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Frs TAKE REVENGE ON BIsoNs BY 5-To-1 VICTORY
Kelly Is Pounded for EIepen BLOWS in
Tuesdays Game While Hoffman Holds
GreybuH Helpless in Pinches

GREYBULL, wyo, June 15-Keeping hits well scattered
and. working out of all but one of the tight holes, Guy Hoff-
stayed the full route against the Bisons, yesterday. and
Casper won, 5 to /. Greybull started the scoring with a lone
run in the third ard this was tied by Casper in the same in
ming. The visitors followed with three runs in the fourth,
, 1921-06-16
Do You Buy a Motor Car
"Sight Unseen?"

You see the vital aspect of a car only by the way
hard service affects it.
VIII it become loose and noisy? Grow wastefuI Of oil and
fuel? Lose efficiency? Require requirements, frequent
repairs and adjustments ?
Or will it remain free of these disabilities?
, 1921-06-16
There is a Simple Way to Tell

You have the all-important advantage
of being able to ask owners. Make use of
it. Find out how the car you are thinking
of buying has served other owners. Learn
what mileage they get On gasoline, oil and
tires. Is the second OF. the third 10000
miles more costly than THE first? Is it
just as satisfactory in performance?
Would that owner buy another car of
the same make?
OF course there are basic reasons why
Essex differs from other light cars-why
owners compare it to costly cars.
And we will be glad of an early oppor-
tunity to explain the many points of
advantage that only costly cars share
with Essex.
, 1921-06-16

Lot opening in Highland Park ad-
dition- One hundred choice lots for
sale. Turner and Waldron. owner.
office in Smith-Tufner Drug store.
Phone 1zs. 6-11-6ts
, 1921-06-16

Jcweiry and watch repairing by ex-
pert workmen. All work guaranteed.
Casper Jeweiry Mfg. Co.. o-S. Bldg.
a-s-tf
, 1921-06-16

Goldfish have been known ; to live
for go years.
, 1921-06-16

The season wa nearly two months
old before Eppa Rixey OF this cincin-
natl Reds made a putout.
, 1921-06-16

H.E.

At Washington r. II. E.
Cleveland 900 GOO COL oo--7 I6 1
Washington 900 040 003 0l-5 10 1
Batteries-Bagby. Caldwell. Mails.
Morton and Nunamalser. Thomas;
Shaw. Acosta. Schacht and Charity.
, 1921-06-16

At Philadelphia r. H. T..
st. Louis 900 COL 03e1-10 II 9
Philadelphia 003 o02 i00o-9 II 3
Batteries-Davis.. Bayne. Kolp and
SEVERED; Moore and Perkins.
, 1921-06-16
AMERICAN LEAGUE

