Fredericksburg Standard (Fredericksburg, Tex.), Vol. 14, No. 12, Ed. 1 Saturday, December 11, 1920 Page: 2 of 10
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said more than his words.
They trudged on, and Lennox grew
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forgot to wonder about it in the reali-
zation that Ids tired body had been
Dan’s baggage he had a certain very
plain but serviceable sporting rifle of
about thirty-forty caliber—a gun that
Get our prices before you sell your eggs and butter. Coun-
try produce of all kinds bought and sold.
Lennox
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We are Rea Ay and Able to Lend Farmers Money Needed
to Raise and Harvest their Crops,—and to Assist Fin
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Dan. Intending to wrench the weapon
from his hand.
back this far.
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it may be a hnman being,
watch out for that."
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"Why didn't you shootr" Lennox de-
manded.
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American Bankers' Ass n.
dread non of the long trump up the |
ridge that his host had planned.
Strayed
November 25.
Agents Wanted
Good Territory Open
Member
Texas Bankers’ Ass a.
ONE OF THE OLDEST AND STRONGEST
BANKS IN THE WEST.
Resides—you aimed at
' Lennox went on.
San Antonio Imp. Co.
Distributors
Standing In the Shadows, He Simply
Watched Her.
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Of course
You must
In would not turn out such a weakling,
after all. Of course his courage, his
gate. across the first of the wide pas-
tures where nt certain seasons, Len-
nox kept his cattle; and nt last they
came out upon the tree-covered ridge.
The moon was just rising. They could
see it casting n curious glint over the
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"What is it?" Dan asked quietly.
Lennox was Intrigued hv the 1
sounds that he was not even observ- | =
ant of the peculiar, subdued quality !
eyes, and a color to her checks, and
life and shimmer to her moonlit hair.
It brought curves to her body, and
strength and firmness to her limbs. I
and the grace of a deer to her car-
acteristics of his grandfather had
been passed down to Dan. It meant
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ferent sizes to put up Meat or
Lard, at
voice too, wholly unaffected and sin-
cere. and wholly without embarrass-
ment.
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that possibly. If time remained, he
long ride had been too hard on his
shattered lungs; and nerves and body
collapsed an instant after the door
was closed behind the departing girl.
He laughed weakly amt begged their
she was fresh and cool beyond all
pardon; and the two men were
bed. It puzzled him a little. He had
turned to find the younger man in a
perfect posture to shoot, his feet
BANK OF FREDERICKSBURG
( UNINCORPORA t tn)
“Shoot? It was a doe, wasn't itr"
“Good Lord, of course it was a doe’
But there are no game laws that go
simply watched her. With the eye of
an artist he delighted In her gestures,
her rippling enthusiasm, her utter Ir-
repressible girlishness that all of time
had not years enough to kill.
Bill stood watching her. his hands
deep In his pockets, evidently a com-
things, aren't they?"
Dan answered him with startling
emphasis. But the look that he wore
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the dumdest
about her. She was just a slender
beginner's luck," he said, "but I'm in-
clined to think you’re trying too hard. ।
Take It easier—depend more on your
! girl, perhaps twenty years of age. and he made a long guess,
weighing even less than the figure oc-
casionally to be rend in the health
magazines for girls of her height. And
They were slipping along over the
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BY EN WHO HAVE
LEARNED THROUGH
OVER A THIRD OF A
CENTURY OF SUCCESS-
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"$i310.00
LOUIS OEHLER
Agent
thousand miles to hunt and then pass
up the first deer you see. You could
almost have been your grandfather,
They stood straining for a long mo-
merit without speech
My glasses sort of made it blur—but
I think—perhaps- that I could have
note which men have learned 10 ex-
pact in the voices of women. And an
instant later the three of them aw
her retreating shadow as she vanished
“You're a funny one. Come three
flexes that would have ordinarily
made him fieu In abject terror were
thwarted and twisted by the fever* of
his madness. He stared a moment at
cheer. “You see, I aimed at the mid-
die—but I just grazed the edge.”
The second shot was not so good.
i rd us
to do.
long sweep of moonlit ridge (hat thou,tfui
stretched beneath the window. Then, -
all at once seemingly without warn- 1 whirled look Dan, immediately
ing. It simply blinked nut. Not until
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warning he charged down at them.
He came with unbelievable speed. ;
The elder Lennox cried once in warn- I
ing and cursed himself for ventur-
ing forth on the ridge without a gun. I
He was fully twenty feet distant from 1
Dan; yet he saw in an Instant his
only course. This was no time to
trust their lives to the marksmanship
of an amateur. He sprang toward
insomnia. The next instant he even
unmistakable sound of footsteps on
the ridge. Both of them turned, and
it through my sights. And I could.
on Thursday
young black
some white
months old.
