slowly downward,
and, with eyes staring into the water
for a reflection that might afford u
glimpse of his enemy, he began to
drink. Each mOuthful of water was
struggle. The sense of impending death
had robbed even the life-giving drafts
of their tonic; each instant carried it's
acute sensation of being the last. At
length, his nerves weakened by hunger
and exposure, revOlted under the
strain. Suppose it should be, after all,
a fantasy of his fever that pictured so
wildly an enemy behind. With an eff
fort that cost more mental torture than
he ever had known, he drew back on
his elbow from the pool, steadied him.
self, turned his head to face his execu-
toner, and confronted Nan Morgan.
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dies Of the Spanish sinks. Where ne
! Law he could, If he meditated revenge
on herSpeople, murder any Of them, al
most at will. To spare his life 1mper-
lied to this extent theirs-but surely
| he lay not far from death by exhaus-
| ton, And If he was not helped soon
he woul ! die.
But who was to help him? Certainly
none of his friends. If she told them
| they would try to reach him. That
would mean an appalling-an unthlnk-
| able-fght. All came back to one ter
rifying alternative: Should she help
this wretched man herself? And If he
lived, would he repay her by shooting
someone of her, own kin? 49,
The long ride to Calabasas went fast
as the debate swept on, and the vivid
shock of her strange experience re-
Cured to her imagination.
She drew up before the big barn.
Jim McAlpin was coming out to go to
supper. Nan asked for her package
and wanted to start directly back
again. McAlpin refused absolutely to
hear OF it. He looked at her horse and
professed to be shocked. He told her
she had ridden hard, urged her to dis
mount, and sent her pony in to be
rubbed. While her horse was cared
for, McAlpin asked, in his harmless
Scotch way, about Gale.
Concerning Gale, Nan was noncom-
initial But she listened with interest,
more or less yelled, to whatever rum
ming comment McAlpin had to offer
concerning the Calabasas fight. "And
I was sorry to see Gale mixed up in it, -
he concluded, in his effort to draw Nan
out, "sorry. And sOrrier to think of
Henry de Spain getting killed that
way. Some say" he suggested, look
ing significantly toward the door of
the barn, and significantly away again,
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CHAPTER .X-Continued.

The violent eXertiOn of reaching the
height had started the ruptured artery
anew, and his first work was crudely
to cleanse the wound and attempt to
rebandage it. He was hungry, but for
this there was only one alienation
Sleep-and, carefully effacing all traces
of his presence ON the ledge, he
crawled into his rock retreat and fell
again into heavy slumber.
It was this repose that proved his
undoing. He woke to consciousness SO
weak he could scarcely lift his head. 1t
was still day. A consuming thirst as
sailed him, but he lacked the strength
to crawl out of his cave, and, looking
toward his bandaged foot, he was
shocked at the sight of how it had bled
while he slept.
Toward afternoon his restlessness in
creased, but he chung to his resolve to
lie still. by evening he was burning
with thirst and when morning came
after q feverfsh night, with his head
on fire and his mouth crusted dry, he
concluded rightly that one or both of
his wounds had become infected.
L Il
He looked regretfully at the injured
foot. Swollen out of shape and angry
booking, the mere appearance would
have told him, had the confirmation
been needed, that his situation was
becoming critical. This did not so
much discomfort him as it surprised
him and spurred him mentally to the
necessity of new measures. He lay a
hong time thinking. Against the infec-
ton he could do little. But the one
aid at his hand was abundance of cold
water to drink and battle his wound in
and to this he resolved now to drag
himself. To crawl across the space
that separated him from the pool re-
4uired all the strength he could sum-
MON. The sun was already we'll up
and it's rays shot like spectrum arrows
through the spray of the dainty cat
aract, which spurted in jeweled sheet
over a rocky ledge twenty feet above
and poured noisily down from the
broad pool along Jagged powders be-
'IOw.>
Crawling, choking with thirst, slow
u forward, he reached the water, and,
Teciining on his side and one elbow, he
was about to lean down to drink when
he suddenly felt, with some kind Of an
instructive shock, that he was no long
er alone on the ledge. He had no in
terest in analysing the conviction; he
did not even question it. Not a sound
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way he perl1ed up when told him
you were coming in ON the stage that
afternoon! When he heard you'd been
sick, he was for going down to the
hotel to get cup of coffee-for you y
McAlpin, like any good story-teller,
was already ON his feet again. HE
did it," he exclaimed, land you know
what he got when he stepped into the
barrOom" He took hold of De SPANS
coat and held it aside to enter his
exhibit "There," he concluded, us
his cambridge belt, hanging there yet.
