Devil's River News. (Sonora, Tex.), Vol. 35, No. 1829, Ed. 1 Saturday, January 9, 1926 Page: 4 of 4
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STOMACH ILLS
Micfuippha Wm Weak,
Could u’t Eat Enough.
“I a had care o? stomach
trouble," says Mr. N. A. Smith,
of Shaw, Miss, "i couldn't eat
enough andwaa very weak. Every*
thing I ate hurt me, iormed gas,and
I srii up my food.
"I would fed stupid or rtaggery.
I didn't fie! like (Join* any work.
I knew what Black-Draught had
done.. . and I began taking sm. il
doses. I certfnly got lel.eL It
did ms lots of i>ooa.
"When I go to town, I look first
to see how r.iar out oi hmek-
Draught we arc, r.nd then get more.
We keep cur home remedies ai d
the main one is Black-Dr2ught."
In hundreds of thousands of
homes, housekeepers keep Blark-
Draugiit «s a rtmedy to re.ieve in-
dineition, biliousness, conrtipatioii.
Containing no harmlr:l of other
mineral drugs, Black-Dr.v);'*rt is
absolutely rate lo take for a.i mem-
bers of the family.
Yen should keep piaek-Om'rht
always on hand, for use wi.cn
needed.
Splendid Sea Story
In
Valhalla
and Oiii
By George Ethelbert WlMt
CHAPTER II
' About the shabbiest trick thnt fate j
ran piny on u« In t» brine un Into tho
suwld with n stlrur *|>i>i>n In tho !
mouth, nnd ttien, when we grow accus- |
tooled to It, rtinniro It Into etieiip [iow- i
tor metnl. It lenren nn iiii|ilcnaout
tsats for yswrn nftor. nnd nomo never
gults frt rM of that tln-copper.i' brassy
favor.
Dick Van Ness was nn ntnlnhto
ywonc mnn. without more tlmn tils
share af fanlts nnd possibly with as
many virtue* In n poteuttnl slat* ns
th« avernpo mnn mrrlcs around In Ida
ay stem, when fate subjected t.in to
thtc add teat.
Hew ho met It Is not ncccKtnrlly
fianrty so Interestlnf nnd spectacular
i»* many fiction writers would Invent
far their heroes. lie was a bit put
tail by It, considerably chagrined and
disappointed. but belrnr young nnd In
fiu* health he tlioiiifht the world wns
Ida oyster, and he could open It.
A chip of the old block, why couldn't
b# make a fortune ns easily ns Ida
father? Thera wu* no run son, except 1
that apparently he didn't Inherit the |
peculiar quality of mind thut bad lu.ulo
the elder Van Mean a power In tlia
fnandtd world.
Dick didn't know It nt the time, hut
It wad revealed te him In the coursu of |
JVtrs Ooiublnod with tho ulter lack
Of dll exparlauce nnd training, the'
handicap wn* fatal. Ho drifted nnd ;
floundered, driven from pillar to |>ost, i
making fuel ndstnkoa that un office
boy could hur* put him straight on, ;
Mid In tltc end he raturned In disgust. |
Dick hud a vein of roiuunco In his J
system, luhnrttcd from Ida mother per-
Imps, and n love for udve-ature J but
neither of these bud fouud lodgment
In the elder Vun Nv.«, which may lmv«
ncoomilA-d for Ids remarkable suoct-s*
In finance. They are not uocesaurlly :
Incompatible with achlvvemont, but
they have to be hold In subjection !
whan huRliK'ss culls.
Setf-acknowlndgsd, and by common
consent admitted by tho world, to be 1
a failure, Dick bod uo scruples lu alv-
tag full vent to Ids Imaginings. For-
getting bis list dug, he dreamily pile- I
tured scenes quite dliTuront from the
reality until nuddouty nroused by the
•outsteps of the watchman.
He effected hie eerupe from tho prU
WWtc dock with much greater celerity
Ifhd safety than the previous owner of
Me fishing tuekle. Unce on solid land '
•tgtdn, he guvo n lust wistful look ut
the Bellcun. |
“I'd sell my rtyltt hand for n long
vrtile* In her again." bo sighed. "t'd ,
♦ven be wbllng to go iik a deck band."
