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MIR. DOOLEY ON THE COMFORTS
OF TRAVEL

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into tn car. 1t looked almost like
I'll pitchers in tn pamphlet. or
wud've if all TIL boots had been re-
moved
TIL scene was rendered more at
thractive be tn prisnce iv tn fair
sect. A charnin' woman is always
charmin'. but niver more so thin on
a sleepin'-car in tn mornin' afther
a hard nights rest an forty miles
firm curlin'-irn.
With their pretty faces slightly
sthreaked be TIL right iv way, their
eyes dancin' with suppressed fury,
an their hair almost straight, they
make a pitcher that few can frget
an they're lucky.
But me eyes were not fr thin.
To tell ye tn thruth, Hinnissy. I was
hungry. I thought to find q place
among tn coal in me FIR wan iv thin
sumchous meals I had r-read about,
an l summoned tn black prince
who was foldin' up TIL beddin' with
his teeth.
II wud like a breakfast firm ye'er
superbly equipped buffay,' says 1. I
got We says he. We have canned
lobster, canned corn beef, canned to-
matoeS, canned asparagus, an
wather fresh firm tn companys own
spring at tn Chicago wather wur-
ruks,' he says
Have ye anything to eat?' says
L. Sind me tn cook l SAYS I'm tn
cook says he, wiping a pair iv shoes
with his sleeve. What do ye do ye'er
cookin' with?' says 1. With a can
opener says he, givin' hearty
laugh.
, AN 30 we whiled TIL time away
till Saint Looey was reached. O'Brien
an his wife nursed me back to life:
1 rayturned In the daytime, an here
I am, almost as we'll as before I made
me pleasure jaunt.
I'm not going to do it again Let
thin that will bask in their comforts.
I stay at home. Whiniver l feel tn
desire to fly through space 1 throw
iliven dollars out iv tn window, put
a cinder into me, eye an go to bed
on shelf in tn closet.
x x X X
iSsI GUESS. Hinnissy, whin We come
L to think Nv 1t. they amt amy
such thing as luxury in thravel. We
was meant to stay where we found
ourselves first, an traveIin' is con-
trary to nature.
II can go firm Chicago to New
York in twinty hours but what's tn
matter with Chicago?
81 can injye places betther be not
goin' to Thin I think iv italy as tn
home iv tn Pope, but Hogan, who
! has been there, thinks Nv 1t as tn
home iv TIL flea. I can see tn dome
| iv st. Pethers risin' again tn sky,
] but he can on'y see tn cabman that
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fellow gamekeepers, the PROSTATE
wych.
Johnny walked up to the proprietor
of the Palace, tore open the lat
ters coat, and reaching one hand into
the left vest pocket, withdrew a pair
of dice with the Brayfield housemarK
They were apparently identical with
the ivory cubes that Pancho Gonzales
had been using, but there was this
difference: The dice on the table had
the usual ngs-the trey on the
right and the four on the left when
the ace was uppermost and the deuce
in front, but on the dice taken from
Morwych's pocket, this order was re-
versed, and by that token Johnny
knew his own dice. Cold blue eyes
looked at NORWICH.
Don't you ever come in here
again." warned Johnny. Don't even
walk on the same side of the street
understand? Get out now before 1
drill you"
Morwych left without saying a
word. Johnny Powell surrendered,
and even though his employer was
away he knew how things were man
aged, SO he slept peacefully on a
couch in the commentaries office.
EARLY in the morning Senor1ta
IL Romero hurried to the Quartet.
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,,ru Dor-prr lrr,r>, ,;.,;, -
NJ
Doiofes rooih an ilour iater WIN
the tidings she had just learned from
Little Bill.
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P'''' ''p'''
fuIs happened. Johnny broke jail
and they grabbed him a little while
ago at the Office Of the Jefe Politico.
He uut I'm an awful fight but there
was TOO MANY of 'em. THEY'LL put
hin, against a ualI hefore r,or7,;n.
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"Ah" she quavered. II have loved
ger"
Johnny Powell waved one hand at
the gold braided bailiff. and that in
dividual dscreetly withdrew. thereby
missing the sight Of Brayflelds young
gamek eepe- bending his head to meet
upturned lips.
There" said johnny. that shows
how | stand. Now you go on back