The boy is dead-why shouldn't I tell
you?"
Nan rode home much more excited,
more bewildered than when she had
ridden over. Strangest shock of all
that this man of all other men should
profess to care for her. She had
shown anger when McAlpfn dared
speak of it; at least, she thought she
had. And she still did not know how
sufficiently to resent the thought of
such audacity on De SPANS part.
This was, to say the least, a further
awkward complication for her feelings.
She already had enough to confuse
them.
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(TO BE CONTINUEDO
New Job for DereIicts.

One hundred derelicts in the Friend
ly inn in Baltimore have undergone
blood tests at the Union Protestant hos
pital, branch of Johns Hopkins, for
TRANSMISSION cases. OF this number Is
have submitted to TRANSMISSION opera
tons and have received $25 for their
sacrifice Of blood to wealthy patients
who lack red corpuscles. The remain
der are paid 81 for keeping themselves
in good condition until they are need
ed.
In order that no mistake may be
made the family history of each dere.
lit:t is studied carefully. His life also
is made subject of investigation so
that none but the possessors of good
blood may accomplish a sale. The
blood of these men from Friendly inn
now courses through some of tho
most prominent men and n omen In tina
United States.
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that Henry went down there to pick a
graphically, II happen to know that
wasn't So"
''Then what did he go down there
for?" demanded Nan Indignantly, but
not warily.
McA1pin, the situation now in hand,
took his time to it. He leaned forward
in a manner calculated to invite conf
dence without giving offense. "Miss
Man," said he simply, ''Henry de Spain
was here, with me, sitting right there
where you are sitting, in that chair,
not fifteen minutes before that fight
| began. told you he never went down
| there to fight. Do you want the proof
I'll tell you'll wouldn't want anybody
else to know-will you keep it?'
Nan seemed Indifferent. "Girls are
not supposed to keep secrets" she said
Obstinately.
Her narrator was not to be baked.
| He pointed to the coat-rack on the
| wall in front of them both. "There is
Henry de SPANS coat. He hung it
there just before he went down to the
inn. Under it, if you look, you'll find
his belt of cartridges. Don't take my
word-look for yourself"
Giving this information time to sink
in, McAlpin continued. Mans eyes had
turned, despite her Indifference, to the
coat; but she was thinking more in
tently about the belt which McAlpin
asserted hung under it. "You want to
IL hat p n Il
for that afternoon? I happen to know
that, too," averred McAlpin, sitting
down, but respectfully, on the edge of
the chair. "First want to say this:
worked for your Uncle Duke five
years."
He paused to give Nan a chance to
dispute the statement If she so desired.
Then, taking her despairing silence as
an Endorsement of his position in Civ
ing her a confidence, he went on:
Henry de Spain is Dead" he said qui-
city. She eyed him without so much
as winking. ~ wouldn't tell it, if he
wasn't. The boys dead. And he was
always talking about you. It's Gods
truth, and since he's dead it harms no
one to tell it to you, though I'd never
breathe it to another. He was fairly
gone on you.
''YOu don't have to knock me down,
Miss Nan, to put me wise about q
mans being keen on girl. I'm a mar
ried man." declared McAlpin with
modest pride. 'He thought all the
time he was fooling me, and keeping
covered. Now, that afternoon he came
in here kind of moody. 1t was an an
niversary for him, and hard one-the
day his father was shot from am
bush-a good many years ago, but
nary one of US had forgot it. Then
he happened to see your pony-this
same pony you're riding today-a-
standing back there in the box-stall.
