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Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

An inventor Of childrens toys has
inst died at the age of eighty-six. II
is something TO have the memory OF
50 many years left behind one devot-
ed to bringing JOY into young lives
and TO earn the lasting monument OF
the name of the children's friend
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

A conference of wheat growers has
determined that the cost of growing
a bushel of wheat to insure the farm
er 20 per cent profit is S2.77 May
be. after all, the old methods were the
best.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

Six hundred Russian Reds will now
he deported. Although their own gov
eminent embodies their theories and
has had ample time and opportunity
TO demonstrate this theory 10 the
world. they seem to find living under
this government much more comfort
able prosperous and even more free,
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

The latest word of wisdom from
spirituallstic circles is that women who
die aged and ugly are resurrected in
vouth and loneliness. Once the sex
is induced to look upon heaven IS a
beauty parlor the other world may
become quite as desirable as Paris.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

Absence of horns on cattle has
been brought about by selective
breeding. 1t is the idea, just possibly,
of some sympathizer with the dog that
all these years has been tossed around
for worrying that cat.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

A Spanish town mutinied lately be-
cause the local government had not
supplied enough bulls for the bull
fight. It is a nifty that a nation like
Spain has NJ ar this stage of the
world thrown off so much of her prim-
tive savagery.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

France is considering legislation to
make marriage easier. We DO not
need to smooth the way 20 "edloek
in the United States.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

Another thing about femininlty is
that under favorable conditions II can
look fragile, delicate and even spirit
uelle while overeatlng.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

You can get a pretty fair S125 shirt
for $3.50 after it has been reduced
from $3.50. All you have to do is just
keep your eye on the bargain counter
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

The politician who believes that
women will vote as the head Of the
household votes, also probably over,
looks the possibility that a lot OF
young voters are going to vote as
mother dictates.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

A man may never become so WORTH
less but that a good head ~ wayy
hair win get him by with some
rorneu.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

Speak of soviet Turkey with the ac-
cent on the ct
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

The man who carries water on both
shoulders generally gets wet.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03
WAUWATOSA NEWS
,rF1cIAL PAPER OF THE CITY.

,.ni,sbed at wauwatosa. wisconsin. every
- bv John r. Benoy.
sf sa5i 10 any address in the United States
'0I tered cred at the wauwatosa postofhce as
md class matter
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-12-03

women
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01
MZLzM MELe0aHzZHe

~ Stone turned TO run, n for the first
time saw that his retreat was cut off.
AS fast as he could pump the lever his
rifle began working again.
The firing this time did not last
more than five seconds. When the
smoke cleared it vas all over. Soapy
lay on his back, shot through and
through. Blackwell had taken advan-
tage of the diversion to crawl through
appear in the chaparral. Bill had
rolled over on his face.
Dick was bending v e Stone. He
looked up at the approach Of Curly
and said just one word.
"Dead."
Cullison had torn open Cranston's
shirt and was examining his wounds.
mo use, Luck. I've got a-plenty.
You snre fooled US though. Was it
Sam gave us away7"
mo, Bill. Curly overheard Soapy
and Blackwell at Chalkeye's place.
Sam stood pat, though you were plan
ming to murder him."
II wasn't in on that, Luck-didn't
know thing about it till after the boy
was shot. I wouldn't a-stood for it."
'"He wasn't shot. Curly saved him.
He had to give you away to do It,"
Good enough. Serves Soapy right
for embarrassing Sam. Take care
of that kid, Luck. He's all right yet"
His eye fell on Flandrau. you're a
game sport. son. You beat US all. No
hard feelings"
"Sorry it had to be this way, Bill"
The dying man was already gray to
the lips, but his nerve did not falter.
1T had to come some time. And it
was Luck ought to have done it, too"
He waved aside Sweeney, who was
holding a flask to his lips. whats
the use? I've got mine. Say, there's
something else, boys. Curly has been
accused of that Bar Double NJ horse
rustling back in the early summer. I
did that job. He was not n of us.
You hear, boys. Curly was not in it."
A quarter Of an hour later he died.
He had lied to save from the peniten-
tiary the lad who had brought about
,, his death. Curly knew why he had
done it-because he felt himself to
blame for the affair. Maybe Bad Bill
had been a desperado, a miscreant ac-
cording to the usual standard, but
when it came to >dying he knew how to
go better than many a respectable citi-
zen Curly stole off into the darkness
so that the boys would not see him
play the baby.
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01
X.
The Prodiqal Son.

