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Tombstone epitaph., 1917-01-07

On either side of the little porch stood a group of solemn men, mostly bearded. mostly coatless. and all un armed. In front of those, at the righ. stood Anse Hayey. his eyes still the dominant feature of the picture.
 Over across from him was the taller and older chieftain of the other clan. They stood there grayely. with courtesy that cloaked their hatred Out in the road was the "iolt-wsgon." and in its deep bed the girl could see the canvas that covered its burden.
 As Bad Anse took his place at the front of his escort his gaze met that of Juanita. He did not speak, but for an instant she saw his face harden, his eyes narrow. and his lips set themselves. It was the glance of one who has been lashed across the face and who cannot strike back but who will not soon forget.
 This time the girls eyes did not drop. and certainly they held no hint of relenting or plea for forgiveness. [ But at that moment the head of the Haveys turned from her and began speaking.
 "I got your message. Milt." he said casually. an I reckon you got my answer I've brought back Little Nash"
 I'm obleeged ter ye" The NcBriar paused. then volunteered: Elf ther boy had took counsel of me, this thing wouldn't never hey happened"
 Bad Anse Havey stood looking at 1 the other, then he nodded
 "Nilt." he carelessly announced at l the end of his scrutiny. while the ghost of an ironical smile glinted in his eyes. though it left his lips grave, i I've got several hosses an mules ] down thar in my barn that We found | hitChed out in ther timber when Nash an his friends took to the la'rel." Again he paused and studied the faces Of the McBriar men before he . went on. "One of 'em is your own roan mare, Milt. One of 'em blongs ter Sam thar. and one is Bobs thar" He pointed out each man as he spoke. "Ye can get 'em any time ye send down for 'em"
 The girl caught her breath and, de spite her dislike. acknowledged the cool insolence with which Anse had answered Milts plea of innocence. Milt replied only with a scowI, so Anse contempIatively continued. as though 10 himself:
 Hits right smart pity for a felleI to go out shootin' in the nighttime an to take a kinsman's horse-with. out takin' his counsel. It might lead 10 some misunderstandin'."
 A baleful glare flashed deep in the eyes Of the taller man, and from the henchmen at his back came an uneasy Shufle of brogans.
 But the voice of Good Anse Talbot relieved the tension.
 "Stiddy, thar, men," he quietly eau tioned "Ye didn't hardly meet ter talk bout hosses. I'll lead them nags back myself. Milt"
 Then Anse Havey stepped forward and held out his hand.
 'I gives ye my hand. Nilt McBriar. he said. that ther truce goes on"
 An gives ye mine, rejoined the other.
 After a perfunCtory shake the two turned together and went down the
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hears thet ther Haveys are a-chargin' hit up ergin me. Thet's nat'ral enough, reckon. They lows thet I'd walk plumb acrost hell on a rotten plank ter do 'em injury. Elf they stopped ter reason hit out a spell they'd recollect thet l went over thar ter Peril an let jedge thet didn't own his own soul an jury they he'd done packed, clar one of their kinfolks fer killin' a cousin O mine-an' thet never raised a hand. reckon they didn't hardly hey no call ter fgger thet l was skeered of them. done what l done because l wanted peace. l was fer lettin' ther law take hits co'se, even when knowed the cote war crooked es a drunkards g elbow"
 He paused, and no one spoke. so at last he went on again.
 But little Nash Watt war young an hot-hearted. He could hardly see hit in ther light of wisdom. and he didn't come ter me fer counsel So he jest went hellsplittin' over thar with some other boys that he overpersuaded-an he didn't come back. I'm sorry. I was
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which wound blindly through the hills at the back of the place and hitched their horses in a rock-sur- rounded hollow a half mile from the house. Other horses and mules were hitched all along the country road, but these belonged to the legitimate guests.
 As the halfdozen men, whose arri- val had been so cautiously accom- plished. began slipping down, each holding his own course in the cover Of the laurel, there was nothing to indi- cate that any warning had gone ahead of them.
 From the houses with their yellow windows and their open doors came no note of apprehension-no intima- tion of suspicion. A medley of voices. now and then a laugh, din of scrap Ing feet. and the whine and boom of fddles gave out a careless chorus to the night
 Slowly. with an adept craft that hardly broke a twig underfoot, three of the new arrivals hitched their way forward to a point of vantage down near the road.
 They went croucbed low. holding to the shadows witL rifles thrust out
Tombstone epitaph., 1917-01-07
(Copyright by Charles Neville Buck-)

