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The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
INTRODUCTORY

Ihe frontier of the United States IL
now represented only by a coast line
YET every portion of the country was
once a frontier. In the early centuries
OF us history the frontier moved west
ward very slowly; during the past one
nunored years 1t has moved with a
rapld1ty never noted before in the his
tory OF any nation.
one of the most interesting Ameri-
can frontiers was that represented by
d nne beginning at the southern end Of
Lake Michigan and extending south
"arn, taking in hat stream celebrated
IN song and story, the Wabash. In the
eariy Gays the river had it's
ana other woodlands, but candle lights
CLEANED at widely separated Intervals
and there was not SO much of the scent
Oh neW-moWn hay as in that later
period which inspired the song writer.
But II these attributes of civilization
were lacking the river had a phase of
ME that probably was as romantic as
anything encountered in any other
part OF the country, namely, the pearl
nsnlng. This pursuit brought to its
shores a breed of adventurous men
VINO were as rough and hardy as any
who went to the gold diggings of the
West.
DaVld Anderson, a native of the Wa
bash region and who knows its history.
both natural and that pertaining to
humans, better than any other Indiana
writer, celebrated the pearl she in
a former story. In the present nara
tive he takes up the account at about
the time when the pearl industry be-
gan to wane and the river valley to
attract more permanent settlers. How
ever, the impress of the pearl hunters
remains and many of the settlers who
came TO farm, trap or practice other
pursuits were in themselves a fearless
breed-dangerous men in some in
dtAUCeS, violent men. ChivQ1rfC man
men who a that conQuering instinct
found In its strongest exhibition in the
pioneers.
Here Is presented natural scenery
with a brush of many colors and a
neighborhood drama as thrilling and !
as any section of our coun- /,
try ever produced. One cannot help /
thinking that the Forties and early
Ffftfes. along the Wabash, constituted
a period that was everything the pulls
ing blood of adventure could desire.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

er bed-a friendly spot in it's setting
OF stern rocks; plucked away an OBJ
trusiye weed or two; let her sobereC
eyes stray back to the red-roofed cot
tage, across a small orchard that lay
spread at her feet, and out over the
rather ~pretentious farmstead to which
the orchard belonged.
Pretentious-just that a promise of
comfort and aff1uence never fulfilled.
There was every evidence that the
farmstead had been laid out on a scale
much more elaborate than was usual
in the Flatwoods, but nothing had
been finished-an attempt that failed ;
a dream that never came true.
Outlined among the weeds and en-
%croaching brambles lay the extensive
foundation of the farmhouse, but it
had been carried little beyond the
foundation. A few sills-huge squared
logs, cut and hewed In the upland
woods-had been laid. Of the few
timbers Of the superstructure, some
had fallen entirely, others had fallen
at one end and hung straining, while
even the frmest canted far out of
plumb.
Back of this creaking skeleton Of
tfme-blackened timbers, and nearer the
cliff, stood a mite of a log cabin, rude
ly constructed, where doubtless a man
had housed while dreaming his I'M
finished dream of house and barns and
happy homestead. Rooted beside the !
and almost completely covering
the cabin, a crimson rambler of many
years growth-a far wanderer that no
surroundings can degrade-offered a
fragrant suggestion that a woman had
shared the dreams of the man.
Three horses grazed in the barn lot
down neal a big elm that stood at the
road gate; some geese squatted along
the diminutive rivulet leading from
the spring; out in the feed lot lolled
bunch Of cattle, fine and thrifty as
could have been seen the length of
he Wabash.
The eyes Of the girl suddenly walked
brooding; darted to a point a
short distance up the cliff livened.
The SLOUGH hat. and drab corduroy
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
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H CHURCH

Services will be held at the Catho-
lie church every Sunday. Low mass
at 500 a. M, high mass at 1000
a. m. Father Benedict, pastor.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

