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the closed door. Who's at 1ookin' out zat winner? Eat my hussam?"
 Before the marshal could interfere, she blazed away at one of the win dows in the Banner office. There was crash of glass. She was now empty handed, but the startled guardian of the peace was slow to realize it,
 Suddenly. to his intense dismay. she threw her arms around his neck and began to weep-and wall.
 eI--I-love my hussam-I love my hussam didden mean cuttiz cad off I didden-I didden, Amer son. My hussam's dead. My hus- sam's head all off-an' I love my hussam-I love my hussam."
 The door flew open and Harry Squires strode forth.
 What the devil does this mean my God Mrs. Ranki What-what's the matter with her. Anderson"
 The marshal gazed past him Into the ofTlce His eyes were charged with apprehension.
 'Where -- where's the deacon's head?" he gulped.
 The editor did not hear him. He had eyes and ears only for the mumbling creature who dangled Imply from the marshal's neck,
 Let's get her into the office" he exclaimed. This is dreadful, Ander- son nshockingl
 A moment later the door closed behind the trio---and key was turned In the lock. This was the signal for general advance of all observers. The thoughtful MT. Squires, however, conducted Mrs. Rank to the composing-room and the crowd was cheated.
 Bill Smith, the printer, looked up from his case and pied half of the leading editorial He proved to be a printer of the old school. After a soft, envious whistle he remarked: $
 My God, I'd give a months pay
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way ahead of anybody else-and It will be as good as new, too, you bet, after the way she's been savin' it.
 Now I know why you got your pockets stuffed full of things-eggs, maybe, or hick'ry nuts, whatever it is you got in 'em It's because you're tryin', to save q piece of wrap pin paper or a bag, or the wear and got so much money you don't know how to spend it."
 And as for me gettin' new suit of clothes," pursued the deacon, dog gedly, "if times don't get better the chances are I'll have to be buried in the suit got on this minute. l never knowed times to be so hard"
 The marshal interrupted him. You go in an pay up what you owe fer the Banner an I'll wait here till you come out"
 Deacon Rank appeared to reflect. Come to think of 1t, I guess I'll stop in on my way back from the post office. Ten or fifteen minutes"
 He stopped short. fixed. intent look In his sharp little eyes. His gaze was directed past Anderson's head at some object down the street. Then, quite abruptly and without even the ceremony of nasty good bye" he bolted into the Banner office. slamming the door in the marshall B face.
 well. I'll be dog goned!" burst from the lips of the astonished MT. Crow.
 Iurt as he turned the door-knob and was on the point of stamping In after the deacon. his eye fell upon an approaching flgure-the figure of woman. If 1t had not been for the hat she was wearing. he would have failed to recognize her at once. But there was no mistaking the hat. "Hil" called out the wearer of the too familiar object. Marshal Crow
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let go of the door knob and stared at the lady in sheer stupefactton.
 Mrs. Ranks well-preserved hat was perched rakishly at a perilous angle over one ear.
 She approached airily. Her for lorn little person was erect. even sol dierly. She stepped high, as the say- ing is. and without her usual pre- cision In word. the meek and re- tirlng wife of Deacon Rank was hilariously drunkl
 She bore down upon the petriied Mir Crow
 "Is zat you. Au'erson?" she in .quired, coming to an uncertain stop at the foot of the steps.
 For the Lords sake, Lucy-wha what ails your" gasped the horri- fled marshal.
 Nothing ails me. An'erson. New fel' better'n all my lipe-life. Where's my hush-hushban'?
 She brandished her right hand, and clutched in her fingers an implement that caused Anderson's eyes to al- most start from his head
 Whats that you got in your hand?" he cried out.
 Finish? Thass hashet I'm going to cut the deacon's head off wiz it."
 "What!"
 "Yes, shir; thass what I'm goin' cut off. Right smack off, An'erson- and you can't stop me, unnerstan' An n'erson. I been wannin' cuttiz cad off fir twenny-fl' year"
 Gimme that batchet. Lucy Rank. " he commanded. with authority. You ain't yourself, an you know it, You gimme that hatchet an then femme take you home an put you to bed. You'll be all right in the mornin' an"
 "Didden my hussam go, in the Hammer ossif minute ago?" she de manded, fixing baleful glare upon
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wonder the pore woman's ashamed to go to church."