He stopped, uud looked startled ut
tits own summation. Why n*>t ? Tiion
be answered himself with u end almke
<f the head. Deco use lw liait no expe-
rience or referent as, they would not '
employ him eveu aa a deck hand.
Deck bund* hud to know something.
“And I don't know anything worth
knowing!" be blurted out In disgust. |
Nevertheless all that nftvruoou and
evening the fancy clung to Idui that
hie future wan In some way Inex-
tricably mixed up with Ids father'* old
yscjit and Hie girl who hud rewarded
him with the. gift of hor visiting curd.
Site bud promised to redeem It In nny
sray ho asked, at any time, uud If he ,
went to l»cr nnd tiegped a berth on her ,
uncle's yacht' she would undoubtedly 1
grant Ids rvq.n-st; but such a coarse
wat repugnant to him, aud not to be
eon el derod.
Late tn the evening l»lck, still Unger-
tog In the vicinity of the waterfront,
M tf fascinated by the auieU of the .
ships and the salt brine across the
harbor, rubbed elbows with a couple
hound .In tho opposite direction. The
Ulght wax dark, and the waterfront
poorly lighted; but for nil that Db.k
recognUed one of the men. lie
•topped abruptly In his tracks, and
watched the receding figures.
"Hr. Blake," be mused, pluchtg ’
JruBlr emphasis on the name. "Won- i
Ider If he's going aboard the Pelican."
He luedltnted In sllonce a few mo- 1
knenta. nml then followed. It wus easy (
No keep tlie vouple within sight without
lexposliii blmself to view. Tb^r were
groins It- the dlrcctloii of the private
pock, u_U Duk bud no doubts about
their objective, lie took advantage of
every favorable street lump to study
their bucks, nnd once, when the second
■nun slopped to light a cigar, he got u
glimpse of Ids face.
••'flint Isn't obi Ilian Butler. either,"
he sidd, frowning. "Too young for
him. nnd too big ami husky. If I re-
member rightly lie wns u smuii, wis-
etied, dried-up umn.”
The one uceomjmnylng Mr. make
wns anything but that. Tull, squure
shouldered’ and bouy of anus nnd tegs,
he was the very picture of health und
muscular strength. Dlok caught u
glimpse of gold braid on un arm
rlceie, nnd tho fiae'i of sometbini on
Ids cup.
"Tbo captain of the i’ellcun," he
breathed.
Ite smiled ns he recalled the amount
of gold braid und emblems Hint hla
father's skipper wore. Cuptutn Johns-
ton ! Where wns lie? Had bo lost 1:’»
Job with tbo sale of the old Bcucoa?
Apparently lie bud, for this oao was
tho very antithesis of the short, f.it
navigator of tho yacht under Its former
ownership.
The dock was la dense gloom, except
for red lights burning nt the end, uud
n white one at the entrance. There
was n« sign of n watchman, und as
tbo men were unchallenged Diei: fol-
lowed. When t-hey stopped nbrupily
at the head of the steps lending down
to the float l)Ick was within twenty
feet of them. He slid behind a spile
nud remained motionless.
"You'd bettor coni eurly In tbo
morning, Captain Brent," Mr. Blake
wns saying. "Take enough aboard for
a couple of months. We may need It.
We don't want to got caught short."
"Beckon not, Mr. Blake," replied the
ether chuckling. " 'Twould sort of let
the cat out of the bag If we bad to
sneuk Into some harbor for coul bo-
fore tbo time whs up."
"Yes, we must guurd ngnlnst nny
such contingency. I’ll phone to
Blank's pier the first thing In the morn-
ing for ull thu coal you enu store
aboard."
"Whut nine’ll the old mnn want to
come aboard?” queried Captain Brent,
pulling volcanically at Ids cigar.
"Shortly after sundown. Lay off
here nt sunset, nud when you nee the
signals send tho bouts ashore."
"There'll be a lot of dunnage, I
o'pose?"
"No, nothing but light traps—chiefly
personal things of Miss Cutler's. Most
of the baggage will go ubourd earlier.
I’ll sou to that."
"You suy there’ll lie four of 'em?"
“Yes, Mr. Cutler. Miss Alice, hor
maid and Doctor Alster."
"And yourself?"
"Certainly I" said Mr. Blake, a llttlo
tartly. "I’ll come down with the
party."