home, honey-and tonight you'll have
your blue ribbon"
She departed unwiliingly, with many
back ward chances. Later in the day
she returned and was told that Senior
Powell was no longer there. SO she
went back TO Nine. Double-chin's
and all that afternoon was busy with
moss delightful preparations.
Johnny Powell came riding back
from san Ramon. in his pocket a blue
ribbon for the dark hair of the Bor-
der Nightingale.
From out of the gathering darkness
a rife spoke sharply. The youth threw
UP both hands. swayed in the saddle
and then slid slowly off-to sprawl in
the road. face downward and inert.
A long minute passed. Then the
chaparral at the roadside cracked
and there emerged. Warily. a native
rurale. rife in hand. He walked eau
tiously toward the PROSTATE figure in
the road and bent over. \ swarthy
Sandaled foot was not two inches
from Johnny Powell's right hand
and in another second the positions
Of the two men were reversed.
Your aim was pretty good said
Johnny, but not quite good enough.
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lars on the table The law of aver
ages was yielding to the rockies
play of Pancho Gonzales. gunman
from the Tres Pinos country. Back
of an imperturbablc mask. the mind
Of johnny Powell analyzed swiftly
the last nine throws. and recalled
that Gonzales had first rolled the dice
clear down the table, and they had
been tossed back to him by a fat man
upon a black cigar.
Just a minute amigo" said Johnny
Powell. Il feel Il little superstitious.
Try your luck with these bones. and
I'll relieve you Of the others"
He reached into the case. and
tossed out another pair of dice.
"Por Dios. no." flared the man from
Tres Piuos. Il keep the dice by which
I ween. You think l cheat
Thirty men. packed around the long
BILE, held their breath.
II told you I was just supcrsti-
tious.'' reminded Johnny. The house
has the right to change the dice at
any time. Use that pair. or pick up
your money"
Pancho Gonzales drew and fred.
The shot went wild. There was a
flash of blue from the other side of
the table, a squirt of red-and the
man from Tres Pinos went down. No
one else SIRED or spoke.
"All right" sighed Johnny Powell.
pick up your money. boys. and get
out. Don't you move. Morwych--Iye
got YOU covered. Everybody else.
beat it,
In a few minutes Braytields was
cleared OF its usual patrons. There
remained only Johnny Powell and his
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charged him thousand mars t.
carry him around tn block.
II think " New York as a place
wheer people Set shinin their dia !.
monds with satin napkins. but
know man down there that dhrives
thruck. I've always wanted to see
tn Rocky mountains, but they don't
look as tall near by az they do far
away.
They amt amy easy way II
travelin'. Our ancesthors d4dr Z.
have amy fast thrains, but they
didn't want thin. They looked OF
a man thravelin' as a man dead. ar
30 he is.
Comfort is in havin' things where
We can reach thin. \ man is a.
comfortable on camel as on a
private car, an a man who cud tnlye
bouncin' over steel rails at sixty
miles an hour cud go to sleep on top
iv donky injine.
"Th' good Lord didn't intind US IL
be gaddin' around tn uurruid. TIL
more we thry to do it tn harder us
made FIR US.
"A man is supposed to take his
meals an his sleep in an attichood iy
repose. II amt nachral to begin on
a billed egg at Galesburg an end on il
at Bloomin gton.
We weren't expected TO spread Z
| meal over two hundred miles, an our
shores over a thousand
IF the Lord had wanted san Fran
cisco to be near New York he'd have
put it there. TIL railroads haven't
made it amy nearer It's still tin
thousan' miles. or WHATEVER il is. an
ye'd be more tired if ye reached II
in wan day thin ye wud if ye did il
in two months in Il covered wagon an
stopped FIR sleep an meals
"Th' faster thrain goes tn nearer
TIL jints iv tn rails ARE together.
Man was meant 20 stay where he is
or walk. If Nature had intinded US
to fly she wud've fixed US with wings
an taught us to ate chicken feed"
But TIL railroads assist Nature i"
said Mr.. Hennessy
They do" said NJ. Dooley. They
make 1t hard to thraveL"
Copyright. 1923.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1923-04-08
Novel Motor Canoe,

