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The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06
Value of Pack Already This Year Greatly Exceeds
 Whole of Last
 Year.
GIVE OFFICIAL FIGURES
Custom House Report Shows Value so Far Reaches Sun of
 $28, ,000, 0,000.

According to reports issued by the customs house officials today the value of the canned salmon shipped from Alaska during September and so far in October exceeds the total value of the entire amount shipped last year While the production in pounds is less, the increased valua- tion of this years product brings the total valuation way up.
 Customs Collector J. F. Pugh stat ed today that during September the value of the salmon shipped amount ed to $13,945.236, and that so far this month salmon in excess of $S,- 0OO,OO0 had been shipped, making a total of nearly $22,000,000. The entire value of last years pack in Alaska was but little over $21,000- 000 So far this year salmon to the value of $2S, 5000, 900 has been shipped south, and it is known that several million dollars worth of the Alaska pack has not been shipped yet. The value of the pack this year will ex- ceed $30,00O,000.
 The value of the total exports from Alaska for the month of Sep tember was nearly as much as the entire value of the canned salmon pack from Alaska last year
 During the month of August the value of exports from Alaska amount ed to $5,395,323, not including the exports of gold. For September the grand total of exports amounted to $20, ,20S,256. The itemized report as :.a,,nd fnlloxc.
The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06

CHICAGO, Oct. 5. - The first game of the Worlds champion ship baseball series began here this afternoon. The following is the line up:
The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06

Old papers for sals at Tte Empire sGRcs. Second and Main ssrests.
The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06
NEW YORK NATIONALS

NEW 1V0A NAx1VNAlo Burns-Left Field. Herzog-Second Base. Kauff-Center Field. Zimmerman-Third Base. Fletcher-Short Stop. Robertson-Right Field. Moltke-First Base. McCarty-Catcher. Salle-Pitcher.
The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06

FIRST INNING. New York at bat Burns singled but Herzog and Kauff flied out to Jackson. Zim- merman flied to Felsch, retiring the side Chicago: John Collins singled and McMullen sacrificed Fletcher threw Collins out at 1st. Jackson flied to Hcrzog.
 SECOND INNING. New York: Fletcher fouled to Candil; Cicotte tossed Robertson out at first: Holke singled; Cicotte caught Holke off first For Chicago. Felsch flied to Fletcher; Zimmerman threw Can dil out on first; Selles. tossed Weav- CT out on first.
 THIRD INNING. New York: Me Carthy flied to Felsch; Sales fouled to Weaver and Burns walked. Her ZOE singled and Kauff flied to Can dil. Chicago: Zimmerman threw Schalk out at first .Cicotte singled; John Collins singled; Cicotte out going to third; McMullen fouled and Collins scored and Eddie Col lins fouled to Fletcher, retiring the side.
 FOURTH INNING. New York. Zimmerman fouled to Schalk; Mullen threw Fletcher out at first; Robertson doubled; McMullen threw Holke ont at First. Chicago-Jack- son fouled to Burns: Felsh hit the ball for a home run; Sallee threw Gandil out at first; Weaver fouled to Burns.
 FIFTH INNING. New York: Me Carthy tripled and Salles singled. scoring Mccarthy. making New York's only score. Burns hit into a double. Weaver to Collins to Can dil. Herzog famed. Chicago Schalk grounded to Holke; Sallee threw Cicotte out at first and Col lins grounded to Holke.
 SIXTH INNING. Kauff famed; Zimmerman flied to Candil; Fletcher flied to Jackson Chicago: Herzog threw Mullen out at first. Eddie
The Alaska daily empire., 1917-10-06
CHICAGO AMERICANS

CHICAGO AMERICANS J. Collins-Right Field. McMullen-Third Base. E. Collins--Second Base. Jacobson-Left Field. Felsch-Center Field. Gandil-First Base. Weaver-Short Stop. Schalk-Catcher. Cicotte-Pitcher.
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Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
(THE END.)
KAKAP0S TAKEN IN SHARES
Simple Trick That Is Resorted To by
New ZeaIanders to Trap These
Wary Birds.