they ever got back. a narrative of frustrated effort They were bitterly angry and proportionately desperate. So as they clattered along the empty road, meeting no enemy whom they could shoot down in appeasement of their wrath. they satisfied themselves with raising their war cry for the ben eft of the sleeping cabins
 A little distance beyond Fletch Mo Nashs place lay crosst trail by which they might find a circuitous way back over the ridge. but it was too steep and broken to ride. They could make better time on foot over the "roughs, so there they abandoned their mounts and plunged into the timber. When the pursuers came up with the dis Carded horses they realized that fur ther effort in the nighttime would be bootless. Yet. since the heaying Hanks and panting nostrils of the horses testified that they had been only a few minutes late. they took a last chance and plunged into the thicket
 There a single defiant shot. sent from a long way up the hillside. was their only challenge. and their yolley of rep,y, fired al the flash. was merely a retort of hatred. But even in the isO- lation Of the hills certain news travels on wings, and the morning would find every cabin dweller wearing a face of grim and sullen realization. The phrase which Fletch McNash had whis- pered to his boy would travel to the headwaters of every fork, and the faces Of the women would once more wear the drawn misery of anxiety for their men
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SYNOPSIS.

Jusnita Holland. a Philadelphia young woman of wealth. on her journey with Der guide. Good Anse Talbott into the heart of the Cumberlands 70 become a teacher Of the mountain children. taints st the door Of Fetch AcSash's cabin. While resting there she overhcars a talk between Bad Auss HaYey. chief of his clan. and one of his henchmen that ac- 9ualnis her with the Hayey-M cB Briar feud. JGAnita has an improbable talk with Bad AEse and they become antagOnls-S. Cal Douglas Of the Havey clan Is on trial in Isr.l for the murder Of Noah Wyatt, a ScBriar. In the night JuAn!ta hears ieuclsis ride past the MCNash cabin. Iuanlta and Dawn McNEsa become friends Cal Douglas is acquitted Nash wyatt attempts 10 kin him but Is him self Killed by the Hayeys
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right fond of Little Nash, but haint complainin' none. He started trouble an he got hit"
 Again the dark giant paused; then he came to his point. His voice was regrstful, almost sad. but tinged with resignation.
 50 Little Nash is a-layin dead down thar, an DO McBriar durstnt venture down ter fotch his body home"
 He waved a hand toward the west, and the faces of his escort lowered They seemed the faces of men who "durst" go anywhere, but their chief went on.
 T knowed, Brother Talbot, thet ye sarves Almighty God, an thet thar haint no word ye carries but what all men will listen ter ye. so I've done come ter ye in behalf of Little Nashs nav, an his wimmenfolks. l lowed I'd ask ye ef ye'd ride down thar and fOtch home ther body?"
 The missionary nodded, and though he was trayel-stained and very tired he said: I'll start right now"
 Then Milt McBriar continued: An ef ye sees it, ye kin tell Anse Havey thet hain't suin' fer peace, but thet l hain; a-blamin' him nuther, an thet ef he wants ther truse ter go on I'm a.willin' ter hev hit thetaway. I hain't holdin' no grudge on account of last night"
 Juanita's eyes grew little misty as she thought of that desolated cabin where a mother and sisters were griev- ing for the boy who had been hot hearted" Even the sight of his older kinsmaS, who sat his horse with such composure while his eyes wandered on 10 the purple haze of the far noun tains, stirred in her an emotion of sympathy.
 Of course she knew nothing of the ten acres of bottom land" which were to be Little Nash's when Cal Douglas should have ceased to breathe. nor how 1t was covetousness and cold | thrift that sent him out with his rife | in the night. She only heard the Nc. | Briar say, I'm much obleeged;" and saw him turn his cayalcade east | The tired missionary started his mule west again, and she herself fol. | lowed the Widow Everson into the | cabin which was for the time to be her | home. When the widow left her she rummaged in her saddlebags and drew out a small leather case. She sat for a long while silent in her shuck-bot. | toned rocking chair, gazing wearily out at the west, where sunset fires were beginning to kindle, and where an old-rose haze was drowsing over the valley and glowing more brightly in the twisting ribbon of far-away stream. But her eyes came often back from the panorama out there to dwell a little wistfully on a photograph in the leather frame.
 It was the picture of the man she had sent away. Had he himself been there just then. with her courage al
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Grain at Minneapolis,