 Whats that? Who says she's ashamed to go to church? Anybody that says my wifes ashamed to go to church Is ais a,-well. he tells story, that's all"
 Well, why don't she go to church7"
 'Taint because she's ashamed of her hat, let me tell you that. Ander- son Crow It's a fine hat an it's just as good as new. She's tryin' to save 1t, that's what she's tryin' to do She knows it's got to last her Ave or six years more, an how in tarnation can she make it last that long if she wears 1t all the time? Use a little common sense, can't you? Besides, I'll thank you not to stick your nose in my family affairs any"
 Whats that you got in your pocket?" demanded Anderson. indi- eating the bulging sides of the dea- cons overcoat.
 None of your businessi"
 Now. don't you get hot. I ask you again, civil as possible what you got in your pocket?"
 "I'm a respectable, tax-paying, church-going citizen of this here town, and I won't put up with any of your cussed insinuations, snap ped the deacon. You act as If I'd stole something. You"
 q ain't accusin' you of stealth anything. I'm only accusln' you of havin' something in your pocket. No harm in that is there?"
 The deacon hesitated for minute. Then he made determined effort to temporize.
 And what's more," he said, ''my wife's hats comin' back into style before long, anyhow. It's just as I keep on tellin' her. The styles kinder go in circles. an If she waits long enough they'll get back to the kind she's wearin', and then she'll be the first woman in Tinkletown to have the very up to-datest style in hats
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She's been hitting old man Ranks stock of hard cider, that's what she's been doing"
 1 "Impossiblei He's our leadin' church He ain't got any hard cider He's dead-set ag'inst in- toxicatin' liquors. I've heard him say 1 it hundred times"
 Well, just ask her." was Harry's rejoinder.
 MT. Crow drew a stool up beside the unfortunate lady and sat down.
 What have you been drinking, Lucy. he asked gently. batting her hand.
 You're liar" said Mrs. Rank. quite distinctly. This was an addi- tional shock to Anderson. The amaz- ing potency of strong drink was here being exemplif1ed as never before in the history of Time. A sober Lucy Rank would no more have called any one liar. than she would have cursed her Maker. Such an expression from the lips of the meek and down-trod- den martyr was unbelievable.-an the way she said itl Not eveh Pat Murphy, the coal-wagon driver. with all his years of practice, could have Sdlu IL WllU SICdtcl utptthCthOS' even Pat who possessed the mascu- line right to amplify the behest with explosives not supposed to be uttered except in the presence of his own sex.
 She'll be swearing next" said Bill Smith. after short silence. T couldn't stand that" he went on. talk ing his coat from peg in the wall.
 MT. Squires took the lady in hand.
 If you will just be patient for a little while. Mrs. Rank. Bill will go out and find your husband and bring him here at once. Fetch the lady's husband" He winked at the depart Ing Bill. 'Now. while we are walt ing for MT. Rank. perhaps you will tell us just why you want to cut his head off today. What has the old villain been up to lateiyY"
 She composed herself for the re- cltal The two men looked down at her with pity in their eyes- ] He d'sHerted me today-abon---
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for one like that" and any one who has ever come in contact with an old time printer will know precisely what he meant.
 "Oh, my poor b'loved hussnm, :" murmured Mrs Rank My poor b'loved hussam whass I have endured 'f'r twenty-f years wiz aller Chrissen forcitude of-where is my poor hussam?"
 She swept the floor with a hay, uncertain look Not observing any thing that looked like a head, she turned bleary, accusing eye upon Bill Smith. the printer and there is no telling what she might have said to him if Harry Squires had not in tervened.
 "sit down here, Mrs. Rank--do. Your husband is all right. He was here few minutes ago, and-which way did he go, Bill7"
 Out" said Bill laconically, jerk ing his head in the direction of an open window at the rear.
 "Didden-didden cuttiz 'ead off?" demanded Mrs. Rank.
 Mot so's you'd notice it." said Bill.
 Well, 'en, whose 'ead did I c'off?" "Nobody's. my dear lady" said Squires, soothingly. Everything 8 all right-quite all right. Please
 Where's my hashet? Gimme my hashet. I insiss on my hashet. I gotter cuttiz cad off. Never ress in my grave till I cuttiz 'ead off,
 Presently they succeeded in quiet ing her She sat Imply in an arm chair, brought from the front office, and stared pathetically up into the faces of the three perspiring men. Gan you beat it?" spoke Harry SQuires to the beaddled marshal
 Where do you suppose she got it?" muttered Anderson, helplessly. Maybe she had a toothache or some thing and took a little brandy" Not a bit of it." said Harry.