At BostceE X ii. f.
100 0eo 500Es IL o
Boston 49,. O0I> Ios 1905 IA o.
Batteries - McWeeney. Wilkinson
and Schaik; Jones. Russell and Wal
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dream! He dressed hurriedly and
went down into the garden. Out in
the air he always felt better and
more able to cope with things. but,
as he was crossing the lawn, some
one called rs name. and. turning.
he saw Anne following him from
the house. She looked prettier and
happier than he had ever seen her,
and she was simply dressed in a
short dark skirt and a white blouse
and made her look very young.
"I meant to be- up before you,"
{ she said. slipping her hand through
his arm. She raised her dark eyes
TO his face. 'Ts It all right-still?"
she asked, flushing a little.
"Everythings always all right IL
you love me-" he answered. They
went down to the river and walked
along the grassy bank.
And what shall we do today?"
Ammo asked suddenly. do you
know, I feel as II for the lest two
days I've lost you somehow-and
that last night found you again"
But even as she spoke. against
her will, she thought OF the letter
Tommy had put into her hands, and
a little tremble shook her.
The Fortune Hunter glanced
down In swift concern. You're not
cold?"
NO" She laughed and shook her
head. someone walked over my
grave"
He frowned, but made on answer,
and they walked on silently. but
the new quiet happiness with which
she had awakened that morning
was already shadowed by the un-
willing memory Of that other girl.
She turned desperately to her old
excuse-there was come explana-
tion; no man could SO deliberately
deceive the woman who loved him!
She would go on trusting him, no
matter what happened, and some
day perhaps everything would come
right. ..-
But when she spoke again the
life seemed to have gone out Of her
voice. I'VE ought to turn-it must
be breakfast time"
The Fortune Hunter glanced
swiftly down at her grave face.
Last night she had said that ev-
erything was all right-she had
said the same thing again this
morning, but the Fortune Hunter
knew she was only decelving her
self, and that nothing could ever
be right for either of them again.
Mr.. Harding was already at the
breakfast table when Anne and the
Fortune Hunter entered the room.
He looked up from some papers he
was reading with rather a preoc-
cupied smile.
Morning, my dear-morning
John-there's a letter for you"
For me!" The Fortune Hunter
caught the letter up sharply, his
face flushing. There was only one
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q start. crushing the letter into his
pocket.
"A business letter. that's all,
nothing very interesting"
He tried to turn the conversation. p
What are we to- do today?
thought there was TO be some won
deFful program? It's going to be
spIendidiy fine, too"
She knew II was a deliberate at
tempt to change the subject, and
for a moment she could not trust
i herself to speak.
Why had she ever gone down TO
him last night? No doubt he had
taken her kisses and fond words
with a covert smile. She had no
faith left in him-he was not
thoughts crowded over one an
other in her mind. until suddenly
she met his eyes and felt ashamed.
Shall We go for a long walk?
I haven't shown you half the
places round here yet-but / for
got! You're not a good walker?
The Fortune Hunter laughed.
Not a good walker? Why, I've
spent half my life tramping the
world. l." He checked himself
hurriedly, conscious Of a subtle
change in her face.
Il thought-after you hurt your
leg" she said uncertainty.
There was poignant silence,
which Mr.. Harding broke by push
ing back his chair and rising.
You'll excuse me, my dear. I've
letters TO write" He hustled out
of the room and the Fortune Hunter
arose and went to stand behind
Anne's chair, his hands on her
shoulders.
TT is who feel now that / have
lost you again since last night" he
said hoarsely.
She sat quite still. her head a
little downbent. her hands clasped
in her lap;-then suddenly she broke
out in passionate despair.
"Oh. I'm jealous-jealous; it's
just as II you shut me out of your
life-as IL l were a child, only TO be
kissed and petted. but never told
anything. i thought il was going
10 be SO different. Il thought we
were going to be everything to
each other-I thought after all
had suffered-the years 1 waited
for you"
Anne, for Gods sake"
She half turned in her chair, and
looked up at him. and for a mo-
ment she was shocked into silence
by the suffering in his face; then
she stretched out her hand and laid
II on>his arm. John, oh, John. 81.
what is it?"
The Fortune Hunter trust a hand
into his coat pocket and took out
the crumpled letter.
''If you're hurt because I didn't
show you this-read it! suppose
you thought IL was from a woman.
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person who was In the least likely
to write to him. he knew, and that
was Irenie Clayer. He supposed 1t
was an acknowledgment of his
check, but the writing on the en-
yelope was not hers.
He laid IT down beside his plate,
face downward. and took his seat.
Read il II you Gre to, John"
all formal here. are we, uncie?"
There's no hurry; Il will wait
it's only a business letter."
The Fortune Hunter answered
hurriedly; he felt confused. with
out knowing why. Anne flushed
family.
oh, well. IL it's only q business
letter." she said quietly.
Jealousy was waking again in
her heart-this letter was from a
woman, she was sure, else why
could not John read 1t In the ordi-
nary way. instead Of looking SO
embarrassed?
Tommy late this morning. the
Fortune Hunter asked with an ef-
fort. He knew quite well what
that he had made another biunder
letter and reading its contents.
Tommy nearly always Is late"
Mr.. Harding said absently. 81 am
afraid we have fpoilt him, my
dear"
The Fortune Hunter glanced
quickly at Anne and saw the set
folds of her pretty mouth and the
flush on her cheeks. and he real
lied with despair that the bridge
of kisses they had built last night
was already tottering to a fall.
He took up the letter lying be-
side his plate and slit open the en-
velope recklessly.
Its contents were brief and type
written. and sent from the head
office of a London bank:
Dear Sir-We have today re-
ceived a draft from the Bank of
Australia. sydney placing to your
credit the sum Of $4,000 with the
request that we Immediately notify
you at Cherry Lodge. Somerton-on-
Thames. We await your instruc-
uons on the matter. Assuring you
Of our best attention, we arc
Yours faithfully :"
The Fortune Hunter sat like a
man turned to stone; he was nailed
to his lies now at all events; this
was surely the last step along the
pathway OF deceit.
He forgot that Anne was watch
ing him as he sat there. his break
fast untouched. staring before him
with strained eyes.
Thirty thousand pounds? 1t was
lmpossible! How could be do this
thing2
Good news, John?" Anne asked
with an effort. and her lips trem-
bled In soits OF her efforts to '.An
them steady.
The Fortune Hunter turned WI,n
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THE FORTUNE HUNTER