IT is reported that a western man
has built most unusual water
craft in the form of a motor canoe
He took an ordinary canoe and
placed in the bow a detachable motor
boat arrangement. which pulls the
canoe forward when the motor is
operated reversely At the stern of
the canoe he rugged up an airplane.
propeller, which Is driven by sep y
arate engine. In order to insure
safety, pontoons were fastened on
either side of the craft. and the
steering gear of both motors was
placed within easy reach near the
center of the canoe.
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THE BLUE RIBBON
BY GERALD BEAUMONT.

his horse. cut across the flank with
a rawhide, galloped off over the mesa.
Johnny Powell regained his own sad
die. wheeled and struck off toward
Casa Cruz.
:: !: = x
WHERE the white 'dobe walls of
w Casa Cruz welcome the traveller
Johnny Powell flung himself off a
wind blown horse. In the courtyard
a dozen Of Don Tostado's soldados
sprawled on benches, but he had a
drawn revolver in his hand, and they
made no move until he had diSap-
peared through the doorway OF the
casa itself. Then they closed the
heavy gates. and f1ocked toward the
patio.
Johnny Powell was standing in the
doorway Of the dining room, Juan
Cabrillo's revolver trained on a fat
cockatoo, and his left hand beckon-
ing to the spellbound Senorita Rom
ero. Dolores skrieked warning,
but it was TO late. Behind the young
American. Jose Garcia, proprietor of
with q heavy wine bottle He brought
1t down with compelling force on the
head of Johnny Powell, and Johnny
crumpied up.
When he came to himself Dolores
was kneeling by his side in the
courtyard, and they were surrounded
by wall Of Tostado's men.
"Querido MIC" whispered a voice,
Il had 80 hoped to save thee! Thou
l understands
He nodded DULY, and struggled to
his feet, swaying like drunken man.
He put a protecting arm around
the Border Nightingale and steadied
himself. In front Of them stood Senior
Tostado, holding in his fat hands a
blue hair ribbon and two notes that
had been taken from the captiye's
pocket The senors dark eyes were
ringed with red. A cockatoo does
not like TO have his crest sheared
away.
SO" he Kissed 1T is the gringo
that j already save from being shot,
who would interfere come more, eh?
And you, senorita-you theenk that
| am old and ugly and such a mon
stair, Ell? You try to make the fool
Of Don Tostado-no? 1 show You
leete joke, too. With your backs
against the wall--both, Vamos."
Johnny PowelIs head cleared in
stantly; but his face went linen
white.
Hold on" he pleaded She's not
III on this Smear me all over the
place If You want But you let this
little girl go. You're a good fellow,
hombre-you're a big sport, see? You
wouldn't shoot a baby just because
she did a little kiddin'. She didn't
mean"
Dolores put small hand over his
mouth. Her eyes were lit with the
| flame of a Joan of Arc.
Hush, beloved. Did not tell thee
there was poison in my bosom. Queri-
do, we die together; otherwise, we
but die apart
She turned 10 Tostado. Senior. NAV
but have the ribbon that is SO blueo
You VIII not refuse a last request"
What I care" roared the senior
"Ho-ho-let your lover tie the ribbon
in YOUR hair. and then say goodbye
with one leetle kees-so, 1t will be
a good play in the theater. Two
minute. l ring down the curtain
Amigos. to your guns"
The little Border Nightin gale turn
ed to Johnny Powell. Her hands
pressed into his the satin symbol of
their ragile romance. They are brave
little creatures, these Mexicana moths.
Look you" she exclaimed. where
the braid begins John-nay mic. Give
no thought TO him. We are
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married, and all is well. With your
right hand, sO-and then the clasp
under and back. There is a
catch, beloved-often have I dreamed
of this. An, bravo! Thou arr
admirable. And now tell me, do you
love, or nor
She twisted in his arms. just az
| though they had been alone. ana
death was not a matter of seconds
"Girl-oh, girl said Johnny Pow
ell, you're drawer than I am, and
l love YOU
LIE folded her a little closer, and
L l. drew back against the wall \
| moment he steeled himself, and then
looked al Don Tostado.
Shoot"
Dolores hid her face against his
coat. Johnny PowelIs lips caresseG
her hair. What lovers. What CHI
dren.
Over the face Of Senior Don Jose
Maria Lopez Tostado there passed tho
look Of an artist who stands spe'
bound before the work of a rival
hand. He continued to contemplate
the masterpiece. Somehow he NJ
longer looked like a cockatoo, and h.s
dark eyes reflected first growing il
credulity, then profound admiration
and finally the divine light OF =
heaven-sent idea. He waved a pudgv
hand at his rurales.
go way. leetIe mems. go way
am a YER gran cabaiIero. All by N,
self desire TO have my revenge.
The ragged firing squad lowered
their weapons and laziIy withdrew
The senior advanced upon the loves
Listen, you naughty leetle ones, ii
directed. Il have an idea that is niue.
more better. Look you, in the stab
are two YER good horses. These go
will mount at once. Ovair there is III,
road to San Miguel. where the leetls
padre live that ride a white burro
and beyond lies the country that Is
safe for children. Thees shall be the
gran revenge of Senior Don Jos.
Maria Lopez Tostado, who ees old ard
ugly and a monstair, but still the be-
caballero in the worl',
He drew himself erect and snappea
one hand to his sombrcro.
"Senor, 1 salute
He bowed as low as his waist Ike.
would permit.
"senorita, l KEGS the hand az tho
only lady I nevair ween. And now.
adios amigos. But no. First-hC
ho-ho. I buy one dreenk.
Far down the west coast sand
wiched between the new railroad ana
the very old sea. there is a ranch:ta
where OF evenings two sit in the
moonlight. and figure up the profits
from the carloads Of tomatoes thai
so forth in everincreasing number
Dolores rolls the cigarettes for both
and sings canciones de amor in de-
| fance 70 the mountain lions that
sometimes whimper in the canyons
In the autumn Nine. Double-chi,
came down to visit them. With d.a-
monds from off her own fingers diG
she seal the lips Of a rurale who Came
across fat and loathsome thing one
morning, huddled among the rocks
that border the Mexacana highway
johnny" muses. Nine Double-chin
sooner or late 4 man gets jus.
what's comm to him in this world
You remember Sadie-the little blond
with the cough tina; worked in tls
restaurant? Morwych didn't know
that was Little Bits sister Wei.
dear!e, in a spot you could cover witt
saucer: six shots. and every one ue
them
Hush" says Johnny. Here come
the missus-"
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T 1FE moves swiftly at Mexacana.
IL An hour later Brayfeld's young
gamekeper was imprisoned in the
Quartet.
Nine times the house had lost, and
there was twenty-five hundred dol
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DOLORES"
Juan Cabrillo was coming to life.
Brayfeld's gamekeeper slapped. and
shook, and clawed the man out of his
stupor, found a gun and damned 1t
into Cabrillo's ribs-pulled the whole
wretched story out of him in gasps.
AT the Casa Cruz" shuddered his
victim, ION the Canine San Miguel.
81 si-they are to breakfast there.
Mercy, senior, do not KILL
Flung bodily into the mesquite,
Cabrillo lapsed again into coma and
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05

