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The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-10-20

Arnet, MI. and Mrs. iyanhos Ar
nett ali Of Fairmcnt, Mr.. and Mrs.
S. 3. satterfield Of Ellenborough.
and Mrs. Ula yelling and two chill.
dren Of connellsyille, Pa, were en-.
tertained at the home Of Mr.. and
Mrs. c. c. ATnett last Sunday.
Class Party.
Members OF the Shining Stars
Glass Of the o. B. Sunday school
were entertained at a candy party
at the home Of their teacher, M!ss
Emma Amos. Monday evening or
this week. The evening was spent
in games suitable to little folks
and refreshments served by the
teacher.
Those present were Charles HUI.
man, Ernest Lloyd Wilson, William;
Wilson, Naom! HamrIck, Margaret
Sabo, John Yost, John Edgar Phil.
lips, Leatha Jones. Albert Railey,
John Fireman, Eloise Hamrick,
Lorene Wilson, Lois Yost, kath.
crime Freeman, Glen Bowman. La.
vina Bowman, Arthur Jones, Sarah
May Huffman, Robert Jones, Ger
trude Harlis, Mary Hamrick, Flos.
sic Hamrick, Arlenu Amos, Ruth
Hamrlck, Gertrude WILSON, and
Alma Smith.
To Phllippi.
Mr.. and Mrs. p. A. Bartholow,
Mr.. and Mrs. Arthur Bartholow,
Mr.. and Mrs. Claude Pierce ant
Mrs. ". E. West, the latter Of East
Park. composed a party Of persons
who motored to Philippi last Sum
day where they spent the day with
friends.
With Miss HamrIek.
Members OF the Sunday school
class OF the u. B. Church that Is
taught by Miss Lulu Hnmrick were
entertained Mt her home Tuesday
evening. Games and music served
as diversions and refreshments
were served at q suitable hour.
Son Born.
A son was horn to Mr.. and Mrs.
Gus johnson. last Sunday morning.
Mr.. and Mrs. Johnson reside on
Bridge street.
Takes Position.
Charleton Grice recently accept
ed position as desk hoy and as.
sistant secretary at the Y. NJ. c.
a. at Fairmont. Mr.. Grice began
his new duties Tuesday morning.
To Michigan.
W. F. Ash and daughter, Mrs.
Harold Baker, left today for Colum.
bus, Ohio, where the latter will
Join her husband. Later Mr.. ard
Mrs. Baker will 30 to Detroit,
Mich, where the former holds a
position and where they expect to
reside.
Personals.
Mrs. George HnmrIcli, who has
been In poor health for some time.
was at Cook Hospital yesterday foi
a medical examination.
Mr.. and Mrs. William Bailey OF
Baxter are guests Of their son,
Guy Bailey and Mrs. Bailey on
High Lawns.
Miss Olive May Clamp. who
makes her home with Mr.. and Mrs.
Ray Miller, has returned from Il
recent visit with relatives at Ar
nettsville.
Miss Allene Outright left yes.
terday for her home in Buckhan
non where she. will stay until Sun.
day evening.
Mrs. j. w. Amos was the guest
Of Mrs. Thomas Thorne at Baxter
the first of the week.
Mrs. Maud Yost and son John
were at McCurdysville Thursday
for a visit with the formers moth.
er. Mrs. Nan Kennedy.
Mr.. and Mrs. VIII Snlder have
returned from a visit with the lat.
ter's parents, Mf. and Mrs. Madi.
son Smith Of Pharaoh's Run.
Mrs. Mary Sturm Of Lumberpor,
spent Sunday as the guest Of he-
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. j. X. Ash.
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RTYEsVliILLE..
Home Talent play.