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The only moral to De attached to this story lies in the brief statement that Mrs. Crows indisposition, slight in duration though 1t was. so occu- pied MT. Crowns attention that by, the time he was ready to begin hisI search the second night after thel song service, there wasn't so much as pint of hard cider to be found in Tinkletown. This condition was due in large measure, no doubt. to the fact that Shocks Creek is an un- usually swift little stream. t might even be called turbulent.
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1921-07-07

tnlng tnar the boss might be going to.
say about the editorial in the Noun
taineer. "I'm trying to believe that
the men higher up in your railroad
councils haven't fathered this Hatch
scheme Of consolidation-which is
more than some of the other pencil
pushers will do for you, I'm afraid.
Thanks to your publicity measures,
everybody believes that you still hold
the whip-hand over the combination
with your ground leases. I'm not ask
ing what you propose to do; / am
merely taking it for granted that you
are going to stick to your policy, and
hoping that you will come and tell me
about 1t when you are ready to talk"
IT shall do just that" the boss prom
ised; and I guess he would have been
glad to let the matter drop at this,
only Cantrell wouldn't.
81 lost three good hours sleep this
morning on the chance of catching you
here at table," the editor went on.
"a little whisper leaked in over the
wires last night, Or, rather, early this
morning, that set me to thinking. You
haven't been having any trouble with
your w employees lately, have you,
Norcross?'
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you can never fall so far that you
can't fall a little farther; have. you
ever remarked that. major?' And then
he went OF to explain: Perkins, our
Desert Division superintendent, says
that the locals OF the various rail
road labor unions have just notified
him of the unanimous passage of a
strike. vote-the strike to go into eff
feet at midnight
IA strike?-On the railroad? Why,
Graham. son, you don't mean i'll"
"The men seem to mean (which
Is much more to the purpose. They
are striking in sympathy with the
G. s. &. w. employees. / fancy that
settles our little experiment in good
%railroading definitely, major. Dunton
doesn't want a ~receiyership, but he'll
have to take n now. The bottom
will drop out of the stock and break
the market when this strike news gets
on the wire, and that will end it. I
wish to God there were some way in
which / could save Mr.. Chadwick: he
has trusted me. major, and 1--we
failed him.
tConslnusa Next WesHs
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mot a hit in The world. Wrny?"
'"There is some little excitement,
with the public taking a hand in it.
There were indignation meetings held
last night in a number of the towns
along your lines, and resolutions We're
passed protesting against the action
of the new combination in cutting
wages. and asserting that public senti-
ment would be with the G.. S. & w.
employees If they are forced to carry
out their threat Of striking at noon
today. The whisper that I spoke of
minated that the protest might ex-
tend to the railroad employees"
There's nothing in it" said the boss
decisively. II suppose you mean in
the way of a sympathetic strike, and
that is entirely improbable. I Imagine
very few of the G. Sc w. employees
belong to any of the labor unions"
"a strike on the railroad would hit
you pretty hard just now, wouldn't
it?" Cantrell asked.
Mr.. Norcross lodged the question.
We're not going to have a strike"
he ayerred; and since we had finished
u breakfast. he made a business ex-
Gus and we slid out.
When we reached the office we found
Mr.. Van Britt on hand, reading the
morning paper.
sYou don't get around as early as
you might was the little ~millionaire's
comment when the boss walked Inland
opened up his desk. tive been wait
ing nearly a half-hour for you to show
up. Seen the papers"
The boss nodded.
II don't mean the strike business;
I mean the market quotations.
no / didn't look at them
'.They are Interesting. P. s. Z,
Common went up another three points
Yesterday. It closed ct 3S and a frac-
tion. You know what that means,
Graham It means that Uncle Breck.
enridge and his crowd are already
joyfully discounting your coming resig.
nation. Somebody has given them d
wire tip that you are as good as down
and out, and unless asmiracle OF some
sort can be pulled Off, / guess the tiI
Is a straight one. Strong as he is
Chadwick can't carry you alone
drop it, snapped the boss irritably
And then Have you come TO tel
me that Won have reconsidered thai
fool letter you wrote me last night?'
1Notin a million years" returned the
escaped captive airily, * am here
this morning as n paying patron Of
the Pioneer Short Line. want t.
hire d special train Ia go--well. any
where I please. o.. sssyir !ierkwater rail
Cavalier County farmers press. (Langdon, N.D.) 1920-1921, 1921-07-07
CHAPTER XVII
The Beginning Of the End

5EtNEEHN. ~ aN n IE5Usa
However much the Hatch people
may have wanted to avoid publicity
regarding the change of ownership
and policies in the Storage & Ware
house reorganization, the prompt an
nonncement OF a general strike Of the
employees was enough to make every
! newspaper in the state sit up and take
notice.