He asked me whose it was; and he
asked me about you, and, by jinx! the
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by adding fresh chopped fruit like
pineapple, bananas or Strawberries Or
any well-drained canned fruit, not too
juicy to spoil the consistency of the
cream.
A boiled frosting with nuts and
raisins or figs and dates or shredded
pineapple; in fact almost any fruit
or nuts may be added to boiled frost
ing, giving a variety.
Prune FiIIinq.-Boil together a cup
full Of sugar and quarter of a cupful
of the juice from stewed prunes, pour
this strip boiling hot at the soft ball
stage over a white Of an egg that has
been beaten stiff, when it begins to
stiffen add a half cupful of stewed
prunes, drained and pitted, then cut in
small bits. Beat until cold, add few
the cake.
A chocolate cake with an orange
filling is a combination well enjoyed
The filling may be made in the form
of cream with the rind and juice for
flavor or it may be made as follows:
Rub two cubes of loaf sugar over an
orange to extract all the oil, then dis
solve the sugar in the juice of lem
on. Add enough cOnfectioner's sugar
to make a thick icing, cover the cake
with thin sa&ces of orange and put on
the filling. The cake may be garnish-
ed with slices of glazed orange or
candy orange slices.
Delicious Pineapple FiIIing.-Take
four tablespoonful of pineapple juice,
a cupful of sugar, boil until it hairs
and then, pour boiling hot over the
well beaten white Of an egg. Drain
the pineapple until all the juice is re-
moved and stir this into the boiled
frosting, beating all the while.
Sour Cream FiIling.-COok together
a cupful each of brown sugar and sour
cream, when thick stir in cupful Of
hickOrynuts and spread on a sheet OF
cake or use as filling for layer cake.
This is especially delicious.
Mayonnaise.-Beat the yOlk of one
egg with a teaspOonful of cold water
add One-half teaspoonful of salt, pa
prika and mustard to taste, add a cup
full of olive oil, little at time, beat
ing we'll, add two tablespoOnfuls each
of lemon juice and vinegar, alternating
with the OIL Mayonnaise is fiat and in
sipid unless properly seasoned. All
sorts of seasonings used in French
dressing may be added to it.
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CHAPTER XI. !
Farley.


She stood beside the rock from
which the ledge was reached from be-
low, and as if she had just stepped up
into sight. Her rifle was so held in
both hands that it could be fred from
her hip, and at such close quarters
with deadly accuracy. AS she stood
with startled eyes fixed on his bag
gard face, her slender neck and poised
head were very familiar to De Spain.
And her expression, while it reflect
ed her Mortified alarm, did not conceal
her anger and aversion at the sight of
him. Unaware of the fOrbidding spec
tacle he presented, De Spain, swept by
a brainstOrm at the appearance of this
MOrgan-the only one of all the Nor
gans he had not fancied covering him
and waiting to deliver his death war
rant-felt a fury sweep over him at
the wild thought that she meant to kill
him.
Whatever she meant to do, he could
no more fire at this girl, even had he
a chance-and he realized he was at
her mercy-than he could at his sister {;
and he lay with his eyes bent on hers,
trying to read her pun pose. He read
in her face only abhOl renee and con-
demnatiOn, and felt in no way moved
to argue her verdict. II suppose" he
said, at length, not trying to disguise
his bitter resentment of her presence,
you've come to finish me-"
His shirt stained and tattered for
bandages; his hair matted in blood on
his forehead, his eyes inf1amed and
sunken, his lips crusted and swollen,
the birthmark fastened wildly on his
cheek, made him desperate sight. Re-
garding him steadily, Nan, as bewil-
dered as if she had suddenly come on
a great wounded beast Of prey still
dangerous, made no response to his
words. The two stared at each other
silence. "If. you are going to kill me- -
he continued, looking into her eyes
without any thought Of appeal, lido it
quick"
Something in his long, unyielding
gaze impelled her to break the spell
of it. 'What are you doing here?''
she demanded with anger curbing her
voice to control her excitement as best
she could.
De Spain, still looking at her, an
swered only after a pause. gliding, -
he said harshly.
Hiding to kill other men!" Mans
accusation as she clutched her rifle
was almost explosive.
