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Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31
CHAPTER viii.
Under the Veneer.

l
An hour later Innes, blinking from
the sun. stepped into the tent. which
had been partitioned with rough red
wood boards into a bed chamber on
the right, combination dining room
and "parlor" on the left. Her glance
Immediately segregated the three
stalks Of pink geraniums in the center
of the Mexican drawnwork cloth that
covered the table. Gerty, herself, In a
fresh pink gingham frock. was dancing
around the table to the tune Of forks
and spoons. 1t was just like Gerty to
dress up to her setting. even though it
were only pitiful water-starved bOu-
quet She had often tried to analyze
her sisterin-law's hold on her brother {;
certainly they were not happy. Was it
! because she made him comfortable? =?
Was 1t the little air Of formality. or
mystery, which she drew around herr
Her rooms when InneS was allowed to
enter them We're always flawless !;
Gerty took deep pride in her house
keeping. Why was 1t. Innes wondered,
that she could never shake Off her sus-
piciOn of an underlying untidiness? !?
There was always n closed door on
Gerty's processes.
May l help?" The sun was still
yellowing the room to her.
"Hello!" Hardin looked up from
the couch where he was lying. Innes
suspected it Of being frequent re-
treat. She had found it tumbled once
when she ran over early. 1t was then
that Gerty made it understood that she
liked more formality. Innes was rare
ly in that tent except for meals now.
or during her alternating week Of
house chores.
81 was afraid I was late" said the
girl.
Lunch will be ready in a few min
utes" announced Gerty Hardin. won't
you sit DOWN. There's the new Jour
nal. Sam came to clean this morning,
and I couldn't get to the lunch until
an hour ago"
Innes. settling herself by the reading
table, caught herself observing that 1t
would not have taken her an hour to
get cold lunch. Still, 1t would never
look so invitingl If Gerty's domestic
machinery was complicated and p1-
vate. the results always were admir-
able. The early tomatoes were peeled
as well as sliced, and were lying on
bed of cracked Ice. The ripe black
olives were resting in lake of Call
fornia olive oil. A bowl of crisp let
tuce had been iced and carefully dried.
Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31

fork. 1--WE meant to ask you q hun
dred times. Did you attend to my
commission in Los Angeles?"
II forgot to tell you. raked the
town, really 1 did, Gerty." For there
was c'rud on Gerty's pretty brow. Il
could have got you the other kind, but
you said you did not want it,
II should think not The childish
chin was lifted. "Those complicated
things are always getting out of order.
Besides, If I had an adjustable form.
everybody'd be borrowing it."
"What are you talking about2' de-
Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31
CHAPTER x.
A Desert Dinner.

Innes Hardin was completing her
simple toilet. Not even to please
Gerty would she "dress up" for the
dinner. 1t would have been easy for
her sister-in-law to postpone it. How
could she expect Tom to 90 through
with It'll She couldn't understand
Gertyi
An hour ago, hearing distinctly the
whir and splash Of egg-beating, she
had run over to the neighboring tent.
The clinking Of the cake tins had sud-
denly silenced. Excuse me, won't
your" Gerty's voice had come from
the lean-to, the little kitchen shed.
I'm lying down."
'Iieing, yesl" grimaced the Hardin
mouth to Its reflection in the mirror,
How many times that week had she
been repulsed by locked door, a sud-
den curtain Of silence or run away
for a while. I'm trying to catch .
nap" Easy now to see why GerH
had wanted to "hold the reins" that
week!
Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31
CHAPTER TX.
The RIXAls.

From the window Of the adobe Office
building Of the company, Hardin saw
Rickard jump from the rear platform
of the train as 1t slowed into the sta
ton. He noticed that the new mana
ger carried no bag.
"Wonder what he's decided to do
about the headgate. He didn't waste
much time out there" Hardin was
fidgeting in his seat, his eyes on the
approaching figure.
Rickard passed through the room.
nodding to his office force. The door
of the inner Office shut behind him.
Hardin stared at the blank surface. He
moved restlessly in his swivel chair.
Did the fellow think big thing like
that could hang on while he unpacked
Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31
STORMS HOVER OVER THE CANVAS HOUSEHOLD OF THE
HARDINs AS RICHARD TAKES THE REINS.