"All right! Til have everything
ready. Ilockon, now. If I don’t have
any trouble finding tlmt Island we'U
have a pleasant voyage."
"Why do you say thnt?" demanded
Blake uneasily. "Have you nny doubts
about finding It?"
"Why, no. tf the map yon gnve me's
correct"
"Well, It 1st” snapped the other.
*Tve vcrlflod ft In every particular.
Ton don't think I'd slip up on such a
small thing bn Dint when there's so
much at stuheT' "
"No, I reckon not, but It’s a bit pus-
*llng In places. Some of them dots
nnd marks looks like as If tlioy'd becu
put there for prlvntu use. You don't
e'pow, now, that captain was up to
nny misleading tricks, marking the
location wrung nnd shifting thu chan-
noj buoys, do you?"
Mr. Blnku smiled nnd shrugged his
shoulders.
"You forget," he suld coldly, “thnt
I'm running this little expedition, and
I never nmku mistakes. Tho chart D
correct"
"All right r replied Brent, moving
toward tbo steps. ‘Then we'll ptek
up lhn Island lu n couple of days." He
stopped slid stared out Into midstream.
"Why don't they send that boat
ashore?" ho added Irritably.
"Hero It comes now I”
"Well, I'll be going. I got to put In
a night doing some figuring."
Blake nodded, nud walled for him to
descend the steps, then walked Li tho
eud of tbo float. A few minutes tutor
the yacht's tender appeared, und Cap-
tain Brent was whisked out Into tho
gloom. Tho man on tho eud of tho
dock remained motionless until It was
gouts aint ‘.lieu turned and walked
briskly away.
Dick's first Impulse wns to follow
nnd then be changed Ids mind. He
came from behind bis biding placo und
stood near the steps, wntchlng the
light* llickerlng on tlie river und run-
ning over again tu Ida mind the words
he had heard.
They were a llttlo purxllng; but
the main fact was clear to him .Steve
Cutler amt his uleco wore starting on
a long endne lu the Beilcan tlie fol-
lowing evening, sailing under the cover
of durkuoHS. which might or might not
mean anything unusual. Mr. Blake
was to acrampnny thorn, uud, uccord-
lug to Ids own statement, be wus run-
ning the expedition.
Their destination wns eotne Island
whose exact locution was a mystery
to Captain Brent. Who win Mr. Blake,
nnd whut Island was It? Dick puzzled
ever the situation for n tong time. He
recidled the reference to some mysteri-
ous cilptulu who might Iinvc played a
trick on them by marking tbo map
wrung. Who wus lie?
Placing together one thing after an-
other, Dick finally cutue to the conclu-
sion thnt the ex|>edltlou wns un ad-
venture, undertaken by Cutler for the
furtherance of some personal scheme
t?(st ho wtebed to keep secret, and Mr.
Maks win managing It for him.
(to far all seemed pl.ilu, tint tho
mystery of tlie Island to which they
were going Introduced a puzzling fac-
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Attorneys-at-Law,
SONORA' • TEX.
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tor that baffled Dick for a long time.
It Hit* hours tutor when tlie truth
seemed to dawn upon Idui.
“That's It!" lie exclaimed suddenly,
bringing bis two bands together. "It's
u treasure hunt, or something like
that. Old Culler’s come Into po .ses-
sion of some old sou captain's churl of
sn Island where the treasure's burled.
And hog-like, tie's tricked the owner
of It, nnd intends to gobble up the
whole tiling. It's like Steve Cutler!"
He went over the conversation again,
sentence by sentence hk lie reculled It,
nnd In the end Ids conclusion wus
strengthened. All the facts fitted ad-
mirably Into this theory. With the
chart of the unknown Island lu Ills
possession. Cutler Intended to pay a
visit to It nud. if there was uuy treas-
ure on It, dig It up nnd udd It to his
already swollen fortune. In the event
of Its proving a liosx lie could bush up
the matter, am] uo ono but a few of
bis servitors would be any wiser.
"A treasure bunting expedition In
the Beilcan f* Dick mused thoughts
fully. "What nn adventure 1 I wish I
were going.”
lie cast longing glances at the yacht
In midstream. The wild Idea entered
hla bead of swimming out to the craft
and smuggling himself aboard. As a
stowaway lie might muka tho trip and
bluff It out when discovered.
lint this wus Impractical for several
reasons. The tide In the river was
Strong, and even If lie made the yucht
safely tbo chances were ten to ono
that bo could not climb ubourd unob-
served. Thut, he concluded, would
have to bo his last resort.