the proud parents of a boy baby,
named William Acorn.
The Bridger Threshing Machine
company held a business meeting
Tuesday evening at the Middle Bridg-
er school house. The majority of
the stockholders were present and
various business topics were dis
cussed and acted upon.
Mrs. Frank Davis and daughter
Helen, of Bozeman are guests for a
few days this week at the home of
Mr.. and Mrs. Floyd Davis.
Mr.. and Mrs. Paul Davies returned
to their home in Bozeman Monday
after enjoying an outing at the Pap
Ike summer cottage in the canyon foT
the past ten days.
The Middle Bridger school, district
48, opened Tuesday morning with
Mrs. Thompson as teacher.
Mr.. and Mrs. Henry Woosley anC
Lester Woosley, of Sedan, transacted
business in Bozeman one day las
week.
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05

couple of months, as a result of an
autC accident.
Mr.. and Mrs. r. N. Reynolds have
moved to town for a couple of months.
Mr.. and Mrs. Joe Ward autoed to
Bozeman, where Mrs. Ward consulted
an optician.
Nh. Geiser, of Butte, prominent
Christian Science lecturer, was a
guest of Mr.. and Mrs. R. o. Briggs
this week.
Mrs. Geo. Sharpe will entertain the
Ladies' Aid Thursday at her home on
the south bench.
MIR. and Mrs. Tom Malloy and lit
tie daughter are here from Butte.
Nh. Malloy is employed with the
threshing crew. They will leave in
about a month for Washington to
visit Mr.. and Mrs. Frank Hankinson
Mrs. Olson son and daughter ar
rived here Wednesday from Wiscon-
sin. They were accompanied by Miss
Benson. Mrs. Olson will teach the
seventh and eighth grades. Miss
Benson left for her home in the east
Thursday.
Ella Taylor and Kendrick Taylor
returned from Waterloo last Sunday
to attend school here.
Mrs. Elliott, of Three Forks, wa
hurt last Sunday in an automobile
accident coming down through thu
Potosi canyon. Her son was driving
the car, and in trying to pass anothe
car went too neal the edge Of tn
roadway and the car turned turtle
Mrs. Elliott received q fracture
shoulder. The rest of the famil
escaped with a few scratches. TIL
} windshield on the car was smashed
that being all the damage done to tn
car. Mrs. Elliott was taken to Pom
: for treatment.
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05

