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The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
More Trouble Brewing
For ID. A. R. Members

IL or lDe A. lNo GVISIIaDGIS
 IF there is any truth in rumors that H have recently been permitted to reach masculine ears, the national D.. 4. R. convention in Washington next April is going to be stormy affair The campaign managers of two women who will be candidates in the president-general contest, Mrs. George c. Squires of St. Paul, and Mrs. George Thatcher Guernsey of Independence, Kan, are reported to have arrived in the national capital armed with entrenching tools, gas bombs, hand grenades and all the paraphernalia of horrendous war.
 In order to get the scalp, so to speak, of Mrs. John Miller Horton of Buffalo, they have raised the issue that none but state regent or na- tional officer should be elected pres ident- general. Mrs. Horton's support CTS have accepted the challenge and a.have "put over" neat political trick by showing chapter regents and dele gatS&. to the convention that they mi gE some day have their own am bitions nipped in the bud if the ruling is enforced.
 All in all, the convention promises to be exciting. The candidates are tout for blood" Ladies should never fight, but, alas! they keep on doing it and the D. A. R. members have no nionopo'v in that respect.
 Routes For tlae
 Jacksona Highway
 m HE directors of the Jackson High way association, at special meeting held in Birmingham yester- day, acted wisely and in accordance with strong public sentiment when they broadened their plans so as to include as a branch of the official Highway the route through Alabama.
 The pathfinders' committee, after making two scout trips through Ala bama and Mississippi, recommended the Mississippi route by the way of Florence, and the report of that com- mittee was adopted. There was dis appointment not only in this state but in states north of us that middle Alabama was not included in the route, and in view of the solid claims of Alabama the board of directors thought it only fair to reopen ''the case" and consider the proposition to establish branch route which would bring the highway through Birming- ham, Montgomery and other cities of tourist interest.
 Yesterdays meeting was in every respect representative and after thor ough deliberation it was decided to make branch route running through Huntsville, Gadsden, Birmingham Montgomery and Selma.
 Tho route which Miss Alma Kitten herry originally proposed from Nash. vile to the gulf included Decatur anc Cullman. Representatives of these cities attended the Birmingham meet iuR, but the board felt as if it would not do to distribute favors promis cuously and decided in line with pre- DondsEating opinion.
 ~ The Age-Herald said when thu Jackson highway route south of Nash vflle was the pending question Hlssissippi or Alabama-no matter il our good neighbor-state "got thu ioeinlou," automobile tourists from <zkaonao and ell along the line would
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
GOoD ROADS

From the New York Telegram
 The recent introduction of automobiles into St. Thomas, one of the Danish. West Indies that Uncle Sam is trying to buy, has aroused interest in the good roads movement there.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12

BEGINNING THE DAY--o Eon, take away my fear of failure. stay this palsy, which kills tomorrow and today with one dread stroKe' T~u me that | am a part or Thy great plan and that Thy plans never fail. Tell me that no man fails who is honest and faithfnA m Iii. work. No man falls who hs Thfne.--H. M. E.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
Blr1ningham Gre.t plaee

Tt does not matter where I should ever live or how many friends should ever make anywhere else, shall always con- slider Birmingham home and the greatest place in the world" said Charles A. Stillman of Illinois, who has been making a short visit here. Everybody else feels just like I do about Birmingham, too, I think I was particularly impressed with this fact when attended the steel insti- ute held in St. Louis recently. The men were all asking about Birmingham and different friends they made here, and every one of them wished for another in- vitation to hold the institute here. think that was great compliment to the hos pitality of Birmingham people. as well as a big boost for the town"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
ADRIFT WITH THE AESAEsO
NEAKNESS.

