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, 1923-02-13
Informal Dinner
Party Last

The Misses Georgia Smith n Eve
lyn Smith entertained at an informq
dinner party last eveing at the
home In tho Lyndon apartment,
Among those who attended were th.
Misses Elanoro Mclaughlin. Patriot,
O'Neil, Lillian HarIin, Jean Quinn
Leila Browne, Mrs. W. Bean and tn
h~ostesses.
, 1923-02-13

NJ. C. Wachtel, state prohibition
enforcement agent. came up from
Cheyenne yesterday.
, 1923-02-13
Mrs. JeSsen
Ent@-tains.

Mrs. A. T. Jessen entertained at an
informal tea yesterday at her rest.
dence. ga South Lincoln street. in
%honor of Mrs. Mary Kelly of La
Cross. Wis. who is visiting here ut
the home of her daughter. Mrs. a.
J. Evenson. Among those present
were the Mesdames ]. C. Grisinger,
Sidney Morrison. George De Foe,
Homer Shaffer, A. w. Swanson, A.
Barton, NJ. B. Stanton. Bert Mc1n-
tyre. A. J. Evenson, Frank Robinson,
Mary Kelly and the hostess.
, 1923-02-13
Iroquois Council
Meeting This Evening.

Iroquois Council No. s, Degree o
Pooahantas will meet this evening IL
regular session at s o'clock at the
I. O. o. F. hall. Following the init
alton of candidates Refreshments viii
be served by the Mesdames Over
baugh. Uncapher and Lane.
, 1923-02-13

present.
Basket Ban Teams
Are Entertained.
The Misses Thelma and Darline
Young entertained the members of
the East Casper girls and boys
basket ball teams last evening at
their home a12 South Fenway. The
evening was spent in playing games
and refreshments were served.
, 1923-02-13

for Nova Scotia. where she will spend
several months visiting with her par.
ents. En- route to her home Mrs. Nc
irath spent several days in Chicago
visiting friends.
, 1923-02-13

Thomas Roberts left yesterday on a
hort business trip to Lander and
, 1923-02-13

F.. ]. Vcnard Is u visitor here from
'hcycnne.
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garden was now overrun with weeds
so rank that storms and snow could
no longer break them down. A fallen
oak had but Just missed the cabin,
and lay so close to one corner that
some wild cucumber vines of the
season before had crossed to the
ruined roof and still hung in brown
and dead festoons stretched from the
fast ~decaying clapboards to the
fungus warted branches.
A pair of chimney swallows, true
prophets of summer, darted in and
out of the crumbling chimney. A
yellow-hammer Hoped down out of
the woods. lighted Upon the dry and
sounding comb-board and drummed a
challenge to all and sundry other vel
low-hammers-or was it a love call to
his mate in the dead limb of a syca-
more down at the creek across the
road?
The sound drew the eyes of the
man. AT the moment one of the swal-
lows rose above the roof. AS he roll
lowed its flight, the chimneys and
SdDIeS Vi lue Teu-IOOIcQ COlldSt. HtdI-
ly a mile away down the hollow, came
Unexpectedly within his range of vi
sion. His brows drew together; he
gripped the shotgun; turned and
strobe through the fringisg brambles
back among the trees.
Half a mile farther up the hollow,
at the point where he had left off fol-
lowing the double trail the day be-
fore, he picked his way down the
rough and stony side of the wooded
bluff to the road. He was just in the
act of stepping out from the fringing
trees TO cross it when the soft swish
of a bush a short distance above
caught his quick ear.
Remembering that sinister face be-
hind the log, he threw the heavy shot
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CHAPTER xl