synops-K Rckard, Overland
Marshall
reads the of the Colorado river
Reclamation
valley and wishes send Richard
Richard Calexico and the
Of
work
Cheyenne record., 1919-07-31

your Hardin addressed the stenog-
rapher in the transparent shirtwaist.
"Does he think we're going to have
going to reach the hotel and wet his
clothes? Take the starch out Of his
shirts?" He flung out Of his chair,
throwing the papers back into the
drawer.
He stamped out Of the office, mad
cle1r through. To this crisis they had
sent down dandy, a bookman who
wanted to build levee. Oh, helll
They'll come crawling after me to
help them after this fellows buried
himself under river mud, come calling
to me as they did after Maitland failed.
please. Mr.. Hardin, won't you come
back and finish your gater I'll see
them dead first. No, I'll be fool enough
to do it. I can't help myself. I'm
Hardin. I have to finish what I've be-
gun.",
It was not because this was a pet
enterprise, the great work Of his life,
that he must eagerly eat humble pie,
take the buffets, the falls, and come
whining back when they whistled to
him. He told himself it was because of
his debt to the valley, to the ranchers.
The colonists were about desperate.
Who could blame them? The last years
floods had worked havoc with their
crops; this year had been a horror.
The district they called No. 6 was q
screaming irony of ruin. The last de-
bauch of the river had made great
gashes through the ranches, had
secured deep gorges which had under
mined the canals on which the water
supply for No. 6 depended. The suits
were piling up against the D. R., dam
age suits. and they hold up his gate,
while he gets the curses Of the val
ley. And Mr.. Rickard thinks he'll
build levee!
He flung himself on the couch in the
tent. Gerty was laying a careful
cloth for supper. A brave, determined
smile was arranged on her lips. The
noon storm had passed. She hunmed
gay little tune. II there was anything
Hardin hated it was humming.
you'll have your dude to dinner all
right" her husband announced. "He's
in town."
Eyes, I know" rejoined his spouse.
II had a letter from him yesterday.
From Imperial"
Tom sat up glaring. HE wrote to
you from Imperial?"
His wife misplaced the accent. She
misunderstood Toms scowl. It was
the old story over again. Whenever
those two men came together the old
feeling Of jealousy must be revived
againl It was unpleasant. of course.
very unpleasant, to have men care like
that, but 1t made life exciting. Life
had been getting little stale lately
like a book of obvious, even plot.
Richards entrance into the story gave
a new interest. a new twist. She
hummed an air from a new opera that
had set the world waltzing.
Hardln's thoughts did not touch her
at the hem. He was at the headgate.
his gate. What the deuce had Rickard
gone to Imperial for? If he wasn't the
darnedest ass! Imperiali And the
gate hung upl
"For Gods sake stop that buzzingi"
The happy little noise was quenched.
1nnes, entering at that moment, heard
the rough order. She looked implor-
ingly at her sister-in-law.
"Supper's on the table," cried Gerty,
the fixed, determined smile still on her
lips.
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"Are You Going On With lt7'