WEAKNESS. NnMoN .eq' What have we he . a,. "A group of savant human race cuss the foibles of tho ...u, thsv are "wenl weni 1ncideA, ,,,o, .,ovs the showing themselves not common herd" 'swhat do you mean?r "They dropped everything to M newspaper photographer" @. A
 SOOTHING A sUFFRAGIsr M Z Hush, little woman.
 Don't you cry;
 You'll get the ballot
 By and by.
 JUST FOR FUN. ''The Calder girls have decided to take up settlement work" That's good. It's encouraging to- aes society buds with serious turn ns thought"
 'Um, yes. But they seem to think it's going to be larR.''
 WORKS BOTH WAYS. "scriblets, the author, says he drinks quantities of strong black coffee while writing book" Wherein we have a curious example of cause and effect" 'aow is that?' sT would have to consume quantities of { strong black coffee to keep from falling asleep while reading one of his books"
 PAUL COOK.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
Praises Age-Herald Writer

.'The Herald has very clever writer on it's staff,' said Dr. s. H. Clark of Chicago yesterday before leaving for his winter vacation, which he will spend in California. T refer to the very bright
 woman who writes under the nom de plume of Dolly Dalrymple. She makes no notes, I notice, and yet in the hurried conversation which she had with me she got the ideas expressed remarkably we'll
 "I appreciated her kind reference to Barrett H. Clark, my son, whom regard as better dramatist than myself have enjoyed my visit to Birmingham, and am the Drama league here"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
NOT MUCH
,a New York Telegram.

From the New York Telegram.
 The Romans Thanksgiving was dedi- cated to Ceres, goddess of the harvest. Tt was day of worship and rustic sports'' Times haven't changed 90
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
rR1TE BUT TRUE.

 The miser hoards his gold in vain, | For money cannot buy Him freedom from the cold disdain l Of those whose thoughts are high; Can never win a loyal heart.
 Steadfast till life shall end, The gift from all great gifts apart A tried and trusty friend. So let the miser count his gold, Indulging sordid greed. When all lifes weary days are told. l By fate 1t is decreed That he who worldly riches kept | And passed all others by, Shall be unhonored and sunwept And poor indeed shall die KEEP TRYING.
 "A man cannot always tell when he reaches the door of opportunity" That may be true, but the fellow who tries every door he comes to will open one sooner or later"
 FIRST STEPS IN FINANCE. Why do you give your little son only one penny at a time?" I'm trying to encourage thrift and economy He knows he'll have to save five before he'll have enough money to Ibuy a movie ticket"
 ANOTHER DEFINITION. "Pa, what is sentimentalist?" "A sentimentalist, my son. is man who treasures picture of his best friend, but forgets to pay note he persuaded his best friends to indorse"
 NOT YET glitt'ring sun. Soft skies of blue. It almost seems That spring is due.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
River Biggest Asset

eThe people of Tuscaloosa aoias to vote on a bond Si for the con struction of municipal docks and ter minal facilities on the Warrior river at an early date.' said E. l. Dodson, a prominent Tuscaloosa attorney. who was in Birmingham yesterday. "The city commission has already set the date for the election and the bond issue is certain to carry by a large majority.
 "The people of Tuscaloosa have al- ready learned that the Warrior river is the greatest asset of the city and it has already meant much to Tusca- locsa despite the fact that all loading and unloading had to be done some miles above Tuscaloosa. With the modern wharf and loading facilities we will then really begin to appre- ciate just what perennial water trans portation means"
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12

Frame yourself To orderly solicits; and be rrie""e" With aptness to the season.
 --CymbeIine.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
Out After Bessemer

'The baseball sap is rising in anna teur circles of the Birmingham district" :" remarked Dr. Howell T. Heflin yester- day, and from what can be gathered
 from MT Riley, manager of last years Dixie champs, the incompatible Trolley Dodgers, and Mr. Gresham, the Ban Johnson of amateur ball in the district, 1917 will be the best season the ama- teurs have ever enjoyed
 ''The chief activity in amateur ball in this district, however, is apparently in l the T. C. L league. As an old fan re- gently said, The situation in this league reminds me Of the old days in the South ern league when the slogan of every club manager in the league was "beat Cholly Frank and New Orleans, at any cost.'' But the slogan in the T. c. I. league seems to be 'beat Bessemer at any cost. '' After hearing Carl Landgrebe of Ems | ley talk, who, with George A. Miller of Bessemer, shares the reputation of being the best informed amateur baseball au- ! thority in the district, one comes to the conclusion that Bessemer has had enough pennant honors during the past two years, and after looking over the per-
 sonnel of what will probably be his 1917 club am inclined to agree with him.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12
Believer in spiritunlism