A man strolling carelessly through
the woods would be surprised to know
how many eyes are on him, how many
creatures scrooch in the covers and
wait for him to pass. He might even
imagine from the silence that he is
alone. The true woodsman knows that
he is never alone, that his slightest
move is watched by a thousand eyes.
The stiffness does not deceive him.
But let something happen-a stick
snap, or some creature break in
sudden panic-and instantly all is
commotion. The still woods wake to
the call of voices, the beat of wings.
the clatter of scampering feet.
In such quiet lay the forest e
morning when Jack Warhope, thread
ing the dew-bathed glades, mad
vertently stepped on a brush that
tipped up and ratified some dead
leaves lodged in a thick cluster of
sprouts growing about an old white
oak stump.
A pheasant hat happened to be
hiding under the brush instantly
flushed. 1t seemed as if the furry of
his wings famed the whole woods
alive. A fox squirrel bounced up out
of the leaves and skurried away a
ChipmunB dived into his den; a pair
of blue Jays set up their strident
screech a crow left the dead limb Of
an oak and went %ioundering along
oyer the tree-tops squawking the
news that the most dangerous ami
NAL in the world-a man-was loose
In the woods.
With the heavy shotgun he carried
"a present from the banker-Jack
covered the pheasant as it glanced
away until it blended with the dull
gray of the trees and faded from
sight. He dropped the butt of the
gun to the leaves and stood listening
to the beat of the swift wings, grow
ing fainter, finally ending abruptly,
and he knew the bird had settled
again to the brush.
well, OIL drummer" he chuckled,
speaking half aloud-a habit the
woods teach men-and throwing the
shotgun lightly across his arm. ''y'u
didn't need + rush off without s.
much as sayin' good morning. / could
"a stopped y'u if I'd ben a-mind to.
/ had y'u right on the end Of my
trigger finger"
Though Jack Warhope was consid-
cred a man of clumsy tongue, he
could talk well enough to himself, or
to the creatures of the woods. He
even had a ~curiously ane and sensi-
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Continued from last week.
SYNOPSIS