The New Zealand kakapo, or large
parrot, with all it's credit for brains,
allows itself to be caught in a very
simple manner. In the dusk of the
early dawn the Maoris, carrying tame
kakapos tied to long sticks, set off to-
hunt. These are the call birds used
to attract by their screams the large
hocks of kakapos flying overhead.
While one Maori tethers the call birds
by the leg and sets them screaming to.
the full extent of their lusty lungs, an
other cuts as many perches as there
are men in the hunting party from the
ne1ghboring bush. By means of flax
bands these are dashed firmly to differ
ent parts of little hut or WHARF lin
which the hunters secrete themselves),
SO as to act as perches for the unsus-
pecting birds. Each perch is so fixed
that it can be drawn down into the
WHARF through the roof. On the perches
are placed running nooses of fax, and
when all is prepared each Maori sits
quietly within the WHARF with his fax
coru IN MS hand ready to pull at the
right moment. The call birds are then
disturbed by means OF long stick, and
presently a large flock Of parrots, hear
ing their cries, wheel down and settle
with a great chattering in the adjacent
trees. One by one they fly and set
tie ON the perches of the WHARF to hold
converse with the call birds, and when
every perch is occupied Maori gives
the signal and the nooses are pulled.
The hubbub of screaming and scoding
as each perch with it's captured parrot
is drawn down into the WHARF can be
best imagined. 1t is only equaled by
the frantic excitement of the Maoris
as they grasp the birds by the neck
and throw them aside dead.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09

a. NiONh pOlhlCu vi
two. He went through the door into
the vestibule, looked around, passed
up the steps into the bank. The clerks
were at their desks, apparently busy
But they showed nervousness. The
cashier paled at sight of Duane. There
were men-the rangers-crOuching
down behind the low partition. All
the windows had been removed from
the iron grating before the desks.
The safe was closed. There was no
money in sight. A customer came in,
spoke to the cashier, and was told to
come tomorrow.
Duane returned to the door. BE
could see far down the street, out
into the country. There he waited,
and minutes were eternities. He saw
no person near him; he heard no
sound. He was insulated in his un-
natural strain.
At a few minutes before half past
two dark, compact body of horsemen
appeared far down, turning into the
road. They came at sharp trot-
group that would have attracted
attention anywhere at any time. They
came n little faster as they entered
town; then faster still now they were
four blocks away, now three, now two.
Duane backed down the middle Of the
vestibule, up the steps, and halted
in the center of the wide doorway.
There seemed to be a rustling in his
ears through which pierced sharp,
ringing clip-clop Of iron hoofs. He
could see only the corner of the street.
But suddenly into that shot lean
limbed dusty bay horses. There was
a Gathering Of nervous hoofs pulled
to halt.
Duane saw the tawny Poggin speak to
his companions. He dismounted quickly.
They followed suit. They had the man.
ner of ranchers about to conduct some
business. No guns showed. Poggin
started leiSurely for the bank door,
quickening step little. The others,
close together, came behind him.
Blossom Kane had bag in his left
hand. Jim Fletcher was left at the
curb, and he had already gathered up
the brides.
Poggin entered the vestibule first,
with Kane on one side, Boldt on the
other, a little in the rear.
AS he strobe in he saw Duane.
"Hell's Fire!" he cried.
Something inside Duane burst, pierre
ing all of him with cold. Was it that
fear?
Buck Duanew echoed Kane.
One instant Poggin looked up and
Duane looked down.
Like striking jaguar Poggin mov-
ed. Almost as quickly Duane threw
his arm.
The guns doomed almost together.
Duane felt a blow just before he
pulled trigger. His thoughts came
fast, like the strange dots before his
eyes. His raising gun had loosened
in his hand. POggin had drawn quick
err! A tearing agony encompassed his
breast. He pulled-pulled-a ran
dom. Thunder Of booming shots all
about him! Red flashes, jets of
smoke, shrill yells! He was sinking.
The end; yes, the end! With fading
sight he saw Kane go down, then
Boldt. But supreme torture, bitterer
than death, Poggin stood, name like
lions, back to the wall, bloody-faced,
grand, with his guns spouting red!
All faded, darkened. The thunder
deadened. Duane fell, seemed float
ing. There it drifted-Ray Long
streth's sweet face, white, with dark,
tragic eyes. fading from his sight
fading fading :.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
Shall the Court Rule on ReIioion2

The woolly-headed Uncle Rasmus
was accused Of disturbing the peace.
Officer Mort Rudolph explained 1t as
follows:
Your honor, this man was running
up and down the Mill River road. way-
Ing his arms and yelling at the top of
his voice, and otherwise raising the
mischief, at half past one in the MORN
ing. The people of that district COM
planned, and they had a perfect right
to-"
The judge frowned at Rasmus, who
didn't seem to be particularly worried.
"What do you mean by such unbe-
coming conduct" his honor demanded.
Religion, jedge," was the response.
Religion! Are you a Holy Roller,
or something like that? / have relig-
ion, Rasmus, but don't get I'D at
midnight and tell everybody about it."
Oats des' de diffunce, Judge. /
amt ashamed OBJ mine. Case and
Comment.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
CHAPTER XVII.