pocket and unlocked one Of the
drawers In the chest.
It was an untidy drawer; he had
thrust half the contents from one
OF the boxes upstairs into IL, and
for the first time now, the Fortune
Hunter went carefully and method
cally through the heap Of papers.
Bills, many OF them-letters Of no
Importance, many of them from wo-
men. other documents which seemed
to have been kept for no reason
whatever, and, last OF all. q folded
parchment tied with pink tape.
The Fortune Hunter opened II
apprehensiyely- as with queer ir-
relevance Irenie Claver's half-mock-
ing words came back to his mind:
"If a things worth doinE, it's worth
doing well-eyen being a criminal"
He smiled bitterly at the memory;
she, too. had taken II for granted
that he was a blackguard.
He glanced down at the document
in his hand-it was a will roughly
made, and altered here and there in
pencil.
There was a gift Of $1,000 to Irenie
Claver, and another small bequest
Il
Fortune Hunter had never heard,
but Il was the last paragraph Of all
that struck homo to him.
"The remainder Of my money, and
all other properties, I leave abso-
lutely and entirely to Anne Harding.
Of Cherry Lodge. Somerton, Eng
land, the one woman who stood by
me. and believed In me, when I did
not deserve IT,"
So by using this mans money. he
was robbing Anne! At every turn.
whatever he did, Il was Anne who
must suffer. II he left her now
IL he walked out of the house to-
night and never returned, he would
break her heart. and II he. stayed, It
could but end in the same way too!
He stood for a long time lost In
thought: the open window and the
night and the long, winding road be-
yond seemed to be waiting for him,
calling to him.
He thrust the will back into the
drawer and locked the room. with
out another glance. then he crossed
the room. and pulled down the win
dow. shutting out the night and the
winding road.
''I will not go. will stay" he
told himself fiercely. "She loves me,
and because she loves me things will
have to come right"
But when the Fortune Hunter at
last fell asleep, II was to dream that
he was walking miles and miles
through a dark wood, searching
hopelessly for Anne; sometimes he
could hear her voice. but always It
got fainter and further away. and
he woke shaking and trembling like
a woman, to find the daylight pour &.
ling into his room.
A dream-thank God, only a
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By RUBY AYERS

suppose you thought was lying
TO you and deceiving you again"
The hard bitterness Of his voice
g"aded her beyond endurance. she
pushed the letter away.
Il don't want TO read it; ] don't
care if IL is from a woman You
lied 70 me once-about that photo
graph-you've never tried to ex-
plain or tell me who she was.-..
Oh. wish-I wish you'd never
come homer
She warded him on with tremb-
ling hands when he would have
touched her-she ran past him ana
out OF the room
So the bridge Of kisses had fallen,
as the Fortune Hunter had known
IL was bound 10 fall What was the
use Of going on struggling to make
some sort OF happiness when the
only foundation on which he could
build IL was a lie?
He took his hat and went down
into the village. wandering on rest
lessly through the struggling street
unconscious OF his surroundings.
II was only when he was cross
ing the bridge where he had stood
in the rain that wet afternoon with
Anne that he saw Fernie coming
towards him The Fortune Hunters
face hardened; he had not seen the
man since the meeting on the sta
tion platform, and, as Fernie drew
nearer. he deliberately turned his
back on him, leaning his elbows on
the low wall Of the bridge and
staring down at the river
But Fernie was not SO easily
snubbed, and he sauntered up to the
Fortune Hunter. his hands stuck
into the pockets OF his shabby cor
duroy breecheA
Nice morning, Mr.. Smith,
The Fortune Hunter looked
around. but made no answer
Not tired OF Somerton yet
them" the elder man went on, still
in the same insinuating voice.
The Fortune Hunter stood up
right. his eyes very fierce
Not yet Mr.. Fernie,- he said
slowly.
"'HumphT- The old man grinned
and nodded his head slowly. Going
to give Il another day or two, eh?
Well. I'm not sure that I don't
rather admire your pluck. after
ALL Good morning. And he
sauntered of again whistling softly.
The Fortune Hunter stood look
ing after him, his hands clenchcd.
then he laughed and shrugged his
shoulders: he was not afraid Of
Fernie; he was not afraid Of any
one in the world except the woman
who loved him
CTe BE Continued TomorpvJ
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tcoatinusd From Y.s..rd.y.)