hunting blouse of a tall young woods
der had fitted past a break in the
bushes as he sprang down the steep
and rugged path that picked its way
among the rocks from the uplands.
She was just in time to see him reach
up, put his hand on the top rail OF
the fence and vault over into the barn
lot. The girl missed a breath. Few
men in the Flatwoods could have made
that leap.
Down by the big elm at the road
gate one Of the horses, a powerful
gelding, glossy black saw for one
white lock in his foretop, raised his
head; came trotting up the lot. The
big woodsman put his arm about the
arched neck laid his face against the
glossy name and stroked the soft nose
Good OF Graylock p he muttered-
bound r free, t. you a mans a man"
A shadow subdued the bold frank
ness of his face. as a chance cloud
draws across a fair field; he gazed
hard at the wind-staggered skeleton
Of the unfinished farmhouse.
His rowing eye. following the glow
of approaching sunset, found the girl
upon the rock, her plant body softly
outlined against the silver-green back
ground of the woods.
-'Texie-w'y-i'
In another moment he was racing
up the cliff. The girl vas waiting for
him by the outstanding pinnacle of
sandstone, a half sadness in her eyes
that gradually subdued the eagerness
in bis. He laid his big hand on her
shoulder; slid it down ber arm and
gathered her fingers in his great palm.
There was no ever . twitch of re-
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
CHURCH
Rev. John w. KulIer, Minister

Kew Jonn W.. huiler, Minister.
Sunday School 1000 a. m.
Morning Service, II 700 a. m.
Evening service 1880 D. m
This is Missionary Sunday in all
services. Missionary service in the
morning and the evening service will
be an Illustrated lecture entitled
"New York, Americas Greatest Mis-
sion Field" This will give you a
glimpse of the worlds greatest city
as well as something of our church
work in the city.
Choir practice Friday, Ais p. M,
at the church.
Regular monthly official board
meeting Friday, 7:30 p. M, at the
parsonage.
The special service for high school
students that was announced for last
Sunday has been postponed until
Sunday, Nov. 10. Subject: "A Life
of One Dimension"
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

preachers a-comin' on the Milford
stage this e~venin', and we're all goin
t meet 'im-you, too"
The twinkle at the corners of the
mans eyes deepened.
Am ~
Fathers already fixed ii FIR i'm t.
have the use of oil preacher Mason's
study at the parsonage-Mis' Mason's
terrible lonesome sence the OF preach
err died, and he'll be company. He'll
do is writin' and maxim up is ser
mons there. He'll board with us-he
amt married, y'u know"
She paused and laid a hand on the
mans arm. He covered it with his
great palm looked hard at her, with
suddenly sobered eyes.
He was a c%lassInate of-Ken's."
she went on, "and he's now one of
the teachers and preachers in the very
college where Ken went"
The mans eyes widened. She drew
her hand from under his palm.
Il low that's why father was s.
quick t hire i'm and mebbe that's
why he was s willin' t come. He
amt none too We'll, his letter said.
bein nigh broke down with teachin'
and %preachin', and he lowed this
would be a good place t rest up in"
Her eyes swept the serene land
scape: suddenly She raised an arm and
pointed to the blurred end of the road
His eyes followed the direction of her
rigid finger. The Milford stage was
crawling out of the bronze shad-
ows and coming into view. The next
moment she had seized his hand and
was dragging him. half unwilling, down
the cliff.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
CHAPTER /
The Bound Boy.

A girl came out of the back yard OF
q red-roofed cottage at the upstream
edge of Buckeye, passed around a
rather tastefully built barn, with its
thanking cribs and pens, crossed the
fallow pasture lot in a corner Of which
1t stood, climbed the fence and picked
her way up the face of the cliffs that
roughly walled the village on three
sides, until she stood at last among
the jagged and broken p~innacles at
the top of Black rock, a lighter speck
against the gray green background of
the Flatwoods.
Away beyond the bend where the
placid Wabash lost itself among the
hills the sun crawled toward the rim
of the West. Pendant above the dis
tant timber line its round splendor,
FURNISHED bright by the wonder of
May, turned a lingering glance at the
serene world.
But the girl was not watching the
sunset. The splendor of the wide
spread landscape at her feet was lost
on her.
OldWlluS Oub lIOIl uuu6E Tile sunset.
halving the village and winding away
up the river between cliff and bottom,
ran the River road, the one slim
artery that connected Buckeye with
the great world outside the Flatwoods.
The girls eyes were on the road.
Far up he river-twenty miles of
gravel and gray sand-it led to the
city. On clear days she had some
times made out the hazy whiteness of
its roofs and spires-the gateway of
another world-a world that the err
rant fancies of girlhood peopled with
many a wonder.
Seven years ago to a day she had
stood there and watched the Milford
stage carry her brother away to the
end of that road-through the dim
spired gateway and out into the great
world beyond. The East-it swallows
up many a man of the West. 1t had
swallowed her brother up. It never
gave him back.
The eyes, grown pensive, turned
slowly to the outstanding pinnacle of
sandstone, polished smooth by a thou
sand winds, alive id the bronze glow
that struck up from the distant rifle.
Three names had been rudely carved
there, one above the other, SO long ago
that storm and frost had begun to OBJ
literate them.
The girl picked up a piece of ragged
shale and with a sharp corner scraped
clean each knife stroke, till the three
names stood out clear as the day they
were first carved there:
KEN
TEXIE
JACK
She dropped the piece OF shale;
thoughtfully passed her fingers over
the names and glanced down at the
foot of the outstanding pinnacle. In
a sheltered pocket of the great rock,
where only the tempered rays Of the
sun could strike 1t, lay a tiny bed OF
leaf mold set with elumps Of yellow
not yet abloom-'1ady slip
pers," in the quaint and expressive
Verna cuAar Of the Wabash country
hat had doubtless beer transplanted
rom the deep woods.
The girl stopped above The tiny low
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