CHAPTER Ion the banks OF the
Wabash stand Tex Colin and Jack
Warhope, young and very much in love
Texie is the only daughter of old Pap
Simon, rich man and money-lender
Jack is the orphan bound boy of Pap
Simon. who had foreclosed a mortgage
and Jack talk sadly of Ken Colin, the
girls missing brother. Then Jack says
that in ten lays his s~ervitude will be
over, that he will go to California for
the Milford stage comes in. bringing
Rev. Caleb Hopkins, the new minister
Of Buckeye, in the Flatwoods.
CHAPTER u.-Simon Colin welcomes
the minister and introduces the viii
layers. The preacher is a young man
with a beard, enormous spectacles, stin
neck stock and patent leather boots.
CHAPTER III.-At supper at ths
Colin home the preacher, who had been
the boy killed a gambler and disap-
peared. His father attributes Ken's
fall from grace to his red lock Of hair,
pirate in the days Of Elizabeth. Then
Pap Simon has a sort OF stroke,
brought on by reading a letter from
Ken, somewhere in New York" who
curses his father on his death bed. A
postscript by another hand says he
Is dead.
CHAPTER Iv.-At the village store
and postofice Loge Belden. a newcomer,
lays he saw the new parson with his
arm around Texie. Jack slaps him,
ticks him, shoots a pistol from his hand
and makes him say he was mistaken.
CHAPTER v.-The parson goes sein-
ing on the river with Jack and others.
Jack discovers the parson carries a re-
volver. The party runs across e hid
den houseboat. Jack discovers that the
parsons boot fits a footprint on the
dusty deck.
CHAPTER Wall the villagers
gather at a festival in the schoolhouse.
A drunken stranger disturbs the fes-
Gv1ties. He attacks Jack with a knife.
Jack knocks him fiat, but receives an
unimportant wound in the shoulder.
The preacher faces the desperate and
points to the door. The %rufian. cowed.
goes out and disappears.
CHAPTER VII-Jack, working in a
held, sees the desperate of the festival
watching him from behind a log. He
trails the man to the cabin where Bel
den and his sister live.
CHAPTER vIII.-Jack tells Pap ST.
mon. who has been good to him, that
he's going to California to find gold to
buy back the old homestead. He tells
Texie of his love for her-in all but
words.
Uncle Nick Whites, friends of Jack,
agree that the festival desperate is
Black Bogus, a counterfeiter n bad
man wanted by the sheriff. that he is
harborIn with Loge Belden and that
they are planning to rob Pap Simon.
CHAPTER X.-Jack trails a night
prowler, who goes to Whispering
owl boot and hands him a small pack
age.
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gun to instant readiness and stood
dead still, his eyes searching every
leaf and twig along the hillside.
There came a soft football, the
bushes swayed, parted, and a young
woman stepped out into the compare
lively open glade where he stood-a
girl that he had never seen, flushed
and breathing hard.
She saw him on the instant, and her
face went white. She darted in among
the bushes again, stopped, came slow
ly back. stood studying him. He was
as closely studying her-plainly, ever
shabbily dressed; her faded sunbon-
net awry; her hair d%isheveled by the
brambles; but, in spite of all, comely.
and ruddy with health.
She made a quick effort to adjust
the %sunbonnet spared a hasty touch
to the disheveled hair and raised her
eyes. He noticed they were blue.
"You don't chance t. be Mr.-Big
Jack-?"
The woodsman studied her from un-
der half closed lids.
"They call me-that-" He raised
his eyes a trif1e. "And you?"
She glanced ~uneasily up the hollow
and back to his face. half covertly
searching his eyes. she seemed to
gather reinsurance from the level
f%rankness of them.
u lowed y'u-mlst be- She
glanced back at the bushes; drew a
step away from them. as if she feared
that hands might come out of them
and clutch her. "Im-Jennie Belden
an | wus on the way find you"
Quite evidently much disturbed. she
missed the quick lift of the mans
shoulders. She glanced again at tn,
bushes, listened a moment, drew /,
step carer and lowered her voice.
You're in dreadful danger, an
wus comm T. warn y'u. / don't know
what y'u've done. but y'u amt safe 8
minute. Of course l know y'u hur
brother Loge's hand, but it amt that
n there's another man more danger
GUS than him, an a-third man NOR,
dangerous than both. There wus eve,
on y'u yisterd'y. Their amt none OF
y'u this mornin'-n'r on me, an thar,
why l could slip away-but Their will
be. Stay u O. the woods, an dom
show a light at night. an don't com,
out if anybody calls y'u"-she invol
unfairly glanced up the hollow. shiv
cred, wrung her hands-"an' please
please, don't breathe a word abou
seem mel They'd-kill me if the,
knowed-not even brother Loge conf,
withstand EN-"
She was talking fast. In low an,
hurried whispers. Apparently sb,
fancied that her words were not max
ing the full impression she wished
for she drew still nearer-so clos,
that Jack could hear the quick MIR,
of her breath.
"You amt skeered-T' She stopped
stood studying him: But, Of course
! don't reckon y'u would be-a mar
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like you. But please bIieve me. nm
heed me. The woods has ewes. IN,
night has knives" She bent he,
head; she seemed struggling witt
some inner thought. .That-tbir6
man" she muttered. "he waits an
bides his time. an when he strikes. hs
kills."
She whirled on the instant. like
some startled creature of the woods
and was gone. He strobe a surprised
step after her, even called SOFTLY
Their came back TO him only the low
swish of the bushes and the sof; fall
of receding steps.
Like a shadow the girl-a far wan.
derer from the Kentucky mountains
had come; like a shadow gone. One
moment the swaying bushes had 1ared
forth her face. with its startled ewes.
the next had swallowed ii
up.
h woodsman came back to the
edge OF the road and stood bordering
her message-her warning: felt over
In his careful way each hurried word
tried to cast them up and arrive at
he exact sum total of them. The
thought crossed his mind that she might
a v beer wrought up over an imagi-
nary danger; but 10, it was real enough
that she had dared personal harm to
warn him-and her eyes were honest.
That the man who had glowered at
MIN over the log was in some way as
ISOLATED with Loge Belden he had al
ready surmised from the fact that the
man had AIKEN up Belden's quarrel at
the OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES, his trail had
LED that way. But the utmost Of
their combined grievance could hardly
such a threat as the noun
tain girl had plainly limited. There