Light shone before Duanes eyes
thick, strange light that came and
went. For a long time dull booming
sounds rushed by, filling all. 1t was a
dream in which there was nothing
drifting under burden; darkness.
light, sound, movement; and vague,
obscure sense of time-time that was
very long. There was fire-creeping,
consuming fire. A dark cloud of flame
enveloped him, rolled him away.
He saw then, dimly, room that was
strange, strange people moving about
over him, with faint voices, far away,
things In dream. He saw again,
clearly, and consciousness returned,
still unreal, still strange, full of those
vague and far-away things. Then he
was not dead. He lay stiff, like a
stone, with a weight ponderous as q
mountain upon him and all his bound
body racked in slow, dull-beating
agony.
A woman's face lowered over him,
white and tragic-eyed, like one of his
old haunting phantoms, yet sweet
and eloquent. Then mans face bent
over him, looked deep into his eyes,
and seemed to whisper from a dis
lance: "Duane-Duane! All, he
knew me-"
After that there was another long
interval Of darkness. When the light
came again, clearer this time, the
same earnest-faced man bent over him.
1t was MacNelly. And with recogni-
ton the past flooded back.
Duane tried to speak. His lips were
weak, and he could scarcely move
them.
"Poggin!" he whispered. His first
real conscious thought was for Poggin.
Ruling passion-eternal instinct
"Poggin is dead. Duane; shot to
pieces" replied MacNelly, solemnly.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
THE LONE STAR RANGER
This story about the Texas Plains People By ZANE GREY

| What fight he made! He killed two
of my men, wounded others. God he
was tiger. He used up three guns
before we downed him."
"Who--got-away?"
FLETCHER, the man with the horses.
We downed all the others. Duane. the
jobs done-it's done! Why, man,
you're"
What of-Of-her."
Miss Longstreth has been almost
constantly at your bedside. She help
ed the doctor. She watched your
wounds. And, Duane, the other night,
when you sank low-so low-I think
it was her spirit that held yours
back. oh, she's a wonderful girl.
Duane, she never gave up, never lost
her nerve for moment. Well, we're
going to take you home, and she'll go
with us. Colonel Longstreth left for
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
BIZ ZANE GREY

do. You'll forget there You'll learn
to love my home. It's beautiful old
place. There are groves where the
gray moss blows all day and the night
ingales sing all night"
my darlingr cried Duane. broken
ly. mo, no, mol"
Yet he knew in his heart that he
was yielding to her, that he could not
resist her moment longer. What
was this madness of love?
"Well be happy" she whispered.
"Oh, know. Come come come %
Her eyes were closing, heavy-lidded,
and she lifted sweet tremulous, wait
ing lips.
With bursting heart Duane bent to
them. Then he held her, close pressed
to him, while with dim eyes he looked
out over the line of low hills in the.
west, down where the sun was setting
gold and red, down over the Nueces
and the wild brakes of the Rio Grande
which he was never to see again.
1t was in this solemn and exalted
moment that Duane accepted happi-
ness and faced new life, trusting this
brave and tender woman to be strong
er than the dark and fateful passion
that had Swallowed his past.
| 1t would come back-that wind Of
flame, that madness to forget, that
driving relentless instinct for blood.
1t would come back with those pale,
drifting, haunting faces and the ac-
cusing fading eyes, but all his life,
always between them and him, render
ing them powerless, would be the faith
and love and beauty of this noble
woman.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09

mind the image of Poggin-Poggin had
sent the cold sickness of fear to his
marrow. There was horrible thrill
In his sudden remembrance that
Poggin likewise had been tainted with
fear of him. The dark tide over
whelmed Duane, sud when he left
the room he was derce, implacabl-,
steeled to any outcome, quick like a
panther, somber as death, in the thrall
Of this strange passion.
There was no excitement In the
street. He crossed to the bank corner.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
She Was Leading an Old Lady.