FREDERI( hSKi RG SI ANPAKI. I REFDERICKSN! I’ , I EX AS
“You sleep tin* sleep of the just."
Dan was about to tell him that on
their own fault for permitting him to
overdo. Lennox himself blew out the
candle in the big, cold bedroom.
from her chair and
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missing the tree altogether. And it , ,, .n . : ..
. , . . . . . . , pine needles, their eyes intent on the
was a singular thing that he aimed ; ' ,, , . . . .
trail ahead. And then Lennox saw a
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Adolph Moellering;
Phone 903-F 22
“I aimed just to see if I could catch have been a bear- you never know
what they’re going to do. I’ might
have got sight of us and turned off. I
But I can’t believe that It was just a
the next morning did he really know
why. Insomnia was an old acquaint
ance of Dan's, and he had expected to
have some trouble in getting to sleep.
His only real trouble was waking up
Dan and Lennox started together
up the long slope of the ridge. Dan
alone armed; Lennox went with him
solely as a guide. The deer season had
just opened, and it might be that Dan
would want to procure one of these
creatures.
“But I'm not sure I want to hunt
deer." Dan told him. “You speak of
them as being so beautiful—” ,
“They are beautiful and your
grandfather would never hunt them,
either, except for meat. But maybe
you'll change your mind when you see ।
a buck. Besides, we might run Into a
the informnation department of the
large sporting-goods store in Gitche-
Then she came close, and Dan saw . apolis had recommended for his pur-
the moonlight on her face. And so It . pose Except for the few moments in
came about, whether in dreams or । the store, Dan had never held a rille
TOUR MONET IN THIS BANK
IS INSURED AGAINST ALL
LOSS BY ROBBERY OR FIRE,
the contrary he was a very nervous
after the deer had leaped from its the two figures, and his red eyes could
not interpret them. They were simply
shepherd do
spots, about
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But I'm not going to kill does. deer
There must be some reason for the But then his words chopped square-
| ly off in his tin on 1 The plodding nd
vance conn ienced again. And the
I next instant a gray form revealed it-
foes, for it was true that when this
racking agony was upon him, even
lifeless trees seemed foes sometimes. 1
He seemed eerie and unreal as he
gazed at them out of his burning eyes;
and the white foam gathered at his •
fangs. And then, wholly without
Dan could see only Snowbird's out-
line at first. just her shadow against
the moonlit billside. His glasses were
none too good at long range. And
possibly, when she came within range,
the first thing that he noticed about
her was her stride. The girls he
knew didn’t walk in quite that free,
strong way. She took almost a man-
size step; and yet it was curious that
she did not seem ungraceful. Dan had
a distinct impression that she was
floating down to him on the moonlight.
She seemed to come with such unut-
terable smoothness. And then he
heard her call lightly through the
darkness.
The sound gave him a distinct sense
of surprise. Some way, he hadn’t as-
soclated a voice like this with a moun-
tain girl; he had supposed that there
would be so many harshening Influ-
ences in this wild place. Yet the tone
was ns clear and full ns n trained
singer's. It was not n high voice; and
yet It seemed simply brimming, ns a .
cup brims with wine, with the rap-
ture of life. It was a self-confident
self at the edge of the thicket.
It was Graycont the coyote, half
blind with his madness, and des
riage. Whether she had regular fen- longer and tried harder on this shot
lures or not Dan would have been tin- than on the first. The third time he
able to state. He didn't even notice, tried still harder, and made by far
They weren’t important when health the worst shot of ali.
was present. Yet there was nothing -What’s the matter?" he demanded,
of the course or bold or voluptuous "I‘m getting worse all the time."
Lennox didn't know for sure. But
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words to tell.
And Dan had no delusions about
her attitude toward him. For a long
instant she turned her keen, young
eyes to his white, thin face; nnd nt
once It became abundantly evident
that beyond n few girlish speculations
she felt no Interest In him. After a
single moment of rather strained, po-
lite conversation with Dan—just
enough to satisfy her Idea of the con-
ventions—she began a thrilling girl-
hood tale to her father. And she was
still telling It when they reached the
house.
Dan held a chair for her in front of
the fireplace, nnd she took it with en-
tire naturalness. He was careful to
put it where the firelight was at its
height. He wanted to see its effect on
the flushed cheeks, the soft dark hair.
And then. standing in the shadows, he
fence. "There’s something living In
that thicket."
Then Lennox heard it, too. As they
stood still, the sound became ever
clearer and more pronounced. Some
living creature was advancing toward
them; and twigs were cracking be-
neath its feet. The sounds were rath-
er subdued, and yet, as the animal ap-
proached. both of them instinctively
knew that they were extremely lend
for the usuni footsteps of any of the
wild creatures.