must be something back of it ALL
something that cut deeper than CACHED
hands and sore Jaws.
The girls last muttered words
that third man.. that waits. an
oides his time, an when he strikes, he
kills"-suddenly, assumed a deeper
meaning. He darted a quick look
the hollow-a deep scar wind
ng like the trail Of a dragon between
he htlls-where, more than a mile
away, hidden from view by the dense
woods, the village lay like some hap
ess creature that had barely escaped
he, Dragons jaws; then frowned to-
the narrow valleys head where
weather-blackened roof of a
quaiiu cabin could barely be seer
through the trees. A slow sternness
into his eyes; he dropped the
'utt Of the shotgun to the leaves;
eaned upon it and stood staring
at the road.
Gradually, as he stared, there grew
pom him the consciousness of an out
inc of a single footprint at the other
ide of the road-detached, alone, ap-
arently with no mark of any kind
aading either to 1t or from it. The
ingular fact of it's seemingly perfect
slowly reached him, and won
place among the troop of thoughts
gripped him.
He studied it closely a moment,
and then %grinned.
uncle Nick" he muttered. Heel
.eepest-he's jumped-where from?"
He glanced at the other side of the
Dad where the take-off must have
cen to land a leap just there and
fter a short search found where the ]
Id mans boot had scraped the moss I
little in making the spring.
"Aimin' FIR that slab of sandstone" '
e chuckled, his eyes losing a mite Of
1eir hardness. "fell a bit shy n :
lnded in the soft dirt-mighty good !
imp, at that, FIR a man with eighty '
id years on lis back" \
STOPPING again over the isolated
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footprint. he examined ii with closest
attention, trying at the same time to
call up all the lore of the trail that
In teaching him-the wise and won
derful ways of woodcraft that he had
taken an equal pride in learning,
until. mex to Uncle Nick himself. he
was known to be the most skillful
woodsman along the Wabash. AS
he looked, a grass stem that had
been bent down and slightly hung in
the soil suddenly loosed and straight
ened.
Hot trail. oil scoutmaster.' he NUT
tered. in the half spoken s%oliloquy that
nature sometimes teaches her favor
ties. And there y'u go, pickin' y'ur
steps SOS t hit the hard spots and
miss the soft ones
A sudden thoughtfulness crossed his
face. Il wonder why y'u're so p'tic'-
lar t. hide y'ur trail. though-thare
amt no Pottawattomies t. find it no
more. Mebbe the woods jist filed y'u
s. full this wonderful morning. like
they have me. that y'u can't help
playin' a while at the OF war game Of
the trail. Well, I'll play with y'u-
and I'll run y'u down prore n
shadow OF the bluffs climbs out of the
crick."
After a searching glance in every
direction, so keen and critical that 1t
appeared to handle with minuteness
every bush and tree within range of
his eye. and a further moment spent
In sounding the woods for any false
note they might carry, he threw the
shotgun into the hollow of his well
arm and took up the trail.
II led across the two or three rods
of broken ground between the road
and the little stream, which, at that
point. s%parkled along over a shallow
rifle. Once, as his old friend had
sprung from stone to stone in cross
ing, his boot had slipped and gone
into the water. After that every al
ternate stone on which he had
stepped, was still damp from the wet
boot.
Jack had followed to a point well
within sight of Loge Belden's cabin
when, barely a hundred yards ahead.
he caught a glimpse of a man stealing
from cover to cover-just a flash as
he fitted from one hazel thicket to
another, but that was enough. That
tall form, erect as an Indian, those
iron-gray locks. falling loosely from
fhn n,tninf old anr, of hand /
coonskin, could belong to but
1ne man in the worldwide Nick.
Jack instantly darted to cover and
began stalking the old ranger. Barely
fifty yards separated them when, as
he peeped from behind an oak, he saw
of wild grape-vines, dart across
IN open space and throw himself fiat
behind a decaying log.
Crawling up behind a huge sugar
maple that stood barely more than a
cd from the log, Jack rose to his feet,
grin spreading over his face as he
hought of the surprise he was about
o spring upon his old friend.
He was just bracing himself for the
'ush when a hand fell upon his Shout
Ter, and, whirling with sudden %startle-
nent, he found himself looking with
oolish vacancy into the quizzfcally
winkling eyes Of-Uncle Nick.
At sight Of his young friends be- !
vildered face the shoulders of the old
lunter shook with merriment, though
OF a sound passed his lips-the silent I
aughter hat long years in the woods, {
they were dangerous, had taught
i'm. !
AN did Y'u think t. take the oil
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man by surprise? Did y-u, IauY-
He opened his mouth In another
upheaval of silent merriment, his still
sinewy shoulders h~eaving up and
down and jostling his iron-gray locks
about his ears.
"Jist bracin' y'urself FIR the rush,
werdn't y'uT"
I-I-thought y'u was blind the
log"
The old rangers eyes danced and
his mouth spread wide.
81 wus.''
"Yes-but how?-w'y 1 had M eyes
on that log every second"
"EgZacly"-the sinewy shoulders
heaved up and down again-"calc'-
lated y'u would. Std O. keepfn' y'ur
eye on the log, y'u ort "a KEEP 1t on
the pass to the highest cover--ol' In
jim trick-show y'u some time"
The young man glanced at the log,
noted the space of practically open
ground that must have been crossed
in order to reach the nearest cover,
and turned to his aged companion in
frank admiration. ,
Wonder if | ever will be as handy
as your
"Tain't likely-y'ur life don't de-
pend on it, like mine use'n to sixty
years ago. Y'u're far handler already
than any other man in the woods.
But woodcraft will never ag'in be
what it once't wus. People even kinda
look down on it, nowadays. They're s.
wrapped up in book l'arnin' an lam
%grabbin' an money graspin' that they
think it's a kind of disgrace-some of
'em-t' even Farm t. shoot. No, no.,
woodcraft will never ag'in be what it
nnca't wns-nPvar ~aQ'in"
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Continued Next Week.
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CHAPTER II.-Simon Colin welcomes
the minister and introduces the viii
layers. The preacher is a young man
with a beard, enormous spectacles, stin
neck stock and patent leather boots.
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Copyright by The Bobbs- Merrill Co.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-12-20