George Stublar returned Thursday
from a motor trip to Roundup, where
he spent a few days with relatives.
A few of the young folks of this
vicinity attended the dance at the
Chestnut school house Saturday even
ing.
Thomas Jones and two ~nieces, of
neal Norris, called on relatives in
this vicinity Sunday and Monday.
Mr.. and Mrs. B. Werner and fam
lily spent Sunday afternoon with Mr..
ana Mrs. j. 6iering at their ranch
home near Bozeman.
Leonatd Sorenson and Joe Nc
Laughlin spent a few hours fishing
on Bracket creek Sunday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Joe Mclaughlin, of
Clasoil; Mr.. and Mrs. o. Sorenson
and son Ray, of Greycliff; Mr.. and
Mrs. H. Sorenson and Mr.. and Mrs
Roy Cleveland, of Muir, were guests
at the S~orenson home Sunday.
Mrs. C. Nicholson and son Frank
of Cokedale, were callers at the Wer
ner home Sunday evening.
Mr.. and Mrs. Earl Werner anC
daughter Burnadine spent Sunda!
afternoon at the Pierce home.
Mrs. Len Verwolf and daughters
Dina Helen and Bertha spent Monda,
afternoon at the B. Werner home.
School viii open Monday, Septem
Der 10, with Miss Ruth Antonsen re
elected as teacher for the comm.
year.
Nels Jensen motored to Sedan Sun
day and visited at the A. j. Kanne
gard home, returning Monday.
B. Werner has been deliverin
dressed pork to the Bozeman market
during the past week.
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05

way all along the route were dis
cussed. The stretches of road lying
between Helena and Three Forks and
Augusta and Choteau were mentioned
as parts of the highway which should +,
receive particular attention. Action
taken by the association for the i'm
provement of the road in these dis
tricts and other places will at the end
of next season make the Glacier to
Geyser trail a well groomed highway,
it was said.
A different system of marking the
trail was decided upon. This year
marking by paint in the same eolors
will be done, it is said, with a two
by four timber used in places where
it is necessary. The markers which
have heretofore been used have been
of a steel plate design.
The information bureau at Cody, an
entrance to the Yellowstone park, will
be maintained until September Is, it
was decided, with plans made for it's
maintenance next year. Plans where
by the cooperation of county commits
sioners and others would be solicited
by the association were adopted.
Officers elected for the new year
were as follows:
President, j. A. Harader Bozeman;
first vice president, j. c. Morgan,
Choteau; second vice president, NJ j.
Sullivan, Alhambra; secretary-treas-
urer, w. G. Ferguson, Helena.
Representatives.. H. Sherburne,
| Browning; A. w. Wall, Bynum; Fred
{. ! Schwarder, Dupuyer; E. J. Hirsch-
/ berg, Choteau; j. H. Carmichael, Au-
t eusta; F. M. Mack, Gilman; J.. H.
Burns, Wolf Greek; Frank Hirsch
Helena; ]. r. Liddy, East Helena;
Mike Sullivan, Alhambra; Beck Bar
teau, Boulder; Hugh Broderick, Town
send; Ben Briscoe, Toston; J.. w
Strachan Logan, L. U. Danley, Man
haitian; Ed. Avery, Three Forks; E. A
5 Steifel, Belgrade; L. w. Truitt, Boze.
man; Fred Stone, Saiesvflle; Alex
Stuart, West Yellowstone.
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05
GALLATTN MEN ARE
AT ROAD MEETING.

With representation from every
Gallatin county town through which
the highway passes and the election
of a local man as president. the an
nual meeting of the Geyser to Glacier
Highway association was held in Hell
ena Thursday afternoon. J. A. Har-
adler, secretary of the BOzeman cham
Der of commerce, was elected to head
the association 70 the coming year,
Display folders to be published, and
disposition of finance were important
items of business disposed of during
the meeting
In response to kilograms from the
Y. G. Bee Line and Alberta ontana
Highway associations, steps were ia
zen g { state meeting Of the organ
izatiOns to be held some time in the
near future. Butte was suggested as
the meeting place.
Plans for improvement of the high,
The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1923-09-05

Dan Eames and Mrs. Margaret
Powell motored from Butte last Mon
day and spent the day with relatives
here.
The two-months-old baby of Mr.. and
Mrs. Garnett is some better.
"Uncle Ben" Archer, our local dray-
man, has been suffering from a car
buncle on his arm
Buster Rask and brother Joe came
down from Butte a few days ago anc
are employed on the Ruegamer ranch
Mart Dickman, Net Parker anC
Lawrence Rasmussen are off on 6
fishing trip. They will go to the
Madison and then to Potosi.
Mrs. Pat Cooley and children vii
move to town this week so the chill
dren can attend school.
Mr.. and Mrs. James Hankinson au
toed to Pony Sunday to visit wit
MIR. George Hanson
Arch Burns, Of Butte, was in vii
low Creek Wednesday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Douglas and family
Of Whitehall, were ia Willow Cree