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1 “I ought to have set my foot
I down,” she said soberly when Au-
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“I don’t like this air.”
At noon a wind sprang out of
the north, rattling the shutters of
the Nelson manson with sudden
fury; and ten minutes later a flu-
ry of blinding snow shut them
in. Columbine Nelson kept going to
a widow and staring out. Twice
she sat down at the telephone and
then turned away, knowing that if
there were anything to say Eve
Adam would have called her.
The storm increased ;and at half
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“Then—then Mark’s not with
them?” almost wailed Miss Colum-
bine.
“No, but—Oh, don’t worry your-
self sick, dear Miss Columbine!
There are ranches not so terribly
far apart, you know; and there’s
a shoolhouse. Surely they would
have reached the shoolhouse and
waited there! But I’ll try and get
the ranch again by telephone. .
It was then that the storm did
something to the wires, and Colum-
bine Nelson heard no more. But
three hours later, just as the dread
ed night was shutting down, the
Adam truck with John at the wheel
ana Eve, covered with snow from
head to foot beside him, fought its
way into the yard an! stopped be-
fore the door.
CHAPTER X
The ride to Prairie ranch had
been a jolly one, and a new ex-
perience to the youg Nelsons. “Un-
cle Tom and Aunt Emily” welcom-
ed them warmly, and even suggest
ed that they stay a day or two, so
Mark would be able to accomppany
them home; but Jack demurred.
“With both Matt and Mark away
Mr. Adam needs me,” he explained,
“and what’s more, I think we’d
have an easy moment all day long.
“My fur coat! Why”
“Don’t argue,” snapped the old
lady. “I know this country better
than you do. I’ve seen days start
out like summer this time of year,
and end with a snow storm. I’m
responsible to your parents for
your safety, child; and I—I com-
mand you to take that coat.”
Nancy laughed, realizing that
there was no use in combating an
old lady over seventy.
“All right,” she said good-natur
edly, “the coat goes along as an ex
tra passenger, I’ll run up for it
now.”
“What sort of stockings have
you got on?”
The question caught her at the
door, and the girl turned, a bit ex-
asperated.
“Don’t let that worry you! I’m
wearing sport shoes and woolen
hose. I sha’n’t freeze to death,
Cousin Columbine, even if we get
one of your spring blizzards.”
She was surprised to note that
this absurd remark was taken ser-
iouly.
“Look here, shild, don’t you start
home in any sort of storm. Re
member that. You think me foolish
no doubt, but I’ve seen a good two
feet of snow later than this, and
herds of cattle frozen in the drifts
out on the prairie. Close my win-
dow, Nancy. I may as well get up
and see what’s happening.”
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in the true sense of the word!
brother phoned again. He—he said!
She was on the porch when they that Jack and Nancy started backcosts to distribute relief money,
rode away, a troubled look in her j immediately after an early lunch!
usually placid eyes that Nance re- I I told him it looked as if a storm
.were coming, but he said the sun
was glorious out there and that—”
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He didn’t finish the sentence and
Nance said demurely: “It’s nice of
you to want us to return! And
we’re going to miss you Adams a
whole lot. That’s straight, Matt.
Yet I can’t help wondering if when
we once get home again this—well
the whole experience, won’t seem
almost like a dream. If you knew
how I dreaded to come. I was
scared out of my senses. You’ve no
idea what an awful coward I am.”
“Was, perhaps," Matthew cor-
rected gravely.
Nance threw him a little smile;
then her face sobered.
“I’m not so sure the past tense
is correct, Matt. Sometimes I think
my courage has never been tested,
and wonder how I’d show up in a
pinch. It was pride that made me
consent to come out here—that is
mostly pride. I wanted to help Dad,
of course, We all did. But I’d never
have come alone, Matt. I’m no
heroine.”
“I beg to disagree wtih you, lady
Jack says you never whimpered at
giving up that glorious debut.”
The girl raised her head in sheer
surprise.
“He did?”
Matthew nodded.
“Your kid brother thinks the
world of you, Nancy. Did you know
it?”
Nance pondered that.
“I knew Jack was fond of me, of
course; but when I hesitated about
coming to Colorado he—he called
me a parlor ornament, and—”
Matt laughed, his eyes shining as
his mother’s had when Nance first
saw her.
“What’s the disgrace of being or
namental so long as you’re some-
thing else besides? Look at our li-
brary, Miss Aladdin! And you’ve
practically transformed Juanita
Tubbs! Aren’t you aware that she
copies everything about you, from
your Boston accent to the way you
wear your clothes ? She confided
in Mother that she’d dyed that aw-
ful evening dress dark blue.”
Nance laughed as she rose.