You may write me down be- liever in spiritualism," said Howard Thurston, the noted magician, yester- day. For 20 years I have studied spir- itualism and for 20 years I was an un- believer, but since I was in Birmingham last which happens to be four years ago, I have found that some things exist in the spiritualistic world which I can't understand and nobody can explain and that makes me believe that there Is some thing in it. I believe in fairies, too Why? Because I found the fairest fairy in the world about two years ago and married her.
 "They say man in love will say any, thing. and this may seem extravagant. but really I'm the happiest man alive' I made up my mind to become a benedict and I went to Asbury Park and looked them over. The first moment I set my eyes upon the lady who is now my wife, | said: There's the girl I'm going to | marry' and I did.
 sI've travelled extensively, too since I was in Birmingham, and I'm doing some of the biggest things in magic art that I've ever attempted; two or three very daring things Most of the time my heart is in my mouth for fear they won't | get over and, believe me. I'm mighty happy man when it's all over after I've offered s1OOO to anybody in the audience who can discover the secret of the act
 where I make the girl disappear It is
 the most daring thing I've ever at- tempted
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-01-12

pr. L. c. >Branscomb, one of the Ala bamians present in the Senate when the Sheppard bill passed, has played a con district. Pastor, presiding elder and now editor of the Alabama Christian Advocate, he has been and is at the heart of south ern Methodsm. As a pastor he was known for his piety and preaching ability; as a presiding elder, for his tact and executive capacity; as an editor. he Is winning lau- rels as scholarly writer
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01
The Lone Star Ranger
A Fine Tale of the Open Country BY ZANE GREY

him. The instant she betrayed the
secret Duane realized perfectly that
he loved her. The emotion was like
u great flood.
"AIiss Longstreth, all this seems so
unbelievable" he whispered. "Chesel-
dine is a rustler chief I've come out
here to get. He's only n name. Your
father Is the real man. I've sworn
to get him. I'm bound by more than
law or oaths. | can't break what
binds me. And I must disgrace you
wreck your life! Why, Miss Long
streth, | believe IL love you. It's
all come in n rush. I'd die for you
Is l could. How fntal-terrible-this
is! How things work out!'
She slipped to her knees, with her
hands on his.
"You won't kill him." she lmplorcd.
"If you care for me--you won't kill
him"
mo. That ! promise you"
With n low moan she dropped her
head upon the bed.
Duane opened the door and stealth
lily stole out through the corridor Ia
the court. But long after he had
tramped out into the open there was
n lump In his throat and an ache In
his breast.
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01
CHAPTER XIII.

Again lnaction and suspense drag
gcd Mt Duane's spirit.
But one day there were signs OF the
long quiet of Ord being broken. A
messenger strange to Duane rode In
on n secret mission that had to do
with Fletcher. Duane was present In
the tavern when the fellow arrived
saw the few words whispered, but did
not hear them. Fletcher turned white
with anger or fear, perhaps both. ana
he cursed like a mailman. The mes
sengcr rode away off TO the west.
This west mystifled and fascinated
Duane rs much rs the south beyond
Mount Ord. After the messenger left
Fletcher grew silent and surly. II
became clear now that the other out
laws OF the camp feared him, kept
out Of his way. Duane let him alone,
yet closely watched him.
Perhaps an hour after the messen-
ger had left, not longer, Fletcher mar
lfestly arrived mt some decision. and
he called for his horse. Then he
went TO his shack and returned. To
Duane the outlaw looked in shape both
TO ride and to fight. He gave orders
for the men In camp to keep close
until he returned. Then he mounted.
Come here, Dodge" he called.
Duane went up and laid n hand on
tho pommel OF the saddle. Fletcher
walked his horse, with Duane beside
him, TIL they reached the log bridge,
when he halted.
dodge, I'm in bad with Knell," he
snid. "An' 1t pears I'm the cause OF
friction between Knell an Peggy.
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01