CHAPTER VII.-Jack, working in a
field, sees the desperate of the festival
watching aim from behind a log. He
trails the man to the cabin where Bel
den and his sister live.
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CHAPTER Wall the villagers
gather at a festival in the schoolhouse.
A drunken stranger disturbs the fes-
t%ivities. He attacks Jack with a knife.
Jack knocks him fiat, but receives an
woun in the shoulder.
preacher faces the desperate and
points to the door. The %ruffian. cowed.
goes out and disappears.
Evening star., 1923-05-16
NY. RING BODY BANS
JOHNSON AND FULTON

NEW YORK. May l6.-Floyd john
son, heavyweight boxer knocked out
by Jess Willard last Saturday, and
Fred Fulton. who lost on a foul to
Jack Renault. Canadian heavyweight,
on the same bill. and their managers,
Charley Cook and Jimmy Johnston,
have been suspended indefinitely by
the New York boxing commission.
The action was taken in conjunction
with the suspension OF the men by
the Massachusetts, boxing commission
for the failure of Fulton and Johnson
to box before the Arena A. G. of
Boston on April 16 last. The sus-
pensions. 1t was said. would remain
in force in New York state until the
ban against the boxers and their
managers has been lifted by the Mas
sachusetts commission.
johnson was served with an at
tachment Saturday on 5000 Of the
$4,000 he received for meeting Will
lard by the Boston club. which de-
clared 1t had been damaged to that
extent by his failure to meet Fulton.
Cook. 1T was said. expected to leave
today or tomorrow for Boston with q
certified check for $4,000 to make a
plea to the Massachusetts commits
sion for reinstatement.
Evening star., 1923-05-16


r. ". Gardner, manager Of the
Blacks. Is sure this will put his club
on the map. A meeting will be held
Saturday at o'clock. in the club
Rouse. 1920 1st street. Former Quincy,
Diamond and Circle players will be
there. B. i
Milan Juniors, whose string Of seven
straight victories Is yet to be broken,
have issued sweeping defy to all.
teams in the fifteen to sixteen year
old class. Ambitious clubs in this
division are urged to telephone chal-
lenges to Lincoln SOIL.
The Manager of the Mount Pleasant
Juniors has booked three games this
week. Tomorrow the northwest club
is scheduled to hook un with the
Central High Reserves. Friday they
Will clash with the Argyle Props and
Saturday will do battle with the Port
ner Athletic Club. Games can be
Juniors by calling Columbia 1925 after
o'clock.
Arrangements for q June schedule
are expected to be completed by MEM
bers Of the Peerless Athletic Club at
a meeting tonight at Z o'clock at the
usual place. Manager Gleason is
anxious to book games with teams
division. Get in touch with him at
1888 5th street northeast.
Brightwood Club II casting about
for game Sunday. Communicate with
Worth Adams, 5405 Illinois avenue.
o'DonneIIs Drug Stores. with a
newly organized club. Is seeking
games in the unlimited class. A con-
test for Sunday is particularly de-
sired. Manager S. E. Haney can be
reached at Franklin 2003, or North
2059.
East washington Heights. that
trimmed the Overlook Athletic Club.
10 to 5. wants a game Sunday with
some fast nine. Manager f. L. owens,
Lincoln 664O. Is booking a heavy
schedule for June.
In preparation for II. game with
the Alpine Athletic Club Sunday on
diamond No. 3. of the Monument
grounds. the Northwest Athletic Club
will hold practice tomorrow at 5
o'clock.
American Legion nine was to clash
with the Sergt. Jasper Post team to-
day in the Mount Pleasant stadium.
starting at Sis o'clock. Much rivalry
exists between the two mines and
hot battle is expected.
Plans for the annual champIonshjp
series of the leading independent
mines will be discussed at a meeting
Friday night at Spauldings.
Cardinal Athletic Club would like
to meet Silver Spring, Quantico
Marines Mount Rainier. Shamrocks.
Mercurys Mohawks, Union Printers
and knickerbockers. Managers Of
these clubs are urged to communi-
cate with w. l.. Disbrow, 100 North
Fairfax street, Alexandria, Va.
Kanawha Club was booked to meet
the Hilltop Athletic Club today at $50
o'clock on the field at West Virginia
avenue and Neal streets. All Kanawha
players are requested to report at the
clubhouse at 5 O'Clock.