The yacht would coal nt Blank’s
pier In the morning. Could bo dis-
guise himself as a coal beaver, and,
during the bustle, hide In one of the
bunkers? Dick knew every nook und
corner of the cruft, and he felt If be
could once get below decks be would
be safe from discovery.
Then the curd thut Alice Cutler had
given him Jogged bis memory. He
took It out nnd stared nt It In the
gloom us If trying to read some mes-
sage from It. Bor a long time bo sut
In puzzled silence, frowning at the
lilt of white pasteboard. Then an eye-
lid Dickered, and Ids lips parted; a
•mile slowly spread across his fea-
tures, nnd u chuckle broke the silence.
"I could work It," he mused, ••with u
little luck. I believe I'll try It In the
morning. At tlie wocHt I could suy It
wna Jtist u Inrk—an original method of
waking her redeem her promise.”
He chnckled softly, und vvuved a
band as If In farewell to the city that
hud treated him so shabbily. “I'll
bet," lie murmured, “It will be a big
Improvement on this smoky, godless
city ot Mammon I”
CHAPTER III
Dick Van Ness proceeded deliberate-
ly to put his little scheme to the test;
bnt first he provided himself with a
few hours of sleep to refresh the body
and steady the uerves. By daylight
he reviewed tho situation calmly, nnd
doclded that the plan was as feasible
ns It bad nppeurod the night before.
He ate a hearty breakfast at n near-
by rcstanrant, and then ordered a
huge bnteh of sandwiches, wrapping
each one hi oiled paper ns If for a
picnic. Louring these to lie called for
later, lie paid • visit to n dry goods
store where he selected nn oblong pa-
per box big enough to contuln a man’s
suit of clothes. With wrapping paper
nnd stout twine, lie returned to the
restaurant for his sandwiches.
They only hnlf filled the box. The
rest of the space wns stowed with
They Only Half Filled th* Box.
bottles of wutcr nnd sweet drinks,
pickles, olives, fruit, cakes and candy.
The proprietor of tlie renlaurant
smiled w hen he dapped tlie cover on
the box.
"Looks as If you were loading up to
lust a week." be remarked.
"I nvny need It," replied Dick frank-
ly. "I'm going where grub may be
hard to get. 1 don't want to take a
chance."
As lie paid for the food nnd trouble,
the rostuuruut mnn made no further
Inquiries, and Dick volunteered no ad-
ditional Information. When the box
was wrapped, he burrow,-d pen and
Irik, and wrote on the outside:
"Miss Alice Putter.
Steam Yacht Beilcan,
Blank's l’ler. Pity."
"I guess that will do," h« chuckled,
admiring hlS'rlilrogrnphy.
Five minutes Inter he wns on hli
wny to Blank's pier. Tho Beilcan wns
already nt the dock coaling. Dick took
a swift survey of the scene, aud then.
GATEWAY HOTEL
Del Rio, Texas.
Two blocks routh of the 8.P. t>[ ot
Mrs. A. B. Tallmadge,
Manager.
whistling nonchalantly, with the box
under Ids urm, he walked toward the
end.
No one challenged him. and when he
readied the Pelican's side tvs stopped.
A dozen grimy men were storing coal
ubourd. a deck band cheeking off on
u card tlie number of lings carried Into
tbs hold. A small gangplank was
thrown from the uiuiu duck to Die
pier.
Dick started up this and reached
the deck before anyone ch.illelig id
him. Then a booming voice right be-
hind him caught bis cur.
“Hello, there! Wliut d'you want?
Don't you know this La u pdvuts
yacht?"
It was Captain Brent.
"Sure!" replied Dick nonchalantly.
“It’s thu Pelican, isn't It? Mr. Cut-
ler's yucht?"
"Well, whut If It Is?" growled the
captain.
“Nothing, except 1 guess I’ll take a
rest I ere. Hot day. Isn't It?" He re-
moved big hut and began wiping Ms
forehead.
“Yes, It’s hot, but It may be hotter
If you don't look sharp. What you got
In thut box?"