“That gown was an outrage ,and
if I’m accountable for its trans-
formation Pine Ridge owes me a
vote of thanks.” Ber eyes were
shining now, and the dimple made
its elusive appearance for a mo-
ment. “Come on home with me,
Matt, and I’ll smuggle you an
apple turnover.”
It was that evening, seated be-
fore a crackling hearth-fire at the
Adam ranch, that Cousin Colum-
bine told them the story of the
Pemperton hoax. Jack had been ask
ing about a pathetic little cemetery
he passed one day when doing an
errand for Mr. Adam.
“Be means that little burying
ground near West Creek, doesn’t
he?” questioned John Adam.
“Not if West Creek’s a town,”
responded Jack.
“Do you recall a mile or so far-
ther on, passing a dwelling house
and two ramshackle buildings that
looked fit to collapse at the first
high wind?” asked Cousin Colum-
bine.
Jack nodded; and the old lady
continued: “Those builings, and
that wayside cemetery, are all that
remain to tell the tale of a prodi-
gious hoax which was planned and
carried out successfully by old
Marsch Pemperton. You Adams
have heard the story many times.”
“Never from you,” Eve Adam re-
minded her. “Tell it again, Miss
Columbine. You saw the place in
its heyday, I suppose.
“I surely did; and to one of my
age it’s not even ancient history.
The Pemperton hoax was started
in 1894, soon after the boom at
Cripple Creek. I dare say that as a
child, Eve ,you heard your people
mention it, for the news must have
spread much fartehr than Denver.
You see, the general feeling in
those days was that all these moun
tains were lined with gold, and
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The Texas Bouse concluded its
investigation of the relief situation.
About the only thing they found
was that a good record is being
kept of expenditures. No perma-
nent good of any kind has been at-
tained. About the only result
seems to be a commission that
asks for more funds.
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will furnish music for a dance at
the Cypress Creek pavilion on
Sept. 15th.
that anyone could take a pick and
dig it out; but old man Pemperton
had been working a tunnel with no
success, and I dare say he got im-
patient.”
“How much of the land ’round
there did he own, Miss Columbine ?
asked Luke.
“That I can’t tell you; but it was
plenty anyway, and the lurid tales
of quickly gotten wealth at Cripple
Creek probably made him furious
that his own acres were useless
save as pature land. So at last he
determined to make use of the pre-
vailing excitement to feather his
rest, an idea which he carried out
with exceeding shrewdness, as you
shall hear. He made a trip to Crip-
ple Creek to purchase some gold
ore; and a week or two later he
emerged from his tunnel stuttering
with excitement and both hands
full of nuggets!”
“I’ll say your friend Pemperton
wasn’t burdened with a New Eng-
land conscience,’ ’observed Jack.
“He was no friend of mine, Jack
Nelson, nor of Father’s either, I
am glad to say. For that hillside
cemetery with its pathetic graves
is the direct result of this fraudu-
lent scheme of his. It was easy en-
uf to start a gold excitement. The
news spread rapidly, as such news
always does; and it wasn’t long be-
fore the stampede began. There
was pandemonium in that lovely
valley. People staking out claims—•
starting tunnels—buying ’town lots
which Pemperton himself marked
out and sold at sky high prices.
One fortunate woman who had paid
twenty-five dollars for a strip of
land in that locality a year before
sold it during that hectic time for
ten thousand! That sounds incred-
ible now, but it’s the way things go
in boom days. I’ve seen it happen.
“More than a thouand people,
possibly twice that number, came
pouring in. The town was incor-
porated. When I saw the place
there were no less than a dozen
saloons—three general stores— a
long street of frame hiuses or tents
and even two ore-crushing machine
though not one ounce of precious
metal was ever discovered in the
vicinity.”
“What became of the people
when the bubble burst ? ”
“Drifted away, poor souls, leav-
ing their dead behind them—their
high hopes crushed. I recall one
family stopping at our house for
water, and Father bringing them
in to be fed and warmed. They
were a pitiful sight: the young
mother frail and worn by hardships
the father in ragged shirt and trou
ers, and an ailing baby. They pro-
mised to let us know how things
went with them, but we never
heard.”
“ ‘Ships that pass in the night,”’
said Matthew softly; and Luke
broke in:
“But will you tell us how old
Pemperton escaped being tarred
and feathered when the hoax was
discovered ?”
“For the very good reason,” re-
plied Miss Columbine, “that the
scamp was nowhere to be found!
When the boom was at its height
he disappeared; and now all that
is left of the ‘ghost city’ which
bore his name, are those tumble-
down buildings (one of which cost
a woman five thousand dollars, I
was told) and that small burying
ground where lie the bodies of
those who were too frail to survive
the rigors of frontier life.”
“I’d like to see that place,’ said
Nancy, as Cousin Columbine ceased
speaking.