(oonttnusd From Ysstsrdsy.)
She missed the hopelessness of his
passionate words; she only heard
their sweetness, and for some mo-
ments they clung together and kiss
ed; then she drew away from him
with little sigh.
And it's quite all right again
everything" she asked slyly.
Everything"
I've been SO unhappy" she whis-
pered-
He could not trust himself to
answer; he was afraid that another
word would break him down; he
went with her into the hall, kissed
her again, and watched her till a
bend in the stars hid her from him
And it's quite all right again
everything?" her whispered question
haunted him and his own reply.
All right again? He knew, that It
never could be. He knew that the
bridge they had built that night
with kisses and the clasp Of despair
ing arms would not stand secure in
the light OF day; he know that with
the morning the old shadows and
doubts would creep back again and
QTlNe them SIlll
He put out the light and went up
to his own room
II only he were worthy Of her;
although all last night he had not
slept sleep was far enough away
from him now; there seemed to be
a fiery wheel OF thought revolving
in his head which would give him
no rest.
What was the end OF Il all TO be?
He could see nothing in the future
but separation and heartbreak for
them both.
He cursed the day that had
brought him to Somerton, and yet
he knew that 1t had given him the
greatest happiness of his life.
Whatever happened there would
never be another woman for him;
no one could ever take Anne's place
in his heart.
He took off his coat and waist
coat and slipped into a dressing
gown. II was useless going to bed,
useless trying to sleep.
He paced up and down the room
rCStlessly half a dozen times, us
thoughts all on the future; If one
could only see into tiff one could
only know what was going to hap
pen! II would have been such a
simple solution to his life, il he and
John Smith could have changed
places that autumn afternoon in the
woods. and IL he had been left Tying
there with the bracken bending
above him.
And even now the whole story was
not known. There were many pa
pers belonging to the dead man he
had not yet found the courage to
examine. and. with a sudden i'm
pulse, he took his keys from a coat
The Washington herald., 1921-09-18
THE ROAD OF HATE