A home talent play entitled.
"The Deacon Entangled." will be
given at the Rivesyllle School
Building Tuesday and Wednesday
evenings Of next week. The play
is a three-act comedy. The cast
reads as follows: Deacon Pen.
rose, a member In good standing,
Hartman Post; Calvin Spangler,
his nephew, Carte o'Dell: the Rev.
erend Mr.. Sopher, strong support.
er Of foreign miaisons. Walter Phil.
lips; Harry Baxter, a sporting writ
or, Dominic Cavelier; Mr.. Raj.
ferty, policeman and plain clothes
man, Albert Toothman; Mrs. Pen.
rose. Elizabeth Radcliffe: Ruth,
her daughter, Anna Arnett: Georgia
SopheF. Doctor Sopher's daughter.
Elizabeth o'Dell; Katy. the maid
at the Penrose household, Reva
Matheny.
The play portrays love, religion
and baseball in q humorous tan.
gle, One act is laid In the dea.
cons parlors at 10 p. m. Act two
IS laid In the same place the fol.
lowing morning, and act three is
also set the same In the evening
The price Of admission is 80 cents
for adults and 25 cents for chill
dren. The play Is given under the
auspices Of the Rivesville Thomas
Club, and the proceeds will be used
10 pay for the club athletic equip.
ment
Former Resident Dies.
Word was received by relatives
here yesterday morning Of the
death of David Claton. former
resident Of this city, who moved
to Clarksburg ten years ago. Mr.
Clayton was born and raised In this
community and was son OF tbs
late Elisha Clayton. He had been
In poor health for some time bu.
his condition was not considered
serious. The end came suddenly
from heart attack. He was twice
married. His first wife was Miss
Minnie Knight. His second wife
who was before her marriage Miss
Bell Hidden, survives him, as docs
one son, Richard Harden about ID
years old. MIR. Clayton was about
fifty.three years old and was a
brother Of William and ]. l.. CLAY
ton Of this community. At the time
the word was sent to relatives
here no funeral arrangements had
been made.
Attend Funeral.
Mr.. and Mrs. Fred Steele, Mrs
TSlie Snodgrass and Mrs. Maud
Thompson were at Catawba yes
terday to attend the funeral Of ]
p. Summers, who died Mt Ccoh
Hospital Wednesday morning 70.
lowing a surgical operation. Flu
neral services were held ut the Ca
ytawba NJ. P. Church Mt 2 O'Clock
yesterday afternoon with inter
ment following in nearby GENE
terry.
Bible Classes.
The Second Ward Bible CHS:
will hold the weekly meeting thf:
evening at the home OF Mr.. anf
Mrs. Daniel Grice on Jasper street
The First Ward Bible Glass will
meet with Mr.. and Mrs. Domlnet
Delarco Of Hhgi Lawns Tuesda5
evening Of next week. The Third
Ward Glass will hold it's meeting
Monday evening at the home Of
Mr.. and Mrs. Virgil Norris.
Motor Party.
Miss Alma Smith, Miss Martha
Satterfield, Edward Bowman and
Andrew Barker composed a party
Of young people who motored tc
Clarksburg Sunday afternoon with
Mrs. Grace Barker as chaperon.
Sunday Visitors.
Francis NJ. Arnett, Miss Mollie
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The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
cANth0r OF
''The Toice of the Pack"

day and the night, and you can imag-
Inc them denying mans superiority
just as long as possible.
OF course the saying is ridiculous if
applied to cities or perhaps even to
the level, cleared lands of the Middle
West. The reason is simply that the
wild life is practically gone from
these places. But few places remain
In America where the reign of the
wild creatures. during the night hours
at least, is still supreme. And Trails
End is one of them.
Bruce dressed slowly. He wouldn't
waken the two women that slept in
the next room, he thought. He crept
slowly out into the gray dawn. He
made straight for the great pine that
stood short distance from the house
For reasons unknown to him, the pine
had come often into his dreams. He
had thought that it's limbs rubbed to-
gether and made words-but of the
words themselves he had hardly
caught the meaning. There was some
high message in them, however; and
the dream had left him with a vague
curiosity, an unexplainable desire TO
see the forest monarch in the day
light.
He found to his delight that the
tree was even more impressive in the
vivid morning light than it had been
at night. He was constantly awed
by the size of it. He guessed it's cir
conference as about twenty-five feet.
The great lower limbs were them
selves like massive tree trunks It's
top surpassed by fifty feet any pine
in the vicinity.
He felt stilled and calmed Such
was its influence. And he turned with
start when he saw Linda in the door
way.
"Tve been talking to the pine-all
the morning" he told her.
"But it won't talk to you," she an
swered. 'It talks only to the stars"
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
CHAPTER XIII