Dick hiii I Jed and winked. “If I
knew, cap, I don’t know that Pd tell
you, but we’ll both huvo a guess. Miss
Cutler didn't take me Into hor con-
fidence. Maybe it’s a bathing suit, or
a diving dre;,s."
. “It’s for Miss Cutler?" queried
Brent, picking it up un-J reading the
name and nddress. “Well,” slowly,
after weighing it with both hands, "she
ain’t hero. Leave It, nnd i'll give It
to her. I’ll put It In her cubin."
lie stnrted to walk away with the
package, but Dick rescued U. "Not
so fust, cap,” he said good nnturedly.
"She didn’t tell mo to leave It—sha
said not to leave It. If she wasn’t
here when I culled, I was to wait half
an hour. Then If she didn't uppeer I
wns to carry It around to her house.*
The skipper looked u little puzzled,
and guve the puckuge another sharp
scrutiny.
“That's queer," he muttered, "t
didn't know she expected to come
aboard this morning."
"I'll bot she didn't know hcruclf."
grinned Dick. "That’s why she snid
not to wait for tier longer than bull un
hour. Sbe gnve me tbls card to make
sure I could find her home."
Ite fingered the curd carelessly, nnd
when Brent reached out a hand to
take It he let him have It. The mnn
stared at It n moment, nnd then re-
turned It. Dick felt that the curd
would remove any suspicion that might
find lodgment In the other's brain.
"All right," be suld finally. “Stny
on tbls deck, and when the half hou-r’s
up go down thut gangplank you came
up,"
"Sure I You don't thlnlc I wns going
to Jump overboard and swing did
you ?"
Tho skipper frowned and eyed him
with disapproval. Dick flirted out a
cigarette, und udded; “Aliy objections
to smoking, cap? I’m dead for a
few whiffs."
"No, not If you stny outside," was
the surly retort
When ho walked away, Dick moved
a camp stool near the railing und con-
tentedly puffed away at his cigarette,
lie was apparently Interested only In
the scene on Die dock, und never once
turned his head sideways or back-
ward. lie felt thnt eyes were watch-
ing him, but he wasn't sure.
The minutes sped along slowly, and
after the third cigarette hts head
sagged to one side as If he slopt. He
snored once or twice.
IIo wns conscious once o< a catlike
footstep coming around the forward
cabin, amt hutting near him, hut he
continued to snore peacefully. Twenty
minutes, and hu was still In Die same
position. Out of the corners of Uls
half-dosed eyes, be sow Captain
Brent go down the gangplank and walk
nft whore the men were finishing their
job of coaling the yacht.
Once out of his slzht a remarkable
change came over Dick. He sat slowly
Upright, and gazed swiftly nnd keenly
around the deck, lie was alone on 1L
Not a person was in sight.
Without further delay he picked up
his package und darted for tho main
saloon cahln. Once In It ho cloeed tbo
door softly and stared areuud. The
pluce was vacant. He gate vent to a
chuckle of relief.
T! • cabin wns not much changed
from the days when his father owned
It. The furnishings had been re-up-
holstered, nnd the woodwork dons over,
and u few pictures distributed around;
hut In the main It was exactly ns be
had always known It. It was borne to
him, nnd a great desire to shout Hnd
proclaim the fact made him lightheart-
ed for a moment.
But a bubel of voice* on the deck
warned him thut uny moment Captain
Brect might return, Hnd find him
gone. He crossed the richly carpeted
Hour tn n few strides nnd camo to a
halt In (rout of a paneled wall. lie
gave one swift glunee up and around
It, and then dropped down on his
knees.
Ills hands shook n little ns he fum-
bled at the base with nervous fingers,
iris breath came und went lu little
sharp, tremulous waves. He knew
thnt tho critical moment had nrrtted
that would decide the success or fail-
ure of his schema. Like a bank
burglar opening a safe, with the fenr
of the police beating on his brain, be
played his hands np and down skil-
fully nud with precision, hunting for
something that time hud dimmed In hit
memory.
Suddunly a lew exultant cry es-
caped his lips. Ills fingers had touched
the thing he had been searching for.
b wns a tiny crack between tho mold-
ing nnd hnseho-ird. It was hardly wide
enough to admit the UsJs X • pocket
knife.