They found the prodigal son with
his sister and Laura London at the Del
Mar. Repentance was writ large all
over his face and manner From Da-
Wis and from the girls he had heard
the story of how Soapy Stone had in
tended to destroy him. His scheme of
life had been broken into pieces and
he was a badly shaken young scamp.
When Luck and Curly came into the
room he jumped up, very white about
the lips.
"Fatherw
my boy"
Cullison had him by the hand, one
arm around the shaking shoulders.
"What-what-?"
Sans question broke down, but his
father guessed it.
"Soapy and Bad Bill were killed,
Dutch is a prisoner. and Blackwell es-
capped. All Spring Valley is out after
him."
The boy shuddered and drew a long
sobbing breath. "I've been a fool, fa-
ther-and worse"
Forget it. sol Well wipe the slate
Clean I've been to blame, too"
It was no place for outsiders. Curly
beat a retreat into the next room. The
young women followed him. Both OF
them We're frankly weeping. Arms
twined about each others waists, they
disappeared into an adjoining bed
room.
Don't 60" Kate called to him over
her shoulder.
Curly sat down and waited. Pres
emily Kate came back alone. Her shin
ing eyes met his.
Il v was so, happy in all my life
before. Tell me what happened
everything, please"
know Curly told. Without saying a
word she listened till he was through.
At last she spoke in a low, sweet
voice.
what can we do for you? First
you save father and then Sam. You
risked everything for my brother-to
win him back to us, to save his life and
now his reputation. If you had been
killed people would always have be-
lieyed you were n of the gang"
"Sho! That's nonsense, Miss Kate,
He twisted his hat in his hand uneas-
lily. Honest, / enjoyed every bit of
II. And a fellow has to pay his debts"
WAS that why you did it?" she
asked sofssyy,
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01

/ youth, the service she had done him
these would not count a straw. He
was lost to all the instincts of honor
that govern ever hard desperate men
of his class.
They struck into the mountains, fol-
lowing a cattle trail that wound up
ward with devious twists. The man
rode, and the girl walked in front with
the elastic lightness, the unconscious
%1exuous grace of poise given her body
by an outdoor life. BY dusk they were
up in the headwaters of the creeks.
The resilient muscles of the girl had
lost their spring. She moved YEARLY,
her feet dragging heavily SO that some
times she staggered when the ground
was rough. Not Once had the man Of
fered her the horse. He meant to be
fresh, ready for any emergency that
might. come. Moreover, it pleased his
small soul to see the daughter of Luck
Cullison tagged and exhausted but still
answering the spur of his urge.
The moon was up before they came
upon a tent shining in the cold silvery
light. Beside it was a sheetiron stove,
a box. the ashes of a camp fire, and. a
side of bacon hanging from the limb
Of a stunted pine.s = Cautiously they
stole forward.
The camp was for the time deserted.
No, doubt it's owner, a Mexican sheep
herder in the employ of Fendrick and
Dominique, was out somewhere with
his flock.
Kate cooked a meal and the convict
ate. The girl was too tired and anx-
ious to care for food. but she made
herself take aslittle. They packed the
~saddlebags withss bacon, beans, coffee
and -four. Blackwell frightened again
the cinches and once more the two
took the trail.
They made camp in a pocket open
ing from a gulch far up in the hills.
With her own reata he fastened her
hands behind her and tied the girl Sc
curely to the twisted trunk of a Joshua
tree. To make sure OF her he lay on
the rope, both hands clinched to the
rifle. In five minutes he was asleep,
but 1T was long before Kate could es-
cape from ~wakefulness. At last she
fell into troubled catnaps.
From one OF these she awoke to see
that the morning light was Sitting
through the darkness. Sheiwas SILVER
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01