Louisiana right after the fight. !
advised 1t. There was great excite
ment. 1t was best for him to leave"
Have I-a-chance-to recovery"
"Chance? Why man." exclaimed the
captain, you'll get well! You'll pack
sight Of lead all your life. But you
can stand that. Duane, the whole
Southwest knows your story. You
need never again be ashamed of the
name Buck Duane. The brand out
law Is washed out. Texas believes
you've been a secret ranger all the
time. You're hero. And now think
of home, your mother, of this noble
girl-of your future"
The rangers took Duane home to
Wellston.
A railroad had been built since
Duane had gone into exile. Wellston
had grown. A noisy crowd surround
ed the station. but it stilled as Duane
was carried from the train.
A sea Of faces pressed close. Some
were faces he remembered-schoo
mates, friends, old neighbors. There
was an uplifting of many hands.
Duane was being welcomed home to
the town from which he had fled. A
deafness within him broke. This well
come hurt him somehow, quickened
him; and through his cold being, his
weary mind, passed a change. His
sight dimmed.
Then there was white house, his
old home. How strange, yet how real |!
His heart beat fast. Had so many,
many years passed? Familiar yet
strange 1t was, and all seemed magni-
fed.
They carried him in, these ranger
comrades, and laid him down, and
lifted his head upon pillows. The
house was still, though full of people.
Duane's gaze sought the open door.
Someone entered-a tall girl in
white, with dark wet eyes and a light
upon her face. She was leading an
old lady, gray-haired, austere-faced,
somber and sad. His mother! She
was feeble, but she walked erect. She
was pale, shaking, yet maintained her
dignity.
Then someone in white uttered a
low cry and knelt by Duanes bed.
His mother flung wide her arms with
strange gesture.
"This man! They've not brought
back my boy. This mans his father |!
Where is my son? My son-oh, my
son |"
When Duane grew stronger 1t was
pleasure to lie by the west window
and watch Uncle Jim white his stick
and listen to his talk. The old man
was broken now. He told many in
teresting things about people Duane
had known-people who had grown up
and married, failed, succeeded, gone
away, and died. But 1t was hard to
keep Uncle Jim off the subject of
guns, outlaws, fights. He could not
seem to divine how mention of these
things hurt Duane. Uncle Jim was
childish now, and he had great pride
In his nephew. He wanted to hear
of all of Duane's exile. And IL there
was one thing more than another that
pleased him 1t was to talk about the
bullets which Duane carried In his
body.
give bullets. amt it?" he asked,
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
Out Of IL.

Deed no, sab, can't jine no army"
but your country needs you, Ras-
tus." ~
Cant help dat. It's impossible"
"Why impossible, Rastus?"
"WeH, you see, my oil woman has
been ovah to de police cot an put me
unner bonds to keep de peace. No,
sab, can't do no fighting, nohow."-
Boston Transcript.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09

duane suddenly thought she was
going to faint. He OWNED then that
| she had understood him, would have
denied him nothing, not even her life,
in that moment. But she was over
come, and he suffered a pang of regret
at his unrestraint.
Presently she recovered, and she
drew only the closer, and leaned upon
him with her face upturned.
He felt her hands on his, and they
were soft. clinging, strong, like steel
under velvet. He felt the rise and
fall, the warmth of her breast. A tre-
NOR ran over him. He tried to draw
back. and if he succeeded a little her
form swayed with him, pressing closer.
She held her face up, and he was COM
PEELED to look. It was wonderful now !:
white, yet glowing, with the red lips
parted, and dark eyes alluring. But
that was not all. There was passion,
unquenchable spirit, woman's resolve,
deep and mighty.
II love you, Duane!" she said. "For
my sake don't go out to meet this out
law face to face. It's something wild
in you. Conquer it if you love me-"
Duane became suddenly weak, and
when he did take her into his arms
again he scarcely had strength to lift
her to seat beside him. She seemed
more than a dead weight. Her calm
ness had fled. She was throbbing, pal
plating, quivering, with hot, wet
cheeks and arms that chung to him
like vines. She lifted her mouth to
him, whispering, kiss mew She
meant to change him, hold him.
Duane bent down, and her arms
went round his neck and drew him
close. With his lips on hers he seemed
to float away. That kiss closed his
eyes, and he could not lift his head.
He sat motionless, holding her, blind
and helpless, wrapped in sweet, dark
glory. She kissed him-one long, end
less kisS-or else a thousand times.
Her lips, her wet cheeks, her hair, the
softness, the fragrance of her, the ten
der clasp of her arms, the swell of
her breast-all these seemed to inclose
him.
Duane could not put her from him.
He yielded to her lips and arms,
watching her, involuntarily returning
her caresses, sure now of her intent,
fascinated by the sweetness of her,
bewildered, almost lost. That was
what it was to be loved by woman.
His years of outlawry had blotted out
any boyish love he might have known.
This was what he had to give up
all this wonder Of her sweet person,
this strange fire he feared yet
loved, this mate his deep and tortured
soul recognized. Never until that
moment had he OWNED the meaning
of a woman to man. That meaning
was spiritual in that he saw there
might have been for him, under hap
pier circumstances, a life of noble
deeds lived for such a woman.
Don't go! Don't got" she cried,
as he started violently.
Il must. Dear, good-by. Remember
loved your
He pulled her hands loose from his,
stepped back.
"Ray, dearest-I believe-Pll come
back" he whispered.
These last words were falsehood.
He reached the door, gave one last
piercing glance to fix forever in men,
DRY that white face with its dark,
staring, tragic eyes.
"Duanew
He fled with that moan like thunder,
death, hell in his ears. To forget her,
to get back his nerve, he forced into
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-09
A Barharian