E. C. GARVIN,
RANCH LOANS
Live Stock & Real Estate
SONORA, TEXAS.
With one finger pressed on It for
fear of losing It, Dick got bis knife out
of bis pocket and opened Die smallest
blade. Inserting Die [mint of tbls to
tlie crack be pressed It hard against
something that guve forth • soft tink-
ling. metallic sound.
The effect of tils manipulations
would have startled Captain Brent bad
lie appeared then, but to Dick It wus
no more than lie expected. Tlie nar-
row panel before him slid slowly to
one side, reVeullng an opening In the
wall about the size of a small state-
room.
Tbe secret compartment In Die wall
liuil been designed by tbe architects of
tbe yucht to satisfy a whimsical fancy
of Dick's father. It bud been used as
a storage place for special papers und
securities tlmt tbe elder Vuu Ness
often curried away with him on tong
cruises. It was never designed for
human occupancy, and when Dtck
glanced In It be felt a chill of doubt.
Tbe dust of years had accumulated
over the lloor, showing that It had not
been usi-i by the present owner of th*
yacht. Dick had guessed right that
the secret of It had not beeu passed
on with the sale of Die cruft, and no
one, In refitting the Interior, bud
stumbled upon tho sprlsg that opened
thu panel.
It wus Just about wide enough nnd
long enough for u man to stretch him-
self nnd move about without bumpl.-.g
bis elbows or scarring Ills shins. It
was high enough for the tallest man,
with nn open register above through
which tbe nlr of the cabin escaped.
The pre.sonee of this register of Iron
grlllvtork, Instead of exciting sus-
picion, allayed the curiosity of uny-
one Inquisitive enough to want to
thump the walls to see If there wus u
hollow space behind.
Approaching footsteps on the dock
brought Dick out of tils reverie of In-
decision. With a shudder he wiped
away the worst of tlie dust und
stepped Inside. He hesitated again be-
fore closing the panel. Then Cnptalu
Brent's booming voice nroused lilm.
"Where's tlmt young fellow with the
package?" lie called nugrlly.
Dick touched the spring and watched
the punel slide noiselessly In position.
At the same moment the cabin door
opened with a bung, und Brent stamped
Inside.
"Search the yacht 1" he commanded.
“If you find him bring him to me. I'll
teach him to anoop around. No, not
In here! He’s not In the cabin.
Search below decks!"
Neverthelcas, be made n careful ex-
amination of every possible biding
pluce In the cnbln. Dick, holding his
lippiith, heard him tramping around,
opening and closing doors nnd lockers,
and even thumping the soft cushions.
Once be stopped In front of the reg-
Istor, nnd remained quiet for so long
Thut Dick feared he had discovered
some clue.
The spring had been a llttlo rusty,
and possibly it hnd not closed com-
pletely. Tlie presence of n little dirt
or rust near the crack might excite
Brent's suspicion. Dick drew a sigh
of relief when th* mnn finally moved
nwny, nnd after another tour of tbe
cabin walked outside on deck.
"It's an even clumco, cap, that TU
go with you on this little trip,” he
mused, grinning to hhnsolf. "Anyway,
you’ll have a hurd time flndhig me."
A little light entered the compart*
ment through the register, and ns the
air from the cnblu escaped through
this the suction created kept hla nar-
row quurters fairly well ventilated.
"I won't smother," ho reasoned,
looking up. "Plenty of air.” He
glanced at his pnckRga and smiled
again. “Drub and drinks enough for
a week."
L’nconsctously, he drew forth a
cigarette and started to light It, but
ebesked himself. "Smoking forbid-
den." be said In a rueful voice. "Thut's
hurd luck I” Then In a relieved voice,
he added. "At night when everybody’s
asleep, I can light up. The ventilator
will carry nwny tho smoko and odor.”
Aftor thnt be tried to make himself
ns comfortable us possible lu hts nar-
row quarters. It wns some satisfac-
tion to know that he would lie far
more covnfiirtublo than In tho coal
bunkers, where he had first thought
of hiding.
“As a stowaway Tm pretty well ott,"
he decided. "Nothing to do but eat,
drink and sleep, with n quiet smoke nt
night." He opened Ids box nnd dis-
tributed Us contents around In the
corners, counting tlio nu:*ber of sand-
wiches and bottles of drink. Jinking a
mental calculation he concluded that,
with careful rationing, he would not
suiTcr for a week. Then, making a
pillow of his coat and box, he lay
down nnd tried to kill time with sleep.