We had the Mopntaineer at the
breakfast-table in the club grill-room
on the morning Of the day when the
strike was advertised to so into effect.
There was n news story, with big
headlines In red Ink. and also an
editorial. Cantreil didn't say anything
sagainst the railroad company. His
comments were those of an observer
who wished to he STRAIGHTFORWARD and
fair to all concerned, hut his edi-
torinl did not spare the sillg local
Stockholders whose swapping and sell
ing had made the coup possible,
Cantreli, himself. mild eyed and look.
Ing as n he'd rot out uf he'd anout
three hours too enrly, lrifted Info the
grlll.room and took d seat at our table
before we were through.
~ wanted ID be decent about II
NorerDss, 30 said, forestaliing nav
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tcsaslnu.A Next Wees.
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CHAPTER xIII.-Evidence accumulates
that Norcross' enemies are plotting his
death, but against all advice he decides
on a trip On a special train over the line.
A pilot engine, travelling ahead, discovers
displaced rail which would have thrown
the special down a mountain side. Nor
cross hears for the first time that Sheila
Macraesis married He refuses to believe
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CHAPTER xI.-The sudden return, Of
Sheila's uncle drives the intruder away.
Later Dodds recognizes him as Howard
CoIlingwood, nephew Of President Dun
on Of the Pioneer Short Line. A series
Of wrecks on the line. impossible to ex-
plain, cause alarm to the management.
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BRAMWELL

Mr.. and Mrs. L. R. Norwood and
Miss Ellen, Mr.. and Mrs. Henry Nor
wood and Master George and Mrs.
Martin, all of Hanna, took Sunday
dinner with Mrs. Lyons and brother,
H. C. McMaster.
Mr. and Mrs. Wells attended Mrs.
Cecil Ahlborn's funeral at Falk Mon
day.
Mrs. Nohe, who is visiting her son,
Chauncey Payne, left Wednesday for
short business trip to Montana.
Mr.. and Mrs. E. C. Warns of En-
NETT and Mrs. Varns's mother, Mrs.
L. R, Meek of Marissa, H., spent the
day Friday with H. C. McMaster and
Mary Lyons.
Ed Wells and family drove over to
Nampa Wednesday.
A representative Of the Salt Lake
Wooden mills is around this week
among the farmers, taking orders for
next winters clothing. We suspect
that not many Of them believe in pre-
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Ashes from the furnace Of the Max
arene hospital of Nampa are being
treated by chemists in Denver in an
effort to recover a small quantity Of
radium valued At 5000 which was
thrown into the furnace fire with
some surgical dressings Saturday.
The radium belongs to DR.. Stewart
of Boise, who had loaned it to Dr..
Mangum Of Nampa to treat his moth
or, sufferer from canesr. A student
nurse gathered up the small capsule
containing the radium and sent it to
the furnace with some surgical dress
ings to be burned. She realized the
loss and quickly notified DR.. Stewart.
The latter came down Saturday and
the ashes from the furnace were care
fully removed, boxed, and shipped to
Denver. Radium is indestructible
and it is thought that word will be re-
ceived in few days stating that the
valuable substance has been recover
ed.-Nampa Leader Herald.
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SOUTH SLOPE

1frs. Rex Colvin of Eugene, Or.
is visiting her parents, Mr.. and Ar1
Fred West on Boise avenue south.
Mr.. and Mrs.. C. W. Cook and
daughter Grace called At the Paul
Kfauver home Saturday.
The ditch election on the Slope wa
unanimous in favor Of the dam.
Mr.. and Mrs. Walter C. Stone an
ed at the C. W. Cook home Saturday
afternoon.
Mr.. and Mrs. Albert Vance, Miss
Alice Stinson and daughter Iona mo-
tored to Caldwell Sunday and visited
with Mrs. Ray Stinson. Mrs. Stin-
son remained for few days longer
visit
The Crescent Club had an enjoyable
meeting at the club house Friday.
Almost the entire membership was
present and the various committees
gave reports Of the past year. Elec-
ton Of officers for the ensuing year
resulted ~ follows: Mrs. J. ]. Raider,
president; Mrs. Ed Tyler, vice presi-
dent; Mrs. ". M. Wilson, secretary;
Mrs. Jason Kelley, financial secretary;
Mrs. Ed Modin, treasurer. The club
presented the retiring president, Mrs.