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Dim saw the door close behind him.
knew she wouldn’t be afraid to come," and he had an instant’s glimpse of the |
Horsman's instincts of his ancestors?
c .. . . . , . ,, The result of this thought was at
Something had surely happened to his . . . , , , , . ,
. — " least to hover in the near vicinity of
n certain conclusion. That conclusion
all the hills than he. Even the bite
of a rattlesnake would have been wet
corned beside his. He stood a long
instant, and all his instincts ami re
at her with amused tolerance And
very tips of the pines. But It couldn’t
get down between them. They stood
too close, too tall and thick for that.
And for a moment. Dan’s only sensa-
tion was one of silence.
“You have to stand still a moment,
to really know anything,” Lennox told
him.
They both stood still. Dan was as
motionless as that day in the park,
long weeks before, when the squirrel
had climbed on his shoulder. The first
effect was a sensation that the silence
was deepening around them. It wasn't
really true. It was simply that he
had become aware of the little con-
tinuous sounds of which usually he
was unconscious, and they tended to
accentuate Hie hush of the night. He
knew, just as all mountaineers know,
that the wilderness ahont him was
stirring and pulsing with life. Some
of the sounds were quite clear—an
occasional stir of a pebble or the crack
of a twig, and some. like Hie faintest
twitching of leaves In the brush not
ten feet distant, could only be guessed
at
"What is making the sounds?" he
asked.
He didn't know it. at the time, but
Lennox turned quickly toward him. It
wasn’t that the question had surprised
the mountaineer. Rather it was the
tone in which Dan had spoken. It wan
perfectly cool, perfectly self-con-
tained.
"The one right close is n chipmunk.
I don't know what the others are; no
one ever does know. Perhaps ground
squlrrels, nr rabbits, or btres. and
maybe one of those harmless old black
bears who is curious about the house.
And tell me—can you smell any-
thing—''
"Good Lord, Lennox! I can smell all
kinds of things."
“I'm glad. Some men can’t. No one
can enjoy the woods if he cen’t smell.
Part of the smells are of flowers, and
part of balsam, and God only knows
what the others are. They are just
the wilderness-""
Dan could not only perceive the
amelia and sounds, but he felt that
they were leaving an imprint on the
very fiber of his soul. He knew one
thing He knew he could never for-
get this first introduction to the moun-
tain night. The whole scene moved
him in strange, deep ways in which
he had never been stirred before; it
left him exuitant and. In deep wells of
his nature far below the usual cur-
rents of excitement, a little excited
t.
Then both of them were startled
out of their reflections by the dear.
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hemt Ha r fathor nzad
now bowed down with a terrible
malady, had inherited the true fron-
They trudged up, over the carpet of
pine needles. They fought their way
through a thieket of buckbrush. Once
they snw the gray squlrrels in the tree
tops. And before Lennox had as much
as supposed they were nenr the haunts
of big game. n yearling doe sprang up
from its bod In the thickets.
For an instant she stood motionless,
presenting n perfect target. It was
evident that she had beard the sound
of the approaching hunters, hut had
not as yet located or identified them
with her near-sighted eyes. Lennox
whirled to find Dan standing very
still, peering along the barrel of hls
rine Hui he didn't shnot. The eer.
wonderfully refreshed. He had no
i among the pine*.
Dan hadeto be helped to bed. The
wakefulness, he could see nothing else ■ in his hands. The first shot he hit the
for many hours to come. ' trunk of a five-foot pine at thirty
The girl who stood in the moonlight paces.
had health. She was simply vibrant ■ "Rut I couldn't very well have
with health. It brought a light to her । missed it!" he replied to Lennox's
have wondered
confess I don't
booming right
animals don't c
nerve, had yet to be tester]; but the
fact reninitied that long generations
of frontiersmen ancestors bad left this
influence upon him. The wild was
calling to him, wakening instincts
long smothered in cities, but sure and
true ns over. It was the beginning
of regeneration. Voices of the long
past were speaking to him, and the
Fallings once more had begun to run
true to form. Inherited tendencies
were in n moment changing this weak,
diseased youth into a frontiersman
and wilderness inhabitant such as his
ancestors had been before him.
Thes waited. The sound ended.
“I'm free to |
be said. ' It's
instincts."
Dan’s reply was to lift the rifle
lightly to his shoulder, glance quickly
along the trigger and fire. The bullet
struck within one inch of the center
of the pine.
For a long second Iennox gazed at
him in open-mouthed astonishment.
“My stars, boy!" he cried nt last.