up IN the dusty horses, and halted
In a bunch before the tavern. The
party consisted about twenty men, all
heavily armed, and evidently In
charge of n clean.cut, lenn-limJcd
cowboy. Duane experienced consider
able satisfaction Mt the absence Of the
sheriff who he had understood was
to lead the posse. Perhaps he was
out in another direction with n differ
cnt force.
"Hcllo, Jim Fletcher" called the
cowboy.
"~llowdy," replied Fletcher.
At this short, dry response and the
way he strobe leisurely out before the
posse Duane found himself modifying
his contempt for Fletcher. The out
law was different now.
FLETCHER, we've tracked n mar to
all but three miles of this place.
Tracks ms plain as the nos on your
face. Found his camp. Then he hit
into the brush, an we lost the trail.
Didn't have no tracker with us. Think
he went into the mountains. But
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01

riblc than I'd suspected. II vas
tricky cattle deals | imagined he was
engaged In. But only tonight I had
strong suspicious aroused"
"Howl Tell me-"
~ overheard Floyd say that men
were coming tonight TO arrange n
meeting for my father at n rendezvous
rear Ord. Father did not want to 60.
Floyd tainted him with u name,"
"What namei" queried Duane.
at was Cheseldlne."
"Cheseldlnel Ny Godl Miss Long
streth. why did you tell me that?"
what difference does that maker
"Your father and Cheseldine are one
and the same" whispered Duane,
hoarseiy.
~ gathered so much myself" she re.
piled, m%iserably. "But Longstreth Is
fathers real name."
Duane felt 80 stunned that he could
not speak at once. II was the girls
J part in this tragedy that weakened
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01

to- won't" Duane replied, perplex.
ed and stubborn.
"But you must. It's the only safe
way. They won't come here"
Suppose they should2 It's IN even
chance Longstreth II search every
/. room and corner in this old house. II
they found me here l couldn't start
n fight. You might be hurt. Then
the fact of my being here"
Duane did not finish what he meant,
but instead made n step toward the
door. White of face and dark of eye,
she took hold of him to detain him.
She was as strong and supple as n
panther. But she need not have been
either resolute or strong, for the clasp
Of her hand was Enough to make
Duane weak.
up yet. Rny?" came Longstreth's
clear voice, too strained. too eager TO
be natural.
mo. I'm in bed reading. Good
night" instantly replied Miss Long
streth, so calmly and naturally that
Duane marveled at the difference be-
tween man and woman Then she
motloned for Duane to hide Ia the
closet. He slipped in, but the door
would not close altogether.
"Are you aloneT" vent on Long
streth's penetrating voice.
Eyes" she replied. Ruth went to
bed"
The door swung inward with a swift
scrape and jar. Longstreth half en-
tered, haggnrd, faming-eyed. Behind
him Duane saw Lawson, and indis-
tlnctly another man.
Longstreth barred Lawson from en
terlng, which action showed control rs
we'll as distrust. He wanted TO sec
into the room. When he had glanced
around he went out and closed the
door.
Then what seemed n long interval
ensued. The house grew silent once
more. Duane could not see Miss
Longstreth, but he heard her quick
breathing.
Presently he pushed open the closet
door and stepped forth. Miss Long
st-eth had her head lowered upon her
arms and appeared to be In distress,
At his touch she raised n qulvering
face.
~ think I can go now-safely." he
whispered.
"Go then, II you must. but you may
stay till you're SAFE" she replied.
IL couldn't thank you enough
It's been hard on me-thls finding
out-and you his daughter. l fee
strange. I don't understand myself
well. But I want you to know-if
were not an outlaw-a ranger-I'd lay
my life Mt your feet"
"Oh! You have seen $3.50 littl,
Of me-" she faltered.
"All the same it's true. And tha'
makes me feel more the trouble my
coming caused you"
"You will not fight my father?"
"Not II ! II help 1t. I'm tryinl
10 get out of the way"
But you spled upon him"
II am n ranger, Miss Longstreth."
"And oh I am n rustler's daughter,
she cried. That's so much more ter
The Tucumcari news and Tucumcari times. [volume] (Tucumcari, N.M.) 1907-1921, 1917-03-01