Th* noises ontslde did not alarm
him. Coul was still [touring Into the
blinkers, and the tramping of many
foet, accompanied by loud orders aud
oaths, convinced him that the seurch
was still going on. Now that he felt
secure Mils did not concern him, and
listening drcnmliy to tho confusion of
Rounds he dropped off Into restful
slumber.
lie woke with a start finally. Un-
ahl* nt first to collect his senses, ho
sat upright nnd stared around him.
Over his head a strenm of electric
light entered through the register.
Outside voices sounded so clear and
distinct that It gave him a shock at
first. The Jar nnd vibration of the
yucht told him they were under way.
A querulous voice was saying:
“Blake's a fool, Alice. I don't think
this trip will do me any good. 1 conld
rest nt homo—don’t need a change at
all—never did like salt water—sure
to be seasick. . . . Where's Doctor
Alster? He'll hav« to give me some-
thing to make tne sleep. I'm wide
awake's an owl. What's that Infernal
racket about?"
O.S.T.
AUTO HEP AIRING
General Blacksmith.
I). PAPE, Prop.
Thone 181.
Sonora. Texat.
“I don’t know, uncle. I’ll find out.
Please don't excite yourself. You
know the doctor suy* tbe change will
do you good."
Dk-k recognized tbe voice of Alice
Cutler.
"It won't 1" came the explosive con-
tradiction. "It will make me worse 1
Co on deck, and send Blake to me—
no, send Doctor Alster 1 I've got to
have some relief from tbls pulu. Tell
him to hurry.**
There were soft footsteps across
the enrpeted lloor, and a moment later
the cabin door opened nnd cloved.
Dick could hear loud, stertorous
breathing of one In great pain.
T—Happy Home
By Margmrmt Brae*
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A Bird-Cage Pedestal
Little Fellow bud been qiltrp I'.l. For
many days bo hadn't boon Interested
In much of any-
thing. Toys. [>lc-
ture books,
games, all palled
upon him, and
life seemed very
dull and unendur-
able to him dur-
ing the weeks of
convalescence un-
til Aunt Marjorie
brought him a
Iklrd—a merry,
bubbling, hopping
songster who bo-
on me the Idol of
Little Fellow’s heart.
During the morning, while Little
Follow luy In bed. tho bird hung In his
bvdreon* «luduw, hot In the afternoon
when Little Fellow was tucked up In
a big vvlngclmlr In the living room, the'
cj)^> was moved In there, too. It wiu
then mother noUced tlmt Little Fel-
low’s eyes seemed to blink, and she
realized It wus because thoy were so
steadily fixed on the bird cage out-
lined against the strong light of the
windows. Th* bird cage was hung
away from the window—end then Die
bird stopped singing so constantly.
Tlie entire family consulted and
tried different positions nnd schemes
for hanging the cage. But thut night,
when Little Fellow'n father came
home he brought a great high pack-
age, which turned out te bo a tall ped-
estal, with a fixture on top for hold-
ing Die bnse of the cage. These were
umde, he said, by the same firm that
designed the electric fan pedestala.
So Little FeiMvv's chair was turned
with Its back to the window and right
tn front of hlt-t, full in the sunshine,
was the pedestal with the bird cage on
tpp. It could be moved anywhere
about the house or placed In any post- ;
tlon without having to have a hook :
from which to hang the cage. It could
be nenr the window sr.d yet Little Fel-
low's eyes could be spared.
In addition, the pcoestnl was a beau-
tiful thing. Its Ivory-white standard
matched his Ivory-white bed and little
bureau, and there was soft, pretty
color here and there on It—blue and
rose and violet. Little Fellow was
entranced, and apparently the bird
wna also, for It sang until Us Uny
throat almost burst
(Copyright.)
Study Eartnquake Ruins
i The devastating effect of the
earthquake on const ruction in Santa
Barbara, Cal., has been studied by
the government, material associa-
tions, fire underwriters and others
With tho object of offsetting similar
havoc in the future bj utilizing the
lessons taught by this quake.
, Americans Help Chile
In order to have the best possible
financial and taxation system in-'
stalled, the government of Chile has.