Minneapolis. Minn.-Flour - Fancy patents. l0c higher Quoted at S9.l0. Barley-77cu sLIO.
 Rye-sl27Il.2S
 Bran-s24 0Oa 2450
 Wheat-May, s1.74Iz; July. sLGS1s q1.6Sss. Cash. No l hard. s17ft2 Q I.791z: No. l northern, sl.71RaL741z; No. 2 northern, q 6Gjz Ml72i2.
 Corn-No 3 yellow, see SGl2c. Oats-No. white, 4S2. G49ac. F1ax-s2S2& a2S524.
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"l Gives Ye My Hand, Mil. mcsriar."

steps. The girl saw both squads lift ing the covered burden from the wag- on and carrying it around the road. where the other wagon waited. She believed that the feud was ended. but 1t is doubtful if either of the princi- pals whose hands had joined parted with great trust in the integrity of the others intentions. It is certain that one of them at least was already making plans for the future, not at all in accordance with that compact of peace.
 fTp RE COSTISI-EDA
Tombstone epitaph., 1917-01-07
CHAPTER VII.

IL was into this newly charged at mosphe:e that Juanita Holland and her missionary guide rode in the morn ing mists
 Good Anse Talbot was in many ways an inadequate ally. He was both narrow and illiterate, but he was ear nest.
 At last the girl rode resolutely up to her escorts saddle-skirts and asked: Brother Talbot, hadn't you better tell me what 1t all means?"
 The missionary lifted face that was almost haggard.
 Hit means" he said, with no idea of irrevereuce, "thet Satans got both underholts-an' God help this coun- try"
 Then he sketched for her the his tory of the feud and deduced conclu- sions from what they had both seen and heard.
 She listened with a sickening heart until he changed the subject and told her that the Widow Everson. with whom she was to stop, had a sizable house where she would be comfortable.
 At last the girl saw, still a long way of, a fertile little valley, where the corn seemed taller and richer than on the scattered coves. There. like a tiny matchbox, on Q high level near which the wall of mountain broke into a broad gateway. she could make out a house It was not of logs, but of brick. and stood in an inclosure that looked more like the Blue Grass than the mountains.
 Does ye see yon brick house nigh ther gap? Thet's Bad Anse's place. an over thar acrost thee ridge, three mile away by crow-fight an half. days ride by ther roads, is whar Nilt McBriar dwells. Ye kaint see hit from hyar."
 IL was almost sundOwn when they reached the house of the Widow Ever son, and at sight of the woman stand ing at the fence to meet them Juani- l ta's heart took strength. This house was not Of logs, but Of undressed boards, with gayly painted window and door frames of red, and although two days ago she would have called it mean, she had revised her views enough to regard it now as almost magnificent.
 The widow dwelt here with her two sons. and the trio, by virtue of great diplomacy. had succeeded in maintain, | ing neutrality throughout the strife The comforts of the place were such as must serve to give contentment where teaming is arduous and the | mail carrier comes twice a week, but | cleanliness dwelt there and homely l cheer Of sort.
 Before they had yet entered the house the girl saw a horseman ap ! preaching with an escort of several ! men who carried rifles balanced across their pommels. They came from the east. and though Juanita did not know who they were, she recognized the cen tral rider, himself unarmed, to be a person of consequence.
 He was tall, and under his faded coat his rather lean figure fell into ar attitude of well-muscled strength de spite his fullness of years.
 ""Evenin'. ma'am," said the new conner. No. hain't a-goin' ter light I jest heered thet Brother Talbott wal a-comin' over hyar. an l wanted speech with him"
 The missionary nodded.
 "An right, Milt" he said, and tn, girl knew. as she had already suspect ed, that here was a second of her chic enemies.
 ''I reckon ye all knows what hap pened last night" she heard him say ing slowly. Hit war a pity, an
Tombstone epitaph., 1917-01-07
Metal Market Values

Bar silver, s0.75z. spelter, per 100 lbs, St Louis, s99S; lead, per 100 lbs, x. r., s7.5O; copper. casting, s311211.
 Boulder, Colo.-Tungsten concen. trates. coz, SIS per unit. Crude ores, GO%, SIS: 25cc, s94OTl2OO; lO%, $s 70d 5000 per unit.
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Vegetables.
MISCELLANEOUS MARKETS.
Cotton Market.

New -CoJtCn-January 1850: March. 1886: May, TYPO; July, I745; October. l5C5.
 Middling upland. 16.9).
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Kansas City Produce.

Kansas City, -Butter-Cream- cry. 4Oi4c: firsts, 39c; seconds. BIC; packing, 2Sc
 Eggs-Firsts, 29c.
 Poultry - Hens. 16Izc; roosters, i21zc; turkeys, 24c.
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Fruit.