Miles farther than Linda's cabin,
clear beyond the end Of the trail that
Duncan took, past even the highest
ridge of Trails End and In the region
where the little rivers that run into
the Umpqua have their starting place,
is certain land of Used to Be. It
isn't land of the Present Time at all.
1t is place that has never grown old.
When a man passes the last outpost
of civilization, and the shadows of the
unbr0ken woods drop over him, he is
likely to forget that the year is nine
teen hundred and twenty, and that
the day before yesterday he had seen
an airplane passing over his house.
The world seems to have kicked off
its thOusand-thOusand years as a
warm man at night kicks off covers ;
and all things are just as they used
to be. 1t is the Young World-a
world of beasts rather than men, q
world where the hand Of man has not
yet been felt.
On this particular September
day, the age-Old drama of the wilder
ness was in progress. It was drama
of untamed passions and bloodshed
strife and carnage and lust and rap
inc; and it didn't, unfortunately, have
a particularly happy ending. The
players were beasts, not men, The
only human being anywhere in the
near vicinity was the old trapper,
Hudson, following down his trap line
on the creek margin on the way to
his camp. 1t is true that two other
men, with rather astounding SINH
larity of purpose, were at present COM
ing down two of the long trails that
led to the region; but as vet the
drama was hidden from their eyes
One Of the two was Bruce, coming
from Linda's cabin. One was Dave
Turner. approaching from the direc-
tion of the Ross estates. Turner was
much the nearer. Curiously, both had
business with the trapper Hudson.
The action of the play was calm at
first. Mostly the forest creatures
were still in their afternoon sleep.
The does and their little spotted
fawns were sleeping; the blacktail
deer had not yet sought the feeding
grounds on the ridges. The cougar
yawned in his lair. the wolf dozed in
his covert. even the poison-p people lay
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
CHAPTER Ix-Continued.

"Within q few more weeks they
land for full twenty years. Through
some legal twist I don't understand,
If a man pays taxes and has undis-
puted possession of land for that
length of time, his title is secure.
They failed to win me over, but 1t
looks as if they had won, anyway.
The Only way that they can be defeat
ed now is for that secret agreement
between my father and FOlger-to re-
appear. And I've long ago given up
all hope of that.
'There is no court session between
now and October thirtieth-when
their twenty years of undisputed pos
session is eliminated. There seems
to be no chance to contest them-to
make them bring that forged deed into
the light before that time. We've lost,
after all. And only one thing re-
mains"
He looked up to find her eyes full
upon him. He had never seen such
eyes. They seemed to have sunk SO
deep into the flesh about them that
only lurid Sits remained. 1t was not that
her lids were partly down. Rather
1t was because the fiesh-sacks beneath
them had become charged with her
pounding blood The fires glow was
In them and cast a strange glamor
upon her face. It only added to the
strangeness of the picture that she
sat almost limp, rather than leaning
forward in appeal. Bruce looked at
her in growing awe.
But as the seconds passed he seemed
no longer able to see her plainly. His
eyes were misted and blurred. but
they were empty of tears as Linda's
own. Rather the focal point of his
brain had become scared by a mount
Ing flame within himself. The glow
Of the fire had seemingly spread until
1t encompassed the whole wilderness
world
"What is the one thing that re-
mains?" he asked her, whispering.
She answered with a strange, ter
rible cOldness of tone. 'The blood
atOnement," she said between back
drawn lips.
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
THE KILLER

6YNOPSIS.-At the death OF his
foster father, Bruce Duncan. in an
eastern city, receives a mysterious
message, sent by Mrs. Ross. sum-
moning him peremptorily to south
ern Oregon--to meet Linda"
Bruce has vivid but battling recol-
Iections OF his childhood In an or
phanage, before his adoption by
Newton Duncan. with the girl Lin
da. AT his destination, Trails End,
news that message has been sent
to Bruce is received with marked
displeasure by a man introduced
to the reader as Simon" Leaving
the train, Bruce is astonished at
his apparent familiarity with the
surroundings, though to his knowl-
edge he has never been there.
Obedient to the message, Bruce
makes his way to Martins cross
roads store, for direction as to
reaching Mrs. Ross cabin. On the
way. Simon" sternly warns him
to give up his quest and return
East. Bruce refuses. Mrs. Ross,
aged and infirm. welcomes him
with emotion. She hastens him on
Trail" Through a country puz-
zlingly familiar, Bruce Journeys.
and finds his childhood playmate,
Linda. The girl tells him of wrongs
committed by an enemy clan on
her family, the Rosses. Lands oc-
cupied by the clan were stolen
from the Rosses. and the family,
with the exception of Aunt Elmira
(Mrs. Ross and herself, wiped out
by assassination. Bruce's father,
Matthew Folger, was one of the
victims. His mother had fled with
Bruce and Linda. The girl, while
small. had been kidnapped from the
orphanage and brought to the
mountains. Linda's father had
decided his lands to Matthew Fol-
ger, but the agreement, which
would confute the enemy's claims
to the property, has been lost.
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27