[engaged a group of Americans to'
[work it out with such other aid as!
'will be given from the country itself
'and from experiences gathered in
; Kurope. Prof. K. W. Kcmmerer
''"ads tho commission.
Naval ilomtns Pigeons
**Tcar Oil” Dielancas
Speaking of speed, tho homing
pigeon has most of the other crea-
tures of the earth left behind nt the
poet; and of all homing pigeon*
those of the United States navy arc
well up in the front ranks of the
speediest. Unlike "speedy” mortals,
however, theirs is a one-way speed—
toward homo—*avs U. V. Wilcox.
At the National Capital Con-
course race a naval pigeon winged
the entire distance of 110 miles at
an average speed of rtorc than a
mile and a quarter a minute. It
doesn’t take a pigeon long to dem-
onstrate his belief that home is
sweet.
In the navy air station at Ana-
costa Chief Qunrtcrmaster Henry
Bubec conducts a homing pigeon
school for the training both of men
and birds. The course of instruc-
tion is divided between practical
work nnd lectures. The men learn
how to feed the birds, how to care
for tho injured and how to train
them for long-distance flying and
racing.
The various breeds and strains
are studied a* well as the process of
msting the birds to bring out cer-
tain colors. The shades best liked
are blue, blue check, red and red
check.
The allied armies employed 200,-
000 homing pigeons during the
World war. Thoee who served over-
seas can recount many a tale of how
the downy-coated birds flew through
showers of shrapnel. With torn and
blood-spattered wings they flew
borne to their lofts, their messages
sometimes hanging by only a liga-
ment.—Tite Open Iloaj.
rpHKHE Is probably no sorrow that
^ can come to n young mother any
•renter than ilvlna birth to a child
with a cleft palate or bare Up. After
undergoing all, the dancers und discom-
forts of pregnancy Slid tlie psia arid
agony of childbirth, sbe finds that her
baby's face. Instead of a sweet end
cherubic ptclure of Innoceuce, U a
hideous and distorted monstrosity.
Tlila not lufrequent deformity la
caused by failure of the bones which
are tho foundation of the soft purl*
of the face to grow together und units
as they should. There are many de-
grees of tbls condition, from a slmpiw
split In tbe sktn end mnsete on one
lip to a great gap on both sides of thq
mouth, running clear back through the
mouth to the throat behind nnd up Into
the nose above, converting -.the fuc*
Into n grotesque mask with a yawn-
ing gulf In tbe center.
What the cause of this failure of de-
velopment Is wo do not know, but wo
do know that It la not due to ,ny ex-
perience or impression that tbe mother
may have hud before tbo baby was
born. So tho sorrylng young mother
can nt lenst comfort herself with tbo
knowledge thnt she Is tn no way re-
sponsible and that the popular idea
that her baby wns "marked" as a re-!
suit of something which she did or J
failed to do, has no foundation, tn fact. (
Then sho can rejoice tn tbe fact that J
present-day surgery has mads It pos-
sible to bring together the gaping j
bones and to restore her baby’s face i
to practically perfect condition.
In former days, these unfortunate '
children were beyond hop*. Moet j
cases died tn a few day* or weeks, ‘
They could not nnrae and so often died j
of starvation. They conld riot breath* ■
properly, go often dted early of broa- .
chill* ond pneumonia. Bnt if they ’
lived they were unsightly marked
children, unable to speak so that they '
could be understood. <
In fow fields has preaeot-dny surgery ,
accomplished such wonders ss tn ear- •
lng cleft puluta As early ns -poesfblsk
and usually the earlier the better, -the
surgeon draws the separated bone* to- •
gather with horsehair sutures, unite*
the edges of the gnp In the sktn and
makes a normal face out of what
would otherwise be a reputstyb one. . •
No other method of treatment Is of
nny value. Delay only makes the op> ’
eratton more difficult and uncertain, j
IS. iWt, WtMern Xmptpn UUm.) 1
Farmer Beginning to ‘ *
See “Crop” in Foreet
In tho earlj days forests were Just
woods. Today forests are still just
woods to most everybody outside th*
forestry profession. But the largest
owner of forest land, the farmer, is
beginning to see something naor*
than woods in his forests. Her* and
there tho fanner is going into hut
woodlands and looking them Osrer
with tho some idea in mind that