“Was I mistaken in thinking you were
a born tenderfoot—after all? Can it
be that a little of your old grandfa-
ther’s skill bn* been passed down to
you? Rut you can't do it again."
Rut Dan did do ft ngaln. If any-
thing the bullet was a little nearer
the center. And then he aimed at a
more distant tree.
Rut the hammer snapped down in-
effectively on the breech. He turned
with a look of question.
"Your gun only holds five shots,"
it all ti
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Dan be didn’t know in jumt
be did took at her. And he d
time to deride. In less tha
minute*, and wholly without
curious thing. He beheld Dan sud-
denly stop In the trail and turn his
eyes toward a heavy thicket that lay
perhaps one hundred yards to their
right. For an instant he looked al-
most like a wild creature himself. His
head was lowered, ns if he were lis-
Stockholders
Temple D. Smhh, Adolph Gold,
Albert KOENNECKF, MRS. Fred. Walter,
Elsa Walter.
tening. His muscles were set and
rea<iy.
Lennox had prided himself that he
had retained all the powers of his five
senses, nnd that few men in the moun-
tains had keener ears than be. Yet
it was truth that at first he only knew
the silence, and the stir nnd pulse of
his own blood. He assumed then that
Dan wns watching something that
from his position, twenty fet behind,
he could not see. He tried to probe
the thickets with bls eyes.
Then Dan whispered. Ever so soft
a sound, but yet distinct in the el-
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"There’s Something Living In That
Thicket"
(Continued.)
"Good Lord—does she travel over
those hills in the darkness?"
Tin- mountaineer laughed—a de-
lighted sound that came somewhat
curiously from the bearded lips of the
stern, dark man. "Dan, I'll swear she's
afraid of nothing that walks the face
of the earth—and It isn't because she
hasn't had experience either. She's a
dead shot with a pistol, for one thing.
She's physically strong and every
muscle is hard as nails. She used to
have Shag, too—the heat dog in nil
these mountnIns. She's a mountain
girl. I tell you; whoever wins her has
got to be able to tame her!" The
mountaineer laughed again.
The call to supper came then, and
Dan got his first sight of mountain
food. There were potatoes, newly
dug. mountain vegetables that were
crisp and cold, a steak of peculiar
shape, and a great bowl of purple ber-
ries to be eaten with sugar and cream.
Dan's appetite was not as a rule par-
ticularly good. Rut evidently the long
ride had afected him. He simply
didn't have the moral courage to re-
fuse when the elder Lennox heaped
his plate.
“Good heavens, I can’t eat all that,"
he said. ns it wns passed to him. But
the others laughed and told him to
take heart.
He took heart. It wns n singular
thing, but nt that first bite his sudden
confidence in his gustatory ability al-
most overwhelmed him. So he cut
himself n bite of the tender steak—
fully half as generous as the bites that
Bill wns consuming across the table.
And its first flavor simply filled him
with delight.
"What is this meat?" he asked.
"I’ve certainly tasted it before."
“I’ll bet a few dollars that you
haven't, if you’ve lived all your life
in the Middle West," Lennox an-
swered. "Maybe you’ve got what the
scientists call an inherited memory of
it. It's the kind of meat your grand-
father used to live on—venison."
Soon after dinner Lennox led film
out of the house for his first glimpse
of the hills in tin* darkness.
They walked together out to the
Temple D. Smith, President. Ad. Gold, Active Vice-Pres.
Alb. Koennecke, Cashier. Alex W. Henke, Amt-Cashier.
Lawrence Knopp, Asst-Cashier.
“Good I.ord!” Dan breathed. “If
you make such sudden motions as that
I'll have heart failure. Where are
you going now?"
“Back to my watch," she answered,
her tone wholly lacking the personal
nxswnsonnrracti and withat,
the light at his window shade was 1 fake years to learn, Dan had seemed
really that of morning. to know by Instnet. Coula it be, arter
"Good Heavens!" his host exploded
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"That was
We have a complete line of everything; and can fill your
general requirements. Our motto: “The best for the
price, no matter what the price may be."
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reall deer needlessly wan almost as bad as perate in his agony.
11 was killing a man hov are beautiful There Whs no more deadly thing in
Lennox explained. Reloading, Dan
tried a more difficult target—a trunk
almost one hundred yards distant. Of
course it would have been only child's
play to an experienced hunter: but
to a tenderfoot it was n difficult
mark indeed. Twice out of four shots
Dan hit the tree trunk, and one of his
two hits was practically a bull’s-eye.
Hls two misses were the result of the
same mistake he had made before— j
attempting to hold his alm too long.
"My daughter," he said “I
te rror pnce that astounding run that
ta one of the fastest gaits In Hie whole
antmal world in the wink of an eye
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