was bursting he'll. Put Poggin loved
n horse. lie neve loved anything
e,se. He could be won with that
hIocr horse Bullet. Cheseldine was
already won by Duanc's monumental
ncrye: otherwise he would have killed
Duane.
Little by little the next few days
pnone learned the points he Spnged
20 know; and how lndellbly they etch'
cd themselves In his memory Chcsci-
dimes hldlng.pluce was on the fat
slopa OF Mount ord, In n deep, high
walled valley. He always went there
inst before Il contemplated job, where
no met and planned with his lieuten.
nnts. Then while they executed ne
baskcd In the sunshine before one or
another OF the public places he owned.
He YVES there in the ord den now,
| getting ready 20 plan the biggest Joh
vet. Il was n b~ank.robbery; but
where, Fletcher had not us yet been
advised.
Then when Duane had pumped tho
now amcnable outlaw OF oil detnlIs
pcrtaining TO the present he gathered
data and facts and places covering II
period of ten years Fletcher had been
with Cheseldlne. And herewith was
unfolded n history so dark In Its
bloody regime, so Incredible In It's
brazen during, so appalling In Its proof
of the outlaws sweep and grasp OF
the country from Pecos to Rio Grande-
TINT Duane was stunned. Compared
TO this Cheseldine Of the Big Bend,
10 this rancher, stock-buyer. cattle
Spectator, property-holder. oil the
outlaws Duane had ever known sank
into lnslgnlfcance. The power OF the
man stunned Duane; the strange
fidelity given him stunned Duane; inc
intricate inside working Of his great
system was equally stunning. But
when Duane recovered from that the
old terrible passion to kill consumed
him, and 1t ragged iercely and II could
not be checked. II that red-handed
poggin, II that cold.eyed. dead.faced
Knell had only been at Ord! Bu'
they were not, and Duane with hell
OF time got what he hoped was thu
upper hand Of himself.
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CHAPTER xx-continued.

Just at that moment Duane felt
an almost inappreciable movement OF
the adobe wall which supported him.
He could scarcely credit his senses.
But the rattle inside Longstrcth's
room was mingling with little dull
thuds of falling dirt. The adobe wall,
merely dried mud. was crumbling.
Duane distinctly felt q tremor pass
through IL. Then the blood gushed
back to his heart.
what In the hcllw exclaimed
Longstreth.
81 smell dust" said Lawson, sharp
ly.
That was a signal for Duane to
drop down from his perch. yet de-
spite his care he made n noise.
"Did you hear a step?" queried
Jongstreth.
No one answered. But a heavy
piece Of the adobe wall fell with u
thud. Duane heard 1t crack. felt 1t
shake.
There's somebody between the
walls, !" Numbered Longstreth.
Then n section of the wall fell In
ward with a crash. Duane began to
squeeze his body through the narrow
passage toward the patio.
"Hear him !" yelled Lawson. ''This
side"
mo, he's going that way" yelled
Longstreth.
The tramp Of heavy boots lent
Duane the strength OF desperation.
He was not Sinking n fight. but TO
be cornered like u trapped coyote was
another matter. He almost tore his
clothes or in that passage. The dust
nearly stifed him. When he burst in
to the patio It was not an instant too
oon But one deep gasp Of breath
revived him and he was up. nj In
hand. running for the outlet into the
court. Humping footsteps turned him
back. While there was a chance to
get away he did not want TO fight.
He thought he heard someone run
ming into the patio from the other end.
He stole along, and coming to n door,
without any idea of where 1t might
lead, he softly pushed 1t open q little
WY and slipped In.