Apples. Colo, fancy, box sI.00G2OO
 Pears. Colo, winter. box. 2.5003O0
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Creameries. cx. lst grade, ID. .3S 939 Creameries, 2d grade. Ib.......34u35 Process ................... 3i Packing stock ............. 27
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HAY AND GRAIN MARKET.
F. O. B. Denver. Carload Price.
 Nav

Hay.
 Buying Prices. Colorado upland, per ton.sl4.v04 c 15.OO Nebraska upland. per ton l2.OG4 1900 Second bottom Colorado
 and Nebraska. per ton. 1150q12.50 Timothy, per ton......... l6.OO917.O0 Alfalfa, per ton......... 1l0QQl2.00 South Park, choice, per
 ton ................... I7OO4ISO0 san Luis Valley, per ton. 145OG15.50 Gunnison Valley, per ton. I5.5OG 1850 Straw, per ton......... 4V0U 800
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Live Poultry.
Eqqs

Eggs. graded No. 1 net, r. O. B.
 beaver .......-.......... 3o EgGs, graded No. ? net, F. O. E.
 Deaver ...................... 30 Eggs, case count. misc. cases,
 less commission .......... 1I.0G
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Grain.

Wheat, ch. mill, 100 lbs, buying. .s2.50 Rye, Colo. bulk, loo lbs, buying. l75 Oats, Nebraska, 100 lbs, buying. 2,tO Colorado oats, bulk, buying ..... l.So Corn chop. sack, selling ......... l93 Corn in sack. selling. 1.90 Bran, Colorado, per loo lbs, sell
 ing ..o.......'...............I.5 I.5O
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LATE MAR K E. T O U TATi N $
DENVER MARKETS.
Cattle.

Cattle. Steers. (hay fed, good 10
 choice .................s .-5 [ ; S%0 Steers thay fed, fair to
 good .................... C.I54 I21 Steers, grassers, good 10
 choice .................. IvOI S.2S Steers. grassers, fair 10
 good .................. 6.5OG7.OO Heifers. prime ............ C15uI choice .................. 6.25g7o0 Cows Clhay fed, fair to
 good .................... 5.5Og62o Cows, grassers lgood) ..... 6.25Q6.to Cows, grassers tfair) 5.3OS6.2o Cows, Canners ............ iOv4 o.21 Veal calves ...... 7.5OH8.5J Bulls ................... 45OG5.5O Feeding COWS ............ 45Ou 5.5O Breeding heifcrs .......... o.25I 7.6O Feeders and stOckers, good
 to choice ............... 700Q775 Feeders and stockers, fair
 to good ................ G.Oo9ZOO Feeders and stOckers, com
 mon 10 faiT........,..... J.I0 q C.25
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Hogs.
Sheep.

Good Hogs ..............s .slo.V5H l9.AO
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right fond of Little Nash, but haint complainin' none. He started trouble an he got hit"
 Again the dark giant paused; then
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
GERMAN DARING AIDS
CREW OF H0USAT0N|C
Submarine Commander Sails
Near British War Vessels
Towing Grew of Amer
cans.

Penzance, Eng, Feb. 5.-Captain En-
son. of New York, master of the Amer
lean merchantmen Housatonic. today
gave the Associated Press the follow
ing account of the sinking of his ves-
sci taken from his log:
AT 1920 O'CLOCK on Saturday we saw
a submarine flying no colors. about 20
yards astern. She fired two shots, the
SECOND passing close to the ship and
striking the water just ahead. We
stopped the engines and then reversed
them. We were ordered to take u
papers aboard the submarine.
when | boarded the submarine the
commander at first spoke in German.
but being told that it was not under
stood, he spoke in perfect English.
Protests Are Useless.
"T find the vessel is loaded with
grain for London. 1t is my duty to
sink her.
II protested vigorously. The COM
mander at first took notice n then
explained. You are carrying food
stuffs to an enemy of my country and,
though j am sorry, it is my duty to
sink YOU
II asked to be lowed landward but
the commander said it was impossible
because the vicinity was full of British
warships. / again protested, to no pur-
pOSC, tI5dlIISI IIIc SllihIitS " llS sup,
saying it was a deliberate act against
a friendly power. He was Indifferent
to my protests.
H then gave the signal to my crew
to abandon ship. After his signal was
answered from the ship he hoisted the
German flag for the first time. He
kept the ships papers.
Then his third officer boarded the
Housatonic, descended to the engine
room With a hammer, smashed off sew
eral seacocks. After removing several
matches. he ordered all on board to take
to the boats. Before he returned to the
submarine. L asked this officer to use
his influence to induce the commander
to TOW us towards the land. He agreed.
THE ship was torpedoed at 1880
o'clock on the starboard side, the com
n taking camera pictures as she
sank. He then threw us a tow line
and towed us to the northward. The
H%ousatonic disappeared in 20 min
utes. The submarine lowed us until
o'clock when we approached a British
patrol boat. The submarine disap-
peared after attracting attention to us
by firing a shot"
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
MOTHER! LOOK At
CH|LOS TONGUE
If cross, feverish, constipated,
give california Syrup
of Figs"