I'll bet. This time I'll take his hide off
inch by inch while he's still living"
"You thinking of Fendrick?' asked
Sam.
you've said it,"
Sweeney considered, rasping his
stubbly chin. II don't reckon Cass
would do Miss Kate a meanness. He's
q white man, say the worst of him.
But it might be Blackwell. When last
seen he was heading into the hills. If
| he met her"
A spasm of pain shot across Luck's
face. "My God!"
"By gum, there he is now, Luck"
Sweeney's finger pointed to an adj
vancing rider.
Cullison swung as on a pivot in time
to see some M drop into the dip in
the road, just beyond the corral. "Who
BLACKWELL"
"No. Glass;"
Fendrick reappeared presently and
turned in at the lane. Cullison,
standing on the porch at the head of
the steps looked like a man who was
passing through the inferno. But he
looked, too, a p%ersoniied day of judy
ment untempered by mercy.
The sheepman spoke, looking
straight at his foe. i've just heard
the news. I was down at Yesler's
ranch when you 'phoned asking if they
had seen anything of Miss Cullison. I
came up to ask you n question.
When was she seen last?"
"About ten O'clock this morning.
Why?"
II saw her about noon. She was on
Mesa Verde, headed for Blue canon,
it looked like"
"Close enough to speak to herr" Sam
asked.
Eyes. We passed the time OF day.
"And thenY Luck cut back into the
conversation with a voice like a file.
"She went on toward the gulch and I
kept on to the ranch. The last I saw
of her she was going straight ON. We'd
better travel over toward Mesa Verde,
SO as to be ready to start at day
break"
Cullison's gaze had new left him.
It observed, weighed, appraised. "Good
enough. Wen start"
He left Sweeney to answer the tele-
phone while he was away. AL Of his
other riders were already out combing
the hills under the supervision OF
Curly. Luck had waited with Sam
only to get some definite information
before starting, Now he had his lead.
Fendrlck was. either. telling thextruth
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01

a1~sHiS hand snot- forMard md caught
her wrist. Her startled eyes flashed
to his face. The man was the convict
Blackwell.
Got anything to eat with you. I'm
starving" he snapped.
eyes. I shot some quail. Let go my
hand"
He laughed evilly, without mirth.
"pon't try any Of your sassy ways on
me. I'm a wolf on the howl"
She fought and twisted till she was
worn out In her efforts to free herself.
Painting, she faced him.
LET me go, I tell you"
For answer his open hand struck
her mouth. mot till you learn your
boss. Before I'm through with you a
squaw won't be half so tame as you"
He dragged her to the horse, took
from it's case the rifle that hung by
the saddle, and flung her from him
roughly. Then he pulled himself to
the saddle.
March ahead of me-" he ordered.
As soon as they had reached the bed
of the canon he called a halt and babe
her light q fire and cook him the quail.
She gathered ironwoOd and catclaw
while he watched her vigilantly. To-
| gether they roasted the birds by hold
ing them over the fire with sharpened
sticks thrust through the wings. He
| devoured them with the voracity Of a
| wild beast,
Hitherto his mind had been busy
with the immediate present, but nov
his furtive shifting gaze rested on her
more thoughtfully. He dared not leave
her in the prospect hole. He was not
yet ready to do murder, for fear of
punishment. That was a possibility to
be considered only If he should he
hard pressed. The only alternative
left him was to take her to the border
as a companion Of his fugitive dou-
blings.
"We'l be going now" he announced,
after he had eaten.
"Going where? Don't you see I'll be
a drag TO you? Take my horse and go.
You'll get along faster"
do you think SOP"
For the first time it came to her that
if he did not take her with him he
would kill her to insure his own safety.
None of the arguments that would
have availed with another man were
of any weight here. Her sex, her
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01