Henyr Obermeyer, with two beauti-
full pieces Of cut glass and . wster
color painting in appreciation Of her
valuable services during the past two
years. Mrs.. Kefauver and Mrs. Kim
bro were hostesses. They served .
delicious lunch at the close Of the bus
mess session.
Mr.. Burt and Miss Clara Peterson
called on Miss Grace Cook at the C.
w. Cook home Sunday afternoon.
Mr.. Ballard was on the Slope last
week in the interest of the new mail
route.
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A Narrow Escape

Geo. Cornelius, assistant water
master, had narrow escape last
Tuesday which might have resulted
in very serious affair, and altogeth-
er likely would have landed Geo. in
the "bug house." or 80 days in the
cooler under the courthouse. Geo.
had been down town that morning to
do little work for the city and llur-
ried home to chage his clothes to get
back to town to take a hand in the
election, he discarded his overalls and
work jacket, put on clean shirt, but
toned up his collar, gave his necktie
a twist, hurried into his coat and vest,
grabbed his hat and out of the door be
was hitting the high places for town
on high gear when his wife came to
the door and informed him that he
would make q better appearance
among the ladies if he would come
back and put on his pants.-Payette
Enterprise.
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Relatively in the Barber Shop
ia see where Einstein was over
in this country?"
who's Einstein :"
"Don't you know? He's this bird
with = big new theory"
Theory O. WHAT"
"Say, are you ignorant. This guy
Einstein has q theory that proves ev-
erything IN know as bein dead
wrong"
NThat's nothin' new. Ny wife
holds tina same theory"
"Naw, that's not the idee a-tall.
Einstein goes sumphin' like this:
First of he says a straight line is
crooked"
"Do tell! He'll have a chance to
sober up while he's over here if he'll
get out of New york"
Nov don't try to be funny; Pm
explainin' this matter to ~. Ya'rs
absolutely not up to now if Va don't
know Einstein. The next thing he
says is that light don't shine
straight"
"Gosh! He must put double por-
ton of raisins in his mash"
Gus for talkin' ike that va don't
deserve to know about these theories,
but Pm gonna tell va for your own
good. Then he says that maybe ya're
movin' and maybe ya're not. Maybe
it's JUS tina other fellow travelin' and
passin' va by makes va thing so.
Like on a train, is tina way he puts
it. See ?"
"Yu make it so plain, how could l
help but see7"
Well, that bein' the case, when va
arrive at this point va simply jump
off and draw your own conclusions,
as near as l can make it out. Rela-
tivity, that's the word. va can ex-
plain anything va want to by relativ-
ity Have va got it now"
Sure! va can explain anything
va want to to your relatives - but
they won't believe it,"
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HANNA

T. o. Smith Of Boise was in our
neighborhood Saturday looking over
his bench land
Mrs. R B. Ross was . school visit
or on Tuesday.
Miss Nettie Hale came over from
Little Rock Thursday to visit her
sister, Mrs. Allen Thompson. She
returned to her home Sunday.
Miss Fynette Guthrie was a caller
ut the Wentworth home Monday.
4. Miss Lois Spoor has been quite
sick for several days, having . slight
attack Of pneumonia, but is much
better ut present
]. l. Carter was in the vicinity on
Wednesday preparing to move his
sheep to their summer range.
Mr.. and Mrs. Chas Bolton, accom-
panied by their cousin Mrs. Wallace
of Enid, Okla, drove over from their
ranch on Little Willow Sunday and
spent the day with Mrs. Wayman and
Josephine.
Chas. Love sold his crops this week
to Mr.. Thornton and is moving his
family to Emmett.
The j. l. Guthrie and R. B. Went
worth families were dinner guests at
the Wayman home Sunday.
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The following Siamsse oath report
ed by The Once Dog" indicates that
in Slam perjury h 10 hight matter:
May the blood drop from ny boAy !;
may my head break IN two; may the
eroeodIles devour me; may b com
PEELED to carry water In wicker baH
kets to quench the flames Of he'll i; may
suffer the most horrible fortunes nm
I'll my years are ~ many As the grains
Of sand BY the sea, II violate this
my solemn oath."-World Outlook
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Mox.inents Of Insects.

Insects do not steer by shifting the
abdomen from side to side. as has
been supposed. but by pressure from
changing the angle and force OF the
wing beats. This is The conclusion Of
DR.. f. Stellwaag. of the University OF
Erlangen. who has succeeded In max
Ing close observation Of the flights
Of dragon flies, bees and other in
sects, by means of light passing
though q suffered slit. Direction was
changed without abdomen movement