his trunks and settled his bureau draw
ers7 He picked up pencil, jabbing at
the paper Of his report. He covered
the sheet with flgures-three hundred
six hundred. Six hundred feet.
Whose fault that the intake had
widened, doubling its width, trebling
its problem7 Whose but Marshalrs.
who had sent down one Of his Office
clerks to see what Hardin was doing?
Wouldn't any man in his senses know
that the way Maitland would distin-
guish himself would be by discrediting
Hardin, by throwing bouquets to Mar
shall; praising his plan? They all go
at 1t the same sickening way! Office
clerks, bah! Sure, Maitland had ad.
vised against the completion Of the
gate. Said it would cost more in time
and Honey than Hardin's estimates.
Thanks to Maitland it did," growled
Hardin, scrawling figures over the
page. "By the time Maitland finished
monkeying with that toy dam of his
the river had widened the break from
three hundred to six hundred feet. Foi
that, they throw mud at me. Oh, 1t
makes me SICK" Hardin flung his
broken pencil out Of the window.
Rickard re-entered the room. The
question leaped from Hardin.
1.-THE headgate-are you going on
with it7"
Rickard looked curiously at the
flushed antagonistic face Of the man
he had supplanted. The thought
crossed his mind that perhaps Hardir
had taken to drinking. It. made his
answer curt.
II don't know"
"You don't knoww
II have no report to make, Mr.. Har-
din, until see the gate"
"And you went to the Crossing with
out going down to the headgate?" Har-
din did not try to conceal his disgust.
II did not go to the Crossing"
"Didn't go-!" Hardin's mouth was
agape. Then he rudely swiveled his
chair. The door slammed behind Rick
ard.
Hadn't been to the Crossing7 Then
where in Hades did he go? He halted
MacLean who was passing him.
"Are you going to the Crossing to-
morrow Hardin knew he should be
too proud to betray his eagerness, but
the words ran away with him.
"Not tomorrow. Mr.. Rickard Just
told me he might not be able to get of
until next week."
Hardin's anger sputtered. Next
week. Why does he rush so7 Why
doesn't he go next year? The Colo
radios so gentle. it'd wait for him, I'm
sure. Next week! It's a put-up Job,
that's what it is. Oh, can see through
a fence with knothole as big as your
head. He doesn't want to finish the
headgate. he wants to put of going
until it's too late to 60 on with it;
know him. He'd risk the whole thing,
and all the money the o. P. has
chucked Into 1t, just to start with a
clean slate; to get the glory of stop
ping the river himself. It turns nv
stomach; it's plot" The lower lip
shot out.
MacLeaRs attention was deferential.
He had always liked Hardin; all the
fellows did. But he was jumping Off
wrong this time. He'd brought it all
on himself.
He said something about levee for
the towns. Hes got to investigate that
before he goes to the 'front.'"
"A leves7 Well. wouldn't that Jar
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the butter had been shaved into for
eign-looking roses. A pitcher of the
valleys favorite beverage, Iced tea,
stood by Hardin's plate. There was q
platter Of cold meats.
It came home to Innes for the hun
dredth time, the surprise of such u
meal in that desert. A few years ago,
and what had a meal been? She threw
the credit Of the little lunch to sulky
Tom Hardin lying on the portiere-cov-
cred couch, his ugly lower lip out
thrust against an unsmiling vision. 1t
was Tom, Tom and his brave men, the
sturdy engineers, the dauntless sur
veyors, the Indians who had dug the
canals, those were the ones who had
spread that pretty table. not the buxom
little woman darting about in pink
gingham.
"Is 1t because I don't like ner2" she
mused, her eyes on the pictures In the
style book which had just come In that
morning. Certainly Gerty did have the
patience of a saint with Toms hu-
mors. If she would only lose that set
look of martyrdomi 1t was not for an
outsider to Judge between a husband
and wife. even If the man were her
own brother. She could not put her
finger on the germ Of their painful
scenes; she shrank from the recollec-
ton of Toms temper; his coarse
streak, the Glngg fiber, her own mother
called it. Tom was rough. but she
loved him. Why was 1t she was sure
that Gerty did not love her husband
Yet there was the distrust, as fixed
and as unjust perhaps as the suspicion
of Gerty's little mysteries.
She said aloud: This is your last
day. My week begins tomorrow"
Mrs. Hardin adjusted a precise nap
kin before she spoke.
II think I will keep the reins for a
month this time" Her words were re-
flective, as though the thought were
new. II get my hand in Just as stop.
I will be running out for my visit In a
few weeks. 1t will be only fair for me
to do it as long as can"
Again the girl had a sense of subtle
ty. Whenever Gerty put on that air of
childish confidential deliberation. she
hunted for the plot. This was not far
to seek. Her sister-in-law was passing
out the hot season to her.
'It's all ready" Gerty's glance was
winging. birdlike. over the table. Moth.
ing had been forgotten. She gave q
little sigh Of elastic satisfaction. Har.
din misinterpreted it
II ought to be able to keep a serv.
ant for her" 1t was like him to have
forgotten the Lawrence days; he was
never free of the sense of obligation to
the dainty little woman who was born,
he. felt. for the purple. There was
nothing too good for Gerty. He felt
her unspoken disappointments; her
deprivations. "Of course, she can have
no respect for me. I'm failure"
Doesn't this give you an appetizer
demanded Innes heartily. And I'm
to be lady for three more weeks.
The remark was thoughtless. A bright
flush spread over Gerty's face. She
caught an allusion to her origin.
Innes saw the blush and remem-
bered the boarding house. She could
think Of nothing to say. The three
relatives sat down to that most uncom-
Portable travesty, a social meal where
sociability is lacking. Innes said 1t
had been a pleasant morning. Gerty
thought 1t had been hot. And then
there was silence again.
Innes began to tell them Of her Tue
son visit. when Gerty laid down her
The Parisian. (Paris, Tenn.) 1907-1962, 1919-10-03