Spouse. He dropped the hngeI
backed away a step and stood study.
ing her.
"Jack-i Do y'u know what day
this Isl"
He puzzled to find the answer she
doubtless had in mind; finally ven
tured the only one he could think OF
Tuesday. May 10th, 1S49."
She hared around at him you
know that Amt what | mean"
The girl pointed to the carved
names on the monolith of sandstone.
he followed the motion stepped past
her and ran his hand over the three
names, lingering an instant over the
middle one.
Pore Ken" he muttered, he
could "a ben anything he wanted to.
Almost"
The girls eyes finched and turned
back to the dim frayed end of the
road; the man stood silent.
Seven years ago t'day," she unused,
you and me stood up here on Black
rock and watched the Milford stage
maui i'm away off yonder to the city,
and out in the big world t. college,
and 'then we-cut them names"
She paused. He seemed to feel that
an answer was expected of him, but
made none
Two years we got letters-wonder-
ful ones at first. I low you amt
frgot how we use t. come up here
you and me-and read EN-" She
spoke more to herself than to him.
Then the letters got fewer and farth-
er btween, till fin1y they got s. tri-
MN Their wasn't no satisfaction in
gittin' EN-.
Then, y'u know, that terrible one
come from the president of the col
iege, tellin how awful-Ken was car
ryln' on, and advisin' father t. take
I'm home. But he never come. and a
httie while afterwards the president
writ another letter, tellin' how Ken |
a man and run away from
school, leavin' all them debts. That
was five years ~ the last we
heard
1t Is curious and interesting how
some OF the greatest names of the
Angio-Saxon race have lodged. like
liver drift, along the byways and wa
OF what was once the great
American woods.
Ken, Texie, Jack-the first two Co
ms; the third a Warhope-names that
ave peer spread wide on English his
DRY. And of the two ancient fam
lies, probably no purer strain existed
nan the far-fiung thread that had
ound lodgment here in this out-of-
he-Way corner of the earth-the great
that seventy years ago
tretched for many an unbroken mile
the north bank of the upper
Wabash.
The man swept a hand toward tho
istant end of the road. The girl
at him.
Ten more days'-there was q
firmness in his voice, as if
hat he was about to say came bard
} him-"and I'm ridin' out yonder
l'self." f,
He felt her eyes upon him. }
Ten more" he went on. This Is
le tenth of May. When it's the q
gentieth, I'll be twenty-one-and t
zee. Ter more-I ben countin' EN-" b
A deep seriousness clouded his !
he stared down at the warped
Of the unfinished farmhouse. r
ne girl fumbled the bit of ribbon at q
r waist.
MY father dreamed that DREAM ne ;,
ent on. "B'fore it could come true, the !
minoles bolted their reservation and
dropped everything and rushed !,
7ay to the head of the rangers You "
ow how he-fell at Okechobee."
: paused a moment; gripped his hat U
d went on. Mother never saw a
day no more. You know how she o
gered along down there under the
Sc vine till l was twelve. When she
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
BUY REGISTERED POLLED
HEREFORDS

Safety first" NO HORNS. If
you wish Herefords with the best
breeding, raised under range condi-
tions, that are priced in keeping
with the times and will go out and
give satisfaction to the purchaser,
write or see J. A. Mccain, gilbert
son. Montana.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