E0S--
pose in view. The cattleman meant to
know which. - $50 s5
The party pushed up the gulch as
rapidly as they could. The ashes Of a
camp fire halted them a few minutes
later. Scattered about lay the feath-
ers and dismembered bones of some
birds.
Cass stopped and picked up some of
the feathers. "Quails, I reckon. Miss
Cullison had three tied to her saddle
horn when I met her"
why did she come up here to cook
them?" Sam asked.
Luck vas already off his horse, quar-
tering over the ground to read what it
might tell him.
"She wasn't alone. There was q
man with her. See these tracks?"
1t was Fendrick who made the next
discovery. He had followed a draw
for a short distance and climbed to a
little mesa above. Presently he called
to Cullison.
Father and son hurried toward him.
The sheep owner was standing at the
edge Of a prospect hole pointing down
with his finger.
"Some one has been in that pit re-
Gently, and he's been there several
days.
"Then how did he get out?" Sam
asked.
Fendrick knelt on the edge Of the
pit and showed him where a rope had
been dragged so heavily that it had
cut deeply into the clay.
"Some one pulled him out"
whats it mean anyhow? Kate
wasn't in that hole, was she?"
Cass shook his head. "This is my
guess. Some one was coming along
here in the dark and fell in. Suppose
Miss Cullison heard him calling as she
came up the gulch. What would she
do?"
Come up and help the fellow out"
"Sure she would. And if he was
hungry-as he likely was-she would
cook her quail for him."
"And then? Why didn't she come
homer"
Luck turned a gray agonized face on
him. boy, don't you see? The man
was BLACKWELL
"And if you'll put yourself in Black
wells place you'll see that he couldn't
let her go home to tell where she had
seen him." Fendrick explained.
"Then where is she? What did he
do with her?'
"He may have shot her when he got
a good chance, but I don't think so.
He would keep her for a hostage as
long as he could"
"That's the way I figure It," agreed
Cullison. "He daren't hurt her, for he
would know Arizona would hunt him
down like a wolf if he did"
"Then where's he taking her?" Sam
asked.
Somewhere into the hills. His idea
will be to slip down and cut across the
line into Sonora. He's a rotten bad
lot, but he won't do her any harm I'M
less he's pushed to the wall. The feal
of Luck Cullison is in his heart"
THAT'S about it." nodded Luck
Hes somewhere in these hills unless
he's broken through"
There's a chance he'll make fol
one of my sheep camps to lay in a sup
ply. Wouldn't it be a good idea to
keep a man stationed at each one OF
them"
you're talking sense" Cullison ap.
proved. "sam, ride back and get in
touch with Curly. Tell him to do that
And rouse the whole country over the
wire. Well run him down and feed
him to the coyotes" ,.f -.s,asA,,
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01
CHAPTER XII.

aHhy
A Good Samaritan.

| A Good Samaritan.
Fendrick had guessed the exact
truth. After leaving him Kate had rid
den forward to the canon and entered
it. She did not mean to 60 much
farther, but she took her time. More
than once she slipped from under a
fold of her waist a letter and re-read
sentences of 1t. Whenever she did this
her eyes smiled. For it was a love let
ter from Curly, the first she had ever
had. 1t had been lying on the inner
edge Of the threshold Of her bedroom
door that morning when she got up,
and she knew that her lover had risen
early to put it there unnOticed.
Family there came to her a wind
swept sound. She pulled up and wait
ed, but no repetition Of it reached her
ears. But before her pony had moved
a dozen steps she stopped him again.
This time she was almost sure of a far
cry, and after it the bark of a re
volver.
With the touch of a rein she guided
her horse toward the sound. 1t might
mean nothing. On the other hand it
might be a call for help. Her shout
brought an answer which guided her
to the edge of a prospect hole. In the
darkness she made out an indistinct
figure.
"Water," a husky voice demanded.
She got her canteen from the saddle
and dropped it to him. The man glued
his lips to the mouth as If he could
neve get enough.
"For Gods sake get me out Of here"
he pleaded piteously.
Glow long have you been there?"
"Two days. I fell in at night whilst
I was cutting across country"
Kate fastened her rope to the horn
of the saddle, frightened the cinch care
fully, and dropped the other end to
him. She swung to the back Of the
horse and braced herself by resting
her full weight on the farther stirrup.
snow" she told him.
The imprisoned man was dragged
over the edge with one cheek scratched
and bleeding.
might a-known you'd hurt me IL
you moved so fast" he complained,
nursing his wounded face In such, a.
way as to hide 1t.
SIN sorry. I did my best togo care
fully" the girl answered. stepping for
yard.
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01
P XII.