Elmira had gone In and the Qsast was
clear, 1t wouldn't come to his lips.
"It seems strange" he said, ito
come here only last highland then
to be leaving again."
It seemed to his astonished gaze
that her lips trembled ever so slightly.
"We have been waiting for each other
long time, Bwovaboo," she replied.
She spoke rather low, not looking
straight at him. sand I hate to have
you go away so SOON"
"But I'll be back-in few days"
"YOu don't know. No one ever
knows when they start out in these
mountains. Promise me, Bruce-tO
keep watch every minute. Remember
there's nothing-nothing- Simon
won't stOop to do. He's like wolf.
He has no rules Of fighting. He'd just
as soon strike from ambush. How do
know that you'll ever come back
again"
"But I will" He smiled at her, and
his eyes dropped from hers to her lips.
He reached out and took her hand.
"Good-by, Linda" he said, smiling.
She smiled In reply, and her old
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
N Strength of the Pines
I'LL BY EDISON MARSHALL c4uthor Of

"What else? To kill-never to stop
killing-one after another, until they
are gone! Till Simon Turner and the
whole Turner clan have paid the debts
they owe"
Bruce recoiled as If from a blow.
Turner? Did you say Turner?" he
asked hoarsely.
"Yes. That's the clans name. ]
thought you knew"
Bruce understood now his unpro-
voked attack on the little boy when
he had been taken from the orphan
age on trial. The boy had been named
Turner, and the name had been enough
TO recall a great and terrible hatred
that he had learned in earliest baby
hood. The name now recalled 1t again |;
the truth stood clear at last. 1t was
the key to all the mystery of his life !;
it stirred him more than all of Linda s
words. In an instant all the tragedy
of his babyhood was recalled-the
hushed talk between his parents, the
| oaths, the flames in their eyes, and
finally the body he had found lying
so still beneath the pines. 1t was
always the Turner's, the dread name
that had filled his baby days with
horror. He hadn't understood then.
1t had been blind hatred-hatred with
out understanding or self-analysis.
AS she watched, his mountain blood
mounted to the ascendency. A strange
fTso1 Cfn of 90 ~
gentleness that he had acquired in his
years of city life began to fall away
from him. The mountains were claim
ing him again.
His voice was cold and hard when
he spoke.
"Then you and I are no relation
whatever"
"NOne"
"But we fight the same fight now"
eyes. Until we both win-or both
die"
Before he could speak again, a
strange answer came out of the dark
ness. 'Not two of you," croaking
old voice told him. 1t rose, shrill and
cracked, from the shadows beyond
the fire. They turned and the moon
light showed a bent old figure hob
bling toward them.
1t was old Elmira, her cane tapping
along in front of her; and something
that caught the moonlight lay In the
hollow of her left arm. Her eyes still
glOwed under the grizzled brows.
'Not two, but three" she corrected,
in the hollow voice of uncounted
years. In the magic of the moonlight
1t seemed quite fitting to both of them
that she should have come. She was
one Of the triumvirate; they wondered
why they had not missed her before
1t was farther than she had walked
in years, but her spirit had kept her
up.
She put the glittering object that
she carried into Bruce's hands. It
was rifle-a repeating breech-loader
of famous make and a model Of
thirty years before 1t was such a
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
CHAPTER x