~ Will NC HClo at IDc OdIilO-
lie church every Sunday. Low mas.
at 500 a. M, high mass at 1000
a. m. Father Benedict. pastor.
PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
Sunday school, 10 a. m.
Morning Worship, II O'Clock.
Evening Worship, at 1880.
On Sunday, Nov. 25, DIR. Shepherd
of Great Falls, synodical superinten-
dent of the Synod of Montana, will
be with us and deliver the annual
Thanksgiving sermon in the morn
ing, and give an illustrated lecture
or Egypt in the evening".
Next Monday, Nov. 5, the month
ly meeting of the Sabbath school
teachers and officers will be held at
the manse, commencing at 8 p. M.
A full attendance is urged.
The adult union Bible class meets
at the Sabbath school hour. A class
of this sort is a great help to the
work and an inspiration to our young
people. May we not count on you
to help us out? Plan to be with us.
next Sunday 'sure."
In the contest between the reds
and the blues, the Reds are still
leading by ten. Last Sunday they
stood: Blues, 46; Reds, Sc. The
losing side has got to give the en-
tire Sunday school a big social on
the Monday after Thanksgiving.
The sacrament of the Lords Sup
per will be observed the first Sunday
in January. We expect to have a
reception of new members also at
this time. The pastor will be pleas
ed to hear from those wishing to
unite with our church by letter or
on confession of faith. Parents who
wish to have their children baptised
please notify the pastor.
There will be the usual service of
song and the orchestra will play next
Sunday evening.
To all services a most cordial in
is extended.
"And they that be wise shall shine
as the brightness of the frmament;
and they that turn many to righteous
ness as the stars for ever and ever"
R. Alexander, Pastor.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01
LUTHERAN CHURCH
A. o. Johnson, Minister

Sunday School at 10 100 o'clock.
Morning Service IL 100 o'clock.
Y. p S. tonight.
The Ladies Aid entertains Thurs
day afternoon, Nov. s, with Mrs. N.
Nyland and Mrs. Peter Peterson as
h~ostesses. The usual six O'Clock
table will be spread. Everyone well
coined cordially.
The Sunshine society meets Sat
urday afternoon, Nov. 10, in the
church rooms with Miss Eunice Dit
marson serving.
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

And What Word Could Alter the Stern
Fact That He Was a Bounty Boy
Bound Out to Her Own Father.
died, it was found out Pap Simon
mad a mortgage on everything. He
foreclosed: had me-bound out to I'm /;
and"
Inc girl stole a look at his face. II
was SO hard and bitter that she dared
not venture a word. And what word
could alter the stern fact thai he was
a bound boy-bound out to her own
father1
She glanced away along the distant
windings Of the road.
when men Of the woods ride out
yonder, they don't cone back Ken
didn't"
The mans eyes searched her face
The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1923-11-01

Continued Next Week.
Evening star., 1923-01-30
'MY THIRTY YEARS IN BASE BALL"
II BY JOHN J.. McGRAW,
--Manager Gans,T TnnesW Champion

Jennings was not a gift Of the
Kind hearted Mr.. Hanlon. Manager
Eddie knows a trick worth two of
that ktnd-hearted dodge. Demontre-
Jennings and the wise men navi-
eating the Brooklyn and Baltimore
syndicate explain 1t in a way that
would be interesting to a novelist
seeking a new plot
AS the maEnates tell it. Won der
horst was trying to get Jennings
without McGraw knowing it; McGraw
was trying to trade Magoon for Dc
mont, without Won der Horst knowing
H. ana Hanlon was trying to get Nops
and Demont without anybody know
| ing it,
Nops q Great Southpaw.
anyway. I went west with Nops and
Jennings on the club. Nops, by the
way. was one Of the greatest left
handed pitchers OF his day. Finally
persuaded Won der Horst to let me
keep DemontrevilIe. But I will not
go into the many complications of
that trade. which kept base ball fans
stirred up for quite a while
MY really good constructive work
or that first season 8 a manager was
to develop Joe McGinnity and Jimmy
Sheckard. They had been tossed to
me from BROOKLYN. Seeing that I was
decided the best thing to do was to
set the best out Of what came to me.
Joe McGinnity was one of the best
pitchers l ever knew. He had all
ktnos of stuff-natural ability-but
ms greatness lay in his aptitude for
rem EN- oering the weakness of oppos-
Ing batters. In a pinch he knew what
TO do and how to do It, never knew
MIN to make the same mistake twice.
AS old ball players will tell you. I
u az penchant for remembering what
KINDS of balls certain batters had hit
best in past games. That has been
my biggest aid In all my years In base
BALL | have had TO do the Remember
ing Tor most of my clubs. 1t is rare
tnat man comes along like McGin-
nity or Mathewson, who will remem-
ber with me.
why McGinnity Was Star.
/ With McGinnity and the other
pitchers 1 discussed these things
daily. We had pretty good idea Of
"hat We would do. but most of them
would forget. McGinnity did not for
ger. That made him a great pitcher
n,s us Iacu.'y LOT avoiding q mistaken In
judgment the second time
iou may be surprised to know tha,
nave mad many catchers who could
not remember their instructions from
the bench to the plate.
starting with this collective deter
nination to build UP a team and win.
we maoe a great showing that first
year. bringing the Baltimore club
risht up In the race. n was stiIl a
twelve- club league and our unexpec.-
ed squirt was widely discussed. IA
result mad several offers from other
ciuos. My services were in demand
as manager. Among the clubs that
tTted To get me was Chicago. WOW
der Horst and Hanlon declared. how
ever. that they would not sell my con
tract for $4,000 and gave this out
to the papers
was eager for further progress:
things were brewing
Copyright. 1873. United States and Canada.
by the Christy Walsh Syndicate)
Evening star., 1923-01-30