THE RETIRING FIRM
To Our Friends and Patrons: i<raees a1's
short few years agone when embarked
in the retail dry goods business full fedged firm,
many were the surmises as to whether not two
women could weather the storms that had cast many
merchant of the sterner upon the rocks, and
dire the predictions as to commercial fate.
But from the outset we ourselves, had misgivings
as to the result of our venture, because we had
abiding faith in the trading public of Paris and the
county, and we felt sure that dependable goods at
The Parisian. (Paris, Tenn.) 1907-1962, 1919-10-03

GUS TALKS SOME -
Dear Friends: 2 a.sa* 'faa''~
The steadily increasing patronage Which YOU
are giving has caused my grocery business .1o1o
oerow its present quarters, and necessity compels
mo to sock building with more floor space ana
sbalf room You are awase Gs sse saee that II
is almost impossibls 90 9ind : - -
Paris let alone business stand So 1t seemed .neie
was only one alternative and that was to buy some
BODY out, close out their stock and move H. WIN
+b.t end in view have purchased the entire STOCK
The Parisian. (Paris, Tenn.) 1907-1962, 1919-10-03

0rr01nC
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
You Do More Work,

You are more ambitious and you get more enjoyment out of everything when your blood is in good condition Impurities in the blood have very depressing effect on the system, causing weakness, laziness. nervousness and sickness
 GROVES TASTELESS Chill TONIC restores Energy and Vitality by Purifying and Enriching the Blood. When you feel it's strengthening, invigorating effect. see how 1t brings color to tho cheeks and how it improves the appetite. you will then appreciate it's true tonic value.
 GROVES TASTELESS Chill TONIC is not patent medicine, it is simply IRON and QUINlNE suspended in Syrup So pleasant even children like it. The blood needs Quinine to Purify it and IRON to Enrich it. These reliable tonic prop critics never fail to drive out impurities in the blood.
 The Strength Creating Power of GROVES TASTELESS Chill TONIC has made it the favorite tonic in thousands of homes More than thirty-ive years ago. folks would ride long distance to get GROVES TASTELESS Chill TONIC when a member of their family had Malaria or needed bodybuilding, streneth-givine tonic. The formula is just the same to- day. and you can get it from any drug store. 60c per bottle.
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
ID SAVE
 POTATO GROWERS
TO ORGANIZE SWEET POTATO MEN AND FORM A MARKET
 ING ORGANIZATION.
WILL HANDLE ALL PRODUCE
More Attention Will Be Paid To Packing and Grading-Agents To Be in the Markets m
 the Future.

Little RoCk.-ln an effort 10 pre- vent the ass of hundreds of thous- ands of do lars 10 the sweet potato growers Of Arkansas. J II. Full, agent for marketing for the govern ment in Arkansas, and Jim Fergason State Commissioner of Agriculture, have called a meeting of the growers and all those interested in the indus try for the purpose of diyising some method or marketing the crop.
 Plans by which the marketing can be done by centralized body and Icing perfected, and will be offered al the meeting. If this be done u state fruit and vegetable exchange will be formed which will handle fruit and vegetables on the plan which has been so highly beneficial 10 citrus fruit growers of Florida and California The exchanges of those states are co operative organizations in which the growers handle thelr own affairs through central account ing bodies They have agents all over the United States and through this manner of handling the growers now receive over $4 per box for their oranges. where they were being sold prior to the organization of the eX changes as low as sl per box.
 It will be impossible to have agents in the markets this year, but a sell ing agent can be maintained who will keep in close touch with the demand and prevent the shipment of a large quantities of sweet potatoes 10 a ma ket already we'll supplied If the O. eanization is created il is hoped by next year 10 have | in shape to handle every ear of potatoes offered and 10 secure the highest prices.
 The success of the Florida and Cal ifornia exchanges is largely due 10 standardization If package and l guaranty of quality
 This was done by adopting d trade mark and requiring those shipping through the association 10 maintain fts grade An extensive advertising campaign then pepularzed the oranges of Florida and California
 The fruit exchanges gather the crop in the groves. but this will hardly be attempted in Arkansas. the as soeiation beginning its work in the packing sheds. where inspectors will see that the grading and packing is properly done The advertising cam pagn will probably he started this season. small tax being placed on each box for this purpose A label will aso be selected and placed upon each box
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18

spoonful and if it doesn't straighten you right up and make you feel fine and vigorous I want you to go back to the store and get your money. Dod- sons Liver Tone is destroying the sale of calomel because 1t is real liver medicine; entirely vegetable, therefore it cannot salivate or make you sick.
 I guarantee that one spoonful of Dodson's Liver Tone will put your sluggish liver 10 work and clean your bowels of that sour bile and consti- pated waste which is elogging your system and making you feel miserable. guarantee that a bottle of Dodson's Liver Tone will keep your entire fam fly feeling fine for months. Give it to your children. It is harmless; doesn't gripe and they like its pleasant taste
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
AIMING ABOUT LONG ENOUGH
Old Gentleman Evidently Thought Prospective Son-in-Law Should
 Be Getting Ready to Fire.