He regarded her coolly, and with the
interval he had had for thinking, his
wits were clearing. do I look like
a man hunting for f1ght9 Or" he
added, since she made no answer, 'like
man hunting for a quiet spot to die
in?"
Il know you are murderer
In spite of his weakness he flushed.
''No," he exclaimed sharply, I'm mot
a murderer. If you think it''-he point
ed cOntemptuously to her side-''you
have your rifle-use it - "
"You came here to hide to kill some
body" she exclaimed.
"What do, you mean by 'here'2 1
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CHAPTER XII.
Nan Drifts,

| Without going in to speak to Gale,
whom Bull Page, his nurse, reported
very cross but not hurt much, Nan
left her packet for him and rode
home. Her Uncle Duke was in town.
She had the house to herself, with
only Bonita, the old Mexican serving
woman, and Nan ate her late supper
alone.
The longer she pondered on De
Spain and his dilemma-and her own
the more she worried. When she
went to bed, upstairs in her little
gable room, she tossed on her pillow
till resolve seized her to go up again
to his hiding place and see what she
could see or hear-pOSSibly, If one
were ON foot, she could uncover a plot.
She dressed resolutely, buekled on
holster to her side, and, slipping a
revOlver-a new one that Gale had
given her-into it for protection, she
walked softly downstairs and out of
doors. The night air was clear, with
three-Quarter moon well up in the
sky. She took her way rapidly along
the trail to the mountain, keeping as
much as possible within the great
shadows cast by the towering peaks.
Breathing stealthily and keyed to q
tense feeling of uncertainty and sus-
piciOn, Nan at length reached without
adventure the corner of the ledge
where she had first seen De Spain,
and there, lying fiat, listened.
Hearing only the music of the little
cascade, she swept the ledge as well
as she could with her eyes, but it was
now so far in shadow as to lie in i'm
penetrable darkness. Hardly daring
to breathe, she crept and felt her way
over it with her hands, discovering
nothing until she had almost reached
De Spain's retreat at the farther side.
Then her heart stopped in an agony
of ACKNOWLEDGEMENT the Overhanging
wall she heard voices. De Spain had
confederates, then, and had tricked
her, after all.
But a moment later this explanation
failed to satisfy her. The mutterings
were too constant and too diScOnnect-
edit dawned on Nan that this must
be delirium. She could hear De Spain
throwing himself from side to side,
and the near and far sounds, as if of
two voices, were explained. She crept
nearer.
He was babbling in the chill dark
ness about ammunition, urging men
to make haste, warning them of some
one coming. Nan listened to his raw
ings, overcome by the revelation of
his condition. She told herself he must
die if he remained longer unaided, and
there were unpleasant possibilities, if
he died where he lay. She did not want
to pity or to help him, she convinced
herself but she did not want his death
laid to a Morgan plot-for none of his
friends would ever believe De Spain
had found his way alive and alone
to where he lay.
All of this Nan was casting up in
her mind as she walked home. She
had already decided, but without
realizing it, what to do, and was will
ing to assume that her mind was still
open.
Toward daylight of the morning, De
Spain dreamed he was not alone-that
figure moved silently in the faintness
of the dawn-a figure he struggled to
believe a reality, but one that tricked
his wandering senses and left him, at
the coming of another day, weaker,
with failing courage, and alone.
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mixed spices, half a teaspOOnful each
Of nutmeg and salt, teaspoOnful OF
soda dissolved in two tablespoonful
Of boiling water; mix well and add
cupful of cherries, pineapple or
peaches and steam three hours. Serve
with any desired sauce.
Khaki Puddinq.-Peel, core and slice
six apples; put them into a saucepan
with four tablespoonful of sugar, two
of butter and two of candfed lemon
peel, or the grated rind; add a quarter
of cupful of water and cook until
smooth; put through sieve and add
three egg yOlks. Line deep pudding
dish with pastry, put in the apples ana
bake until the eggs are set. Beat the
whites of the eggs until stiff, then ada
three tablespOOnfuls of sugar, place
on top of the pudding, decorate with
candied peel and brown in the oven
until pale yellow.