“You shall, my dear; and we’ll
make an excursion out on the
plains as well, They can be so
beautiful, our western prairies that
I hate to think how cruel they
sometimes are.”
“Cruel?” Nance questioned, a lit
tie puzzled. “You mean those sud-
den blizzards when the grazing
cattle have no shelter? Well, this
that Aurora, who had been curious-
ly silent during those dragging
hours, burst out: “Don’t oyu keep
frettin’ so, Miss Columbine. It
makes me nervous. Didn’t Matt
Adorn promise they wouldn’t start
if it was stormin’? And besides,
Mark’ll be with ’em on the way
back, and he’s real level-headed
come an emergency.”
“That’s what I’ve been telling
myself all day,’ replied Miss Col-
umbine. “Even if they started be-
fore the storm began, Aurora,
Mark would have sense enough to
----There’s the telephone!”
Hei’ hand trembled as she lifted
the receiver; and Aurora stood
close by, head bent in an effort to
catch the distant voice.
“That you, Miss Columbine? I’ve
tried to get you all afternoon, but
our line was in trouble. Jack hasn’t
left, I hope. Tell him not to try to
get out here tonight. Luke and his
father can—"
“Jack! He’s not here, Eve,’ broke
in the old lady, her voice shaking.
“Surely they didn’t leave your
brother’s in such a storm!”
“Not there?” A pause and then
Eve said, tring to speak calmly:
“Listen Miss Columbine. Can you
hear clearly? . . Tom telephoned
at seven this morning for them not
to come—that Mark was flat in
bed with a bad throat. It was too
late to stop the children, anyway,
so I didn’t call you; and later my.
and said at the last moment: “I
sort of wish you wouldn’t go, Nan-
cy. There’s something in the air
this morning that I don’t like.”
“Now don’t you worry, Miss Col-
umbine,” soothed Matthew. “If
there’s the least suspicion of bad
weather, we'll keep her safe at
Uncle Tom's until it’s over.”
This seemed reasonable; and as
they waved good-by a robin hopped
down from a spruce tree and be-
gan his breakfast at Miss Colum-
bine’s bird hoard. But even this
emblem of the springtime failed to
cheer her.
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winter’s over, Cousin Columbine,
and if you’ve no objection I’ll start
getting acquainted with the plans
tomorrow. I’ve got a marvelous
idea. Why can’t I ride to Prairie
ranch with Jack and Matthew? It
would be a lark.”
“You’re a new woman, Nancy |
Nelson,” remarked her brother, “if
you regard as anything like a lark
the necessity of piling out of bed
along with the robins! We’ll pass
your tower at five a. m., young-
lady. Do you think you can make
it?”
“Of course she’ll make it.” put
in Matthew eargerly. “We’ll get
lunch at Uncle Tom’s, Nance. It’ll
be bully having you along.”’
Thus it was settled, though on
the ride home that night Cousin
Columbine predicted a change of
weather. Despite this prophecy the
sun was shining when Nancy
awoke, dressed rapidly, and slipped
downstairs on tiptoe; but as she
passed the lower bedroom a call
arrested her.
“That you, Nancy?”
“Did I wake you up ? You were
wrong about the weather, Cousin
Colmbine. It’s a lovely morning.”
“What.are you wearing?”
“My knitted sport suit. I dare
say I’ll roast, but I won’t take any
wrap except my hiking sweater.”
“Indeed you will!’ Cousin Colum-
bine sat up in bed, stretching a
hand toward the window as if to
feel the atmosphere. “There’s a
chill to the air, different from any-
thing we’ve had since olng. Take
your fur coat, Nancy, or I sha’n’t
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and get him; but really, I’d feel
easier to go back today."
“He’s right, Matthew,” commend
ed Uncle Tom. “It’s not quite fair
for me to steal two of your father’s
sons and his ‘hired man’ as well!
And as Jack says, it’s better for
them to start soon and take their
time. Run up and say a word to
Mark, you two, while Aunt Em
gets you a good lunch. You won’t
mind eating early after the long
ride.”
(To be Continued)
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On Tuesday the Buchanan dam
on the Colorado was sold at receiv-
er’s sale to E. V. R. Thayer for
three and a half million dollars.
A Senate bill is pending before the
special session to create a govern-
ment agency to construct and op-
erate the dam. The federal govern-
ment has made a loan of 4%
million to complete the dam pro-
vided the public agency is created.
Development work may start in 45
or 60 days.
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When the legislature was called
in special session on Monday, Aug-
ust 27 the firt item that received
attenton was that of pay for mem-
bers .A bill was introduced to is-
sue the remaining nine and a half
million dollars of relief money.
There has been delay in passing the
measure and the legislature wants
information about how this relief
money is used and about what it
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