When the second hand of the watch
In his pocket had made one more cir
cult, both Bruce and Linda found
themselves upon their feet. The ten
sion had broken at last. Her emotion
had been curbed too long. 1t broke
from her in flood
She seized his hands, and he started
at their touch. "Don't you under
standT she cried. "You-yOu-you
are FOlger's son. You are the boy
that crept Out-under this very tree
to find him dead. All my life Elmira
and have prayed for you to come.
And what are you going to do?"
Her face was drawn in the white
light of the moon. For an instant he
seemed dazed.
'Do?" he repeated. 81 don't know
what I'm going to do"
''YOu dOn't!" she cried, in infinite
BcOrn. "Are you just clay? Aren't
you man? Haven't you got arms to
strike with and eyes to see along a
rife barrel? Are you a coward-and
weakling; one of your mothers
blood, to run away? Haven't you any
thing TO avenge? I thought you were
mountain man-that all your years
In cities couldn't take that quality
away from you! Haven't you any
answer"
He looked up, strange light grow
INT on his face "YOu mean-kill-
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27

Kissed Her Gently on the Lips.
cheer seemed to return to her. "Good-
by, Bwovaboo. Be careful"
'Tll be careful. And this reminds
me of something"
"What?"
"That for all the time I've been
away-and for all the time I'm going
to be away nOw-I haven't done any
thing more-well, more intimate
than shake your hand"
Her answer was 20 pout out her lips
In the most natural way in the world
Bruce was usually deliberate in his
motions; but all at once his delibera-
ton fell away from him. There
seemed TO be no interlude Of time be-
tween one position and another. His
arms went about her, and he kissed
her gently on the lips.
But it was not at all as they expect
ed. Because Linda had not known
many kisses, this little caress beneath
the pine went very straight home in
deed to them both. They fell apart,
both Of them suddenly sobered The
girls eyes were tender and lustrous,
but startled too.
"Good-by, Linda" he told her.
"GoOd-by, Bwovaboo," she answered.
He turned up the trail past the pine.
He did not know that she stood
watching him a long time, her hands
clasped over her breast.
The Snowflake herald., 1922-10-27
CHAPTER XII

Bruce and Linda had a long talk
while the sun climbed up over the
great ridges to the east and old FL
mira cooked their breakfast. There
was no passion in their words this
morning. They had got down to
basis of cold planning
LET me refresh my memory about
few Of those little things you told
me-" Bruce requested. "First-on
what date does the twenty-year PEI
riod-of the Turner's possession of the
land-expire?"
''On the thirtieth of October, of this
year."
"NOt very long, is it? Now you un-
derstand that on that date they will
have had twenty years Of undisputed
possession of the land; they will have
paid taxes on it that long; and unless
their title is proven false between now
and that date, we can't ever drive
them out"
That's just right"
"And the fall term Of court doesn't
begin until the fifth Of the following
month"
"Yes, we're beaten. That's all there
is to 1t. Simon told me so the last
time he talked to me-"
ut would be to his interest to have
you think so. But Linda-we mustn't
give up yet. We must try as long as
one day remains. It seems to me that
the first thing to do is to find the trap
per, Hudson-the one witness that is
still alive. He might be able to
prove to the court that as my ia
ther never owned the land in reality,
he couldn't possibly have decided it
to the Turner's. Do you know where
this Hudson is?"
81 asked old Elmira last night. She
thinks she knows. A man told her he
had his trap line on the upper Ump-
qua, and his main headquarters-you
know that trappers have a string of
camps-was at the mouth of Little
river, that flows into the Umpqua.
But it is long way from here"
Bruce was still a moment. "How
far?" he asked
'"Two full days tramp at the least
barring out accidents. But if you
think it is best-you can start out to-
day."
Bruce was man who made deci-
sions quickly. '"Then I'll starlight
away. Can you tell me how to find
the trail?"
II can only tell you to go straight
north"
''Then the thing to do is to get ready
at once. And then try to bring Hud-
son back with me-down the valley.
After we get, there we can see what
can be done"
Linda smiled rather sadly. "I'm not
very hopeful. But it's our last chance
and we might as well make a try.
There is no hope that the secret
agreement will show up in these few
weeks that remain. Well get your
things together at once"
They breakfasted, and after the
simple meal was finished, Bruce
packed for the journey. The two
women walked with him, out under
the pine,
Bruce shook old Elmira's scrawny
hand: then she turned back at once
into the house. The man felt singu-
larly grateful. He began to credit
the old woman with great deal of
intuition. or else memories from her
own girlhood of long and long ago. He
did want a word alone with this
strange girl Of the pines. But when