Date Pudding.-Take a cupful OF
sour milk, twO-thirds Of cupful OF
sugar and mOlasSeS, mixed together,
tablespoonful of melted butter, plnch
of salt and a teaspOOnful of soda, dis
add a pound Of stoned and chopped
dates, and two cupf1ls of graham flour
Steam for two hours, then dry of ID
the oven for q few minutes. This may
be resteamed several times. Serve Win
q hard sauce.
Yankee FIoat.-Scald a quart Oh
milk. Mix together three egg yolKS'
a cupful of sugar, and vanilla and nut,
meg to flavor. Cook a tablespoonful
of cornstarch, mixed with two table
spoonfuls of cold milk; cook in the hot
milk until we'll cooked, then mix al
together and pour into a serving dlsa,
Beat the whites of the eggs very still
drop by spoOnfuls on top of DOlllns
water to cook; then lift carefully anu
place on top of the pudding. Ser'e
very cold.
Cold boiled fish mixed with salau
dressing and served on lettuce makes
q fine salad.
.-,
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had reached his ears. Only a moment
before he had looked carefully all
around. But the field of his vision was
closely circumscribed by the walls
about him. It was easy for an invader
to come on his retreat unawares-at
all events, somebody, he was almost
sure, stood behind him. The silence
meant an enemy. The first thing to
expect was bullet. It would prob
ably be aimed at the back of his head.
AT least he knew this was the spot to
aim for to kill a man ipstantly and
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column which you will
find new and like to try.
Carrot Pudding
Take q cupful each Of
grated Carrots, potatoes,
brown sugar, chopped
suet, stoned raisins and
currants, two cupfuls Of
flour, a teaspOOnful Of
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average cook will
use a few so fro.
quently to the ex.
clusion Of the 9th.
er nine hundred
and ninety-nine.
Whipped cream
for a filling is a
general favorita
and may be varied
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If there is one thing in existence
more miserable than another, it most
unquestionably is the being compelled
to rise by candle light.-Dickens.
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u CABINET

To give pleasure to single heart \.
q single kind act Is better thu w
thousand head-bowings in pravar
Thomas Carlyle.
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How De Spain makes friends
with Nan and how she deceives
her people in order to protect
him, is told wildly in the next
instaIIment.
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SOME FAvoRITE RECIPES.

We do not all enjoy the same dishes,
)ut perhaps there will be a few in this
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There are so many hundreds of cob.
filings that it seems strange that tho
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Sleepy Cat division in the
Morgan hang out in Morgan
20 miles Sleepy Calabasas
changed the line the Thief
Jeies divi
a
kills himself
disappears His friends hunt him
twOl Spain a He his
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81, 900 REV ARD.

There is a reward offered by the
state ana national banking associations
and the insurance companies, which
Will aggregate at least $500 for each of
the men.
The bank Will rot lose any of the
money taken as 1t was carrying insur-
ance amounting to SIS, QUO to protect
the institution against just such crimes
as we'll as burglary. The incident will
likely cost the bank something in the
way of expenses IN the effort 70 catch
the robbers. %.
A rumor came here Monday that two
men had been arrested near Sunbright
who were probably the parties wanted,
but nothing encouraging has been
heard from that.
The men we're about 30 years of age,
had on overalls and Jumpers and one
needed shaving badly.
The total amount taken by the rob-
bers was Ito. OF this amount $870
was in currency and the remainder in
silver. They got no gold at all.
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gen, but plant now as soon as possible,
but buy or order SOME nitrate of soda
and apply it as top dresser as soon as
the potatoes come up. According to
OR experiments, it will increase your
potatoes from rs to 100 bushels per
acre at cost of about 20c bushe.
Even should the war end now, you
will lose nothing by this, and should
conditions rem, ain unchanged, an IN
crease of 50 bushels of potatoes per
acre will enable Cum berIand county
and the Cumberland Plateau to do her
part and uore. toward feeding our ma
tion during this crisis.
An effort is being made to get some
local merchant to have a stock of nj
trate of soda to supply the farmers.
Now is our chance; let US make the
most of it.
Yours truly,
J. E. Converse.