John BeWins was The most bashful lad in Il WesseX village For three years he had been keeping company with Lottie Reed. but he could not bring his courage up to the popping point. On Sunday night as he was leaving the garden gate of his inam- orata, he encountered the old man. who had begun 10 chafe under the difIidenee of his daughters sweet heart.
 "LoOk'ee here, John :" exclaimed paterfamilias, you have been com ing to see my daughter for several years now. and I want to know what your intentions are?'
 "W-w-well. s-S-sir." Stammered John. 'T am aiming toto m-marry her"
 "Aimingfa snorted the old man. Well. don't you think it about time that you d?"-London Tit-Bits,
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
INSPIRATION AT ODD TIMES
How LongfeIiow Wrote "Wreck or the Hesperus"-Rossini Composed
 Music in Bed.

Longfellow's Wreck of the HeSpe- rus" came to him as he was sitting by his fireside, the night after violent storm He went to bed, but could not sleep; the Hesperus would not be de- nied and us he lay the verses flowed on without let or hindrance until the poem was completed.
 One at least of Rossini's splendid pieces of music was composed in bed. It was when he was young, poor and unknown, and lived in Wretched quar- ters After writing d duet the com poser allowed his manuscripts to slip off the sheets and fall under the bed, and moreover he believed 1t would be unlucky to pick the sheets up so he and crashed through one of the physi- his disgust he could moi remember II. It was therefore necessary to write a new one. This he had finished when friend entered.
 Try that said the composer, and tell me what you tbink of it." The verdict was favorable
 Now" said R0SSini, look under the bed You'll find another duet there. Try that, too
 The friend did so, and declared the original composition was much the bet ter. II is included in his works to- day
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
Unfortunate Arras.

Arras. OH the River Searpe, was the capital of the Galic tribe of Atrebates in the time of Caesar. Later the capi- tai Of ArtoiS. ArraS k now the chief city of the department of PaS-de- Calais. Since the fourth century Arras has been famed for it's woolen cloth, and particularly for fine tapestry hang ingS.
 Arras waS invaded n 1911, when her grand palace and petit palace were de stroyed by bombs. The great cathedral was absolutely shattered. Us we'll as the railway station. Not one house was left intact. Just one of the former inhabitants, an old woman, was left there. Although it teemed with mili- tary life beautiful Arras became a rorpSe-a dead city.
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
Two Fast alkers,

Oklahoma produces two of the fast est takers in the national house of representatives. The expert official ste nographers of the lower body say that Representatives Scott and Ferris and Charley Garter-the latter with q trace of Indian blood in his veinS-can spin out words faster than possibly any body else ill public life. Their diction and enunciation are good, however. and they are easier to report, steno- graphically. than a sIow-taking speak CT who gets his sentences all "balled up and has not terminal facilities when he gets involved with nouns. ad- jectives verbs and adverbS. The fel- low who starts q sentence and never puts verb in it is the pest of repor- t0rial experience
The Nevada County picayune., 1919-09-18
PAT EVIDENTLY MADE GOOD
News From America Seemed to Prove lrshman Had Not msjudged
 His Capacity.

Pat Finnegan had left his wife in Ireland and gone to America to try his fortune and establish home for his family in the new world. IL was some two or three weeks after Pats departure that his wife stood in the meager garden in front of her home, looking down the road her man had gone, and moodily speculating on his success. She vas rudelY startled by the harsh voice of Mrs. O'Leary call ing her over the fence.
 Have you heard the news from America. Mrs. Finuegan?'
 Faith. an Oi have not"
 Iris in the paper this marnin'. Read 1t fer yerself America gone dry. Last alcoholic drink sold at mid night, June 20.
 Mrs. Finnegan looked doubtful for n minute; then, swelling with pride and casting a triumphant glance at Mrs. OLeary, she shouted back :: Faith. an Pat always said, give him two weeks an there was not a country in the wourld he couldn't drink dry Life.