poor ma is Just q GRIMM behind us thers
At the thought Of what shes about to dc. Z.
Have you no decsncy7- sIa.ed Terry.
but she faced him unabsshed
got what Got and know what know.
and that's more nor you do right this minute.
Nov get you down and have that Asathsa
open that there s.ts-
II vas = black browed japanese ,.sorw
who iurked behind the sats, sulIsn with rus-
pscson st sight Of such . thronx pouring
down On Las PaIomas from those inirntca,
meuntatna
This is funeral, open that cate" Terry
ordered a. be strobe forward
mo sabs--
open-thst-sats- Terry repeated, his
fAce blanehins danserousiy, but the Japane..
rstreated to the rsfuEs Of his national inso-
isnt non-underst.ndine.
Ne no sabe-
From ths knot Of msn At Tsrrz-s back q
murmur went up. One of them damned
ofynde Japa--R Refusing to let us brinr Oh,
our dead now.-S- ksdrs do pse.-oue oos.-
Above II, from vhsrs she mt on th. sss.
d ths nowsr deeksd wagon. came AIMS
cracked var vhoop-
Terry Donohus-hrsak that r.ts-
Inc 'aPanese vas more insolant now, true-
uient a. outy one Of his raos ean bs VIZ.
backed By whits aztharfsy. Tbs sxbs ~ .
snn m hi hsnd srsusht sn sasvwang snd
wicked n.lh a sessi snsnsse TIE crowd
Pulling Euns sn . f.neral-ss hsil vtxs
the otyndss-
k1n the yellow sktnnsd dsvfn.
tnsn . sud6en, concerted shsus.
-osms o.. boyE-
An ugH mament, haR h1nA.a - q Ars.A
ascss Of fog. . snsx1 nks tAas q nrSta.r
valves ths sound Il erashfng tsrnbsx q
sAot o. two. A the v.pms tAs,,sd ss,s. H.
soad s.ts lay ., mass e sps,ntsrs Q. d,
grs1na and ths ya1aass ~ aysnr Avn
ths rod. already haR Ssst h H. .,.ss
vra<hsd mise
A.a Ann. o.srhtng - ths s.a.s vssa Q.
snsA rsh.h ehuckis. urssd ths h.-.~ ~.
vard
seanA sakde, Id. I g0t . ssars ae.4n es~u
oSndss nyssf and tis M and Jane pooe.
hue wfn .ssttis II togsthr.-
Th~s vas . hftssrnsss alss in tAs r,>eb
sooss a the DovS and The Sea that unornns
- Elssn osypds took counsel With A,r ,oa.
High esf,ed. in the fashion Of the sixhtis.L n,
hmhrequins6 Window looking eut q H.
vsndsreak Of twkted expresses. the houss
vss nsvsr anything bat . gloomy p,aoa.
Now. IN TIE added chill Of fog and kssp-
sdgsd searwtnd, Il bad sou,ething e the
q psbaic building.
Yoa ars sws Tat ths supreme oosrt -
ruted aSaanst 80 she asked tncrsdulousiy,
and Trsd oaynds stopped his pacing IN irri-
tstsd rsnncnsfranos.
Coed heavens. mother. 20 hs.rl Dixsas
nsAgs yourself. didn't yuuf.
II san hardly bslisvs T.. me snsvrsA
3sSnsd m sober perfection sven at that sarfy
no1s. stm prsssrvtnG her superficial pAac4d-
,ss. she slt there hks ths supporter e spms
leorsssfvs institntton Of which tAak rsn yas
he odBea Bat beneath that surface Il v.s
v though h@ world were bstng rocked ~
ubt,etfvs sarthquakss. To her ths thirty.
,sar ssaang q thsss gatss had almost ths
.netisa q . rsagisn. vf1ns thstr frosd
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stairway and its Atmosphere Of ineuraSls
mustiness That was a. Tar into the
Glynde house a. rsrry's feet would 60
They faced each other In the chin Of that
hallway; barren moment sterile with I'm
possibility its eentsr the figure Of lane
Donohue. already quaver1ns under the tn
umph she could not Qufts sustain Then her
son spoke.
So this vas just . trick. hs Accused
from between set teeth. and At ths sound Il
It his mother collapsed ints . chair.
Ellen" she moaned, an the habit Of thirty
years before ressserting itsslf In that appeal
to her stronger sister. But Terry went 70
morselessay on.
mo consideration Of my feeline. no CON
sideration for our neishbors. or for anything
but your own stupid hot housed hate
-Tery-remember an your mother.
If were not remembering II should
be saying a great deal more he answered
After this one thing is Understood. tia
Nacimiento Ranch Ii mine and shar run
Il a. see nt-
You turn your poor mother eut eS her
own home" wept Mrs Donohue.
My mother will always have q home IN
come-I shall see to that Lacy he turned
to where th. girl waited, pack anything
you can rightly call your own and be ready
In fifteen minutes. We vii drive To San
Luis and be married tins sfternooo--
-Locy-- CALCULATED Mrs Glynde,. but
from halfway up the stairway the GIRL fseed
her in a stiffness Of sIaltation.
"Yee. aunt; Terry and have been en-
EaSed for nearly three years.
In the silence that ensued Terry was TO
ing: an almost crashing xilenoe, brohsn only
BY . bubble q song - Locy dashed Up the
stairs. and across 1t the two sisters faeed
each other In . realisation Of the futflity Of
their thirty years q warfare.
-TeTy-my son-you are kfn4n9 ma.
nspsd Jane Donohus shs fen back IN an
the appeal Of ens Of her spells,- bot Terry
was beyond the reach Of that now.
II hardly think %. mother he answered.
Mr.. G4ynde. since you are the rsal cause
Of my mothers sickness, VIII leave bar IN
your care; We know that n d nst necessariIy
fatal
He went at that, shouiderins aside Fred
Glynde, who, between him and the door,
tried vainiy to hold hh ground. AZ the
door ci.shed shut behind him Ellen Giynds
spoke again in that relapse to the relations
Of thirty Year, before a. II all that had since
happened were wiped out
" His fathers temper, jana
-Yes, poor Terence always d,d Just what
he wanted and thsrs vas no chansinr htm
-as you ven know, Mien'
-You vere never nttsd 10 bring up sua..
Mrs. Gfynde went On. bot vtth . stray trsA
sf Jasmine falling over - esr. Jsns pons-
hue flashed back IN weak aapsrity.
Mot . word asains Terry; vont ha~s
K. He's quite right and . bsttsr sH never
stspped, and Il your Yrsd thsrs had tbs
'ptrit to taIk to you NE t,.at yead b.
woman To-Day. Rlsn..
-Jans. how did you como 10 thinf Of doing
Iuch a senssisss thing - .thisr' bsr sister
demanded.
Il didn'e v.s waIhins An. W. sag
rsstsd ~