"Of course, you mustn't miss that
celebrated violinist," said Mrs. Cum.
rox.
II suppose not" replied her husband
"as long as you and the girls say he
has such reputation. But wish that
instead of listening to his kind of mu-
sic l could see him in the moving pic.
lures"
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1917-05-29
MlSS0URIAN GETS
PHILIPPINE JOB
WASHINGTON. May 29.-Charles
Emmet Yeatcr of Missouri was today
nominated vice.GovcrnOr OF the Phil.
IiDincs.

n. II. Alvey, who spent several days
here as th" guest of Mr.. and Mrs
+. u. HaZelton, departed for the east
yesterday on the Overland limited.
Mr.. Avcy is one of the principal Off
GERS OF the France Premier Electrical
company. of Cleveland. Ohio. one of
the leading concerns of its kind in the
United States. Mr.. Alvey has six
thousand men working under him.
and IL is needless 10 say that he is
very busy man. but he finds time
occasionally to write magazine stOr.
( les. His last story. THE Emigrant,
/ was published in 4 recent issue of The
/ Country Gentleman. II was inspired
by a hCrculean Swcde that he met on
an ocean voyage. Mr.. Alvey is a very
brilliant and charming gentleman and
in his short visit here he made my
friends who will always he glad to
welcome his return. Although AN
eastern man he is thoroughly west.
Crnizcd and lover of western demo.
cracy When leaving he remarked
! that Elko would always hold warm
place in his heart.
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1917-05-29
JUDGE C. C. GOODWIN
SEWERS HIS CONNECTIONS
WITH GooDWIN's WEEKLY

An announcement received -
. this morning says that Judge c. .
. c. Goodwin's contributions TO .
. Goodwin's Weekly. published at .
. Salt Lake City. have ceased. .
. With the many friends of that =,
. paper we are very sorry. for .
o without the editorials of Judge .
- Goodwin that paper will be like .
- the body of an old friend whose .
o spirit has departed. .
. There is not a man living out .
. side OF the state OF Nevada, .
Q nor within il FOR that matter. .
. more loved and honored by the .
. people of this state than Judge .
. Goodwin. Nor is there one for .
. whose opinions. on matters poll .
o tical and otherwise. there is .
. held more wholesome respect. =
. In all this Great Basin there is =
. not one who has moulded public q
. opinion like he. Other great q
o writers may come to Goodwin's Z
o Weekly. but Judge Goodwin's Z
. place will never be filled. q
o We are glad to announce that q
O the judge will soon be associat- q
. ed with new publication. In q
. il Nevada will have warm q
o friend, for Judge Goodwin spent Z
o many OF his best years in this 4
Q state and he loves it well. When 4
. he writes of his old friends of
. the ComStoCk days il is then
. that his great heart is laid bare 4
O II ia needless to say that
. Judge Goodwin's infant publica-
o ton will at once spring into 4
. great popularity. We await it's
. advent with great pleasure.
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1917-05-29
CROCKER LAND
EXPEDITION IS
SAFE At ETAH
Macmillan and Other Members
of This Party Went Into
ACtiC in 1913

NEW YORK. May 29.--Donald Mac.
milan the explorer. and other mem
bers OF the Crocker Land expedition
went into the Actric in 1913. are safe
al Etah. on the northwest coast of
Greenland. according to telegram
received by the American Museum OF
Natural History.
ship sent out to the relief OF this
marty last year was disabled. Al.
though the relief ship Cluct was dis.
abled at North Star Bay. Dr. +. o.
Hovey. leader OF the expedition that
went To the relief of Donald Macmil.
Ian, succeeded in reaching the orig.
inal party at Etah. At that time ne
brought away four members of the
party and the most important of the
records.
The CrOcker Land committee last
fall sent out another ship. the Daen.
mark. 10 pick up tn" other members
OF the party.