Another college player, no haG
oeen captain of his college team
received $4,000 for signing his cor
tract. $500 monthly and 45 per cen.
of his transfer price II he should IL
moved upward or anywhere that
selling price was al stake Rest a.
sured that selling price will y.
AZ stake every time a ball club put-
that amount of money into a pIayc,
Inc announcement that Jocko Co.
ION, the former Harvard captain. haG
decided to turn professional createG
quite a little upset and il Is rumorcd
that Gazella. the crack halfback II,
lafayette. will be a member OF tns
Yanks when he quits college. It =
strongly rumored. Scouts who a.
on his trail had better save the
breath. He is going TO try his lucl.
with the same team with which Xii
linger began his major league caree!
and he probably will have more luci
than killinger. as the latter ncvel
was as good ball PLAYER as Ga
zella.
Pitcher Has Berth Waiting.
A crack pitcher of Holy Cros<
knows just what professional team
he can Join when he is through col
!ege. Much effort has been made -
keep the matter secret but collec
scouts will not keep quiet.
Copyright. 1923
Evening star., 1923-01-30
BALTIMORE RING SHOW
PEEVES DISTRICT FANS

Baltimore fight promoters, who have
Tersistently sought the patronage of
Washington boxing fans at shows
held In the Maryland metropolis. are
not likely to have future appeals
needed unless an improvement is
brought about in the conduct of the
entertainments. Those Of this city
who attended last nights show fea-
tured by the George (Knock-out)
Chaney-Frankie Rice match-and
thero were many--were thoroughly
disgusted by the treatment accorded
them, and numerous never agains"
were voiced by the capital contingent
rs it struggled out of the Fourth
Regiment Armory.
1t was not the Chaney-Rice fiasco
that made the Washingtonians so dis
gruntled, for few believed Rice would
last long against the veteran ring
man, and not many were surprised
when Rice went down and out in the
first round. Nor was it the mediocre
wrath. But the absolute failure on
the part of the Coliseum Club man
agement to take care Of the crowd
that iammed its way into the armory
to witness the. spectacle just about
finished the Baltimore fight game, SO
far as most folk here are concerned.
Many who went from Washington
had procured reserved seats in ad-
vance. but when they had fought their
way through a jam at the arulory
flight Of narrow stairs these fans dis
covered their reservations meant
nothing. Men who had paid good
prices for seats either could not get
to them or found others who evidently
had bought tickets at a much lower
rate occupying them
The few ushers assembled at the
main entrance to the arena made no
effort to seat ticket-holders and the
vast number of Baltimore police in
the ar1nory sought to keep them from
the reserved sections rather than
render any assistance. All windows
were sealed and loud-voiced pleas
for ventilation were ignored by Man
Rger Sammy Harris and the other club
Officials.
After sweltering through prelirni-
s1aries involving principals Of too low
% caiiber for rating. the Washing gton
folk were treated to one of the
shortest ring goes on record here
about When the gong sounded for
the start Of the Chaney-Rice 60,
frankie looked at George and was
lost.
Chaney spared bit and then cut
loose with some left uppercuts that
made Rice wish he were elsewhere.
Bif went one to the stomach and
bang went another to the jaw!
Down went Rice and just two minutes
after the match had cta.EtAd Referee
Gei9>e oomple<aA thA AsGaeoE tan