Cutting Trail.
Kate Cullison had disappeared. had
gone out riding one morning and at
nightfall had not returned. AS the
hours passed anxiety at the Circle G
became greater.
"Mebbe she got lost" Bob suggested.
Her father secuted this as absurd.
"You don't reckon a cougar" be-
gan Sweeney, and stopped.
Luck looked at his bandy-legged old
rider with eyes in which little cold
devils s%parkled. "a human cougar,
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01
.s,,. had g make GOOD. mad u

Yes. had TO make good. Ishad to,
show your lather and yOu that ] had
not thrown away all your kindness.
So quit travelling that downhill road
ON which had got started"
I'm glad-I,m glad" She Wits.
pered 1t so low he could hardly hear.
There was n way to prove my
self. That was to stand between Sam
and trouble. So I butted in and spoiled
Soapy's game" s'
81 wish / could tell you how fine ia
ther thinks it was Of you. He doesn't
speak Of it much, but / know"
"Nothing to what I %did-nothing at
all" A wave of embarrassment had
crept to the roots Of his curly hair.
''Just because a fellow-oh, shucks!"
"That's all very well for you to say,
but you can't help us thinking what
we please"
"But that amt right. I don't want
you thinking things that amt so, be-
cause"
Eyes? Because?
She lifted her eyes. and met his.
Then she knew it had to- come out,
that the feeling banked in him would
overflow in words.
Because you're the girl I love-"
He had not intended to say it now,
lest he might seem to be urging his
services as a claim upon her. But the
words had slipped out in spite of him.
She held out her two hands to him
with a little gesture of surrender. The
light of love was in her starry eyes.
And then
She was in his arms, and the kisses
he had dreamed about were on his lips.
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1920-07-01

I'll bet. This time I'll take his hide off
inch by inch while he's still living"
"You thinking of Fendrick?" asked
The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1920-08-04
SUDDEN DEATH OF
LESLIE BRYAN JUST

Leslie Bryan Just, son of Mr.. and
Mrs. James Just, passed away at his
home at Presto Tuesday morning,
at 9 o'clock, August 8, after suffer
ing for two days with a hemorrhage
of the lungs.
Mr.. Just had been in the hills at
tending to herds when this fatal ill
ness came upon him two days ago
His sudden death comes as a great
shock to his many friends and &C
quaintances.
The deceased was twenty-four
years of age and a graduate of the
Blackfoot high school. In Decem-
Der, 1918, he was united in marriage
to Miss Frances Gasity of Grants
Vile, Utah, and since that time has
managed his fathers farm at Presto.
. Immediate relatives who survive
the young man are his widow, his
parents, four sisters, Mrs. Clarice
Phillips, Misses Dorrit, Verna and
Phyllis; three brothers, Alvin, Will
liam and Charles; Alvin and William
are at present doing duty at Fort
Douglas; his grandmother, Mrs. EN-
ma Just; an aunt, Mrs. Agnes Just
Reid, and an uncle, Frank Just.
Funeral arrangements have not
yet been anouced.
The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1920-08-04
Editor Dies
as Result of
Pistol Duel

CALDWELL-Frank e. Trotter,
editor of the Homedale Empire and
former representative of Owyhee
county in the state legislature, died
Sunday morning at Homedale as a
result of wounds received Friday
night in gun fight between himself
and Theodore Nye, postmaster and
banker Of that town.
Of the many rumors, the most
credible one received Of the fight was
made in this city Saturday by a
stranger who claims to be an eye
witness. From many sources it ap-
pears that there had been trouble
between the men for some time and
that the meeting Friday night was
the climax. According to the story
by the stranger, Nye was driving his
car between Homedale and the
bridge, where a benefit dance was on,
when Trotter drove up behind him
and ran his car into the rear of the
first, striking the tenders on one
side. Trotter then drew an auto
matte and fired two shots at Nye,
opening the hostilities. After the
second shot the automatic clogged
and Nye left his car and returned the
shots.