A laxative today saves a sick child
tomorrow. Children Simply will not
take the time from play to empty their
bowels, which become clogged up with
waste, liver gets sluggish; stomach
sour.
Look ut the tongue, mother! If coat
ed, or Your child is l~istless, cross. few
erish, breath bad. restless, doesn't eat
heartily, full of cold or has sore throat
or amy other children's ailment, give a
t%easpoonful of california Syrup of
Figs" then don't worry, because it is
perfectly harmless, and in a few hours
all this constipation poison, sour bile
and ~ferlnenting waste will gently
move out of the bowels, and you have
Il we'll, playful child again. A thor
ough inside cleansing" is ofttimes all
that is necessary. 1t should be the
first treatment given in any sickness.
Beware Of counterfeit fig syrups.
Ask at the store for a O-cent bottle of
california Syrup of Figs" which has
full directions for babies, children Of
all ages and for grown-ups plainly
printed ON the bottle. Adv.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
BOMBS LEFT
FOR MALONE

Washington. Feb. 6-Collector of
Port Malone, at New York reported to
the treasury department today that he
had found a bomb under the steps of
his home.
New York, Feb. 5.-Prior to the re-
ceipt of the news from Washington
that a bomb had been found under the
steps of Mr.. Malone's home. a report
was current here that a bomb had been
foun in the custom house in MIR. Ma
lone's office on Saturday. This report
and all knowledge of any attempt On
Mr.. Malone's life vas emphatically de-
MED by DEPUTY Collector Stewart,
speaking for Mr.. Malone. He said a
statement would be given out later.
A. report was current that the incident
reported by Mr.. Malone occurred today
and that he had snuffed the fuse of
the bomb with his fingers. after find
ing it on the steps of his home.
The bomb reported to nave been
planted in the custom house on Sat
urday was said to a been discov-
cred in the room Immediately under
MIR. Malone's private office. in which
he was at work. 1t was said that en-
ployes mad discovered it and extin-
guished it's fuse.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
Forsakjno Rank. Of piken.

Booth darlington, while in New
York recently spending some OF the
proceeds of Seventeen" was discuss.
ing the subject of debt with II play.
wright friend, known for impecunious.
ness.
about twelve hundred dollars would
sec me clear of debt" said the play.
wright. "And I tell YOU. lark, If ]
ever get out of debt once III never get
twelve hundred dollars in the hole
again. 1t will be twelve thousand dol.
lars mex time. No more piker game
for me-"
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16

London, Feb. 5.-It is officially announced that Richard
lace, an American seaman belonging at Baltimore. was killed il
shening of the boats which left the sinking British steamer E
tone, sunk today by a German submarine.
The official statement says that the survivors of the Eveas
who were landed today report that their ship was sunk by shell
from a German submarine, that the crew abandoned the sinking
sci and that the submarine then shelled the boats in which they
refuge, killing the captain and three seamen and severely woun
the second mate.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
81, Don't Know"

There is always hope for the girl
who is not afraid to say, 81 don't
know" provided, of course, that she
wants to know. If this ayowal of ig-
orance is also an expression of indif-
ference. she is no better off than the
girl who tries to look intelligent when
IL subject is being discussed of which
She is entirely ignorant. No one will
attempt to- enlighten the girl who pre-
tends to know it all. The wisest way
to find out about the mysteries which
puzzle o is to be ready to say, II
don't kncw.'-Girls Companion.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16

A postal card to Garfield Tea Co., Brook
lyn, N. Y, asking for a sample will re-
pay you.-Adv.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
Cottage for Christmas Gift.

The Christmas gift of a Los Angeles
(Cal.) man, i'll in 81 hospital, was a
completely furnished cottage which 81
friends built for him In one day, com.
pleting their work by the light of a
powerful motorcar lamp. All the
workmen were fellow members will,
their friend of n fraternal insurance
order. Their sick man is the sole sup.
port of IN eighty-three-year-old
mother.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-02-16
Liqhtenjno the Burden.

"Do you approve of prohibition?"
".Yes," replied Uncle Bill Bottletop.
with the present high cos of food~1
dunno as it's sensible to try to take
care of q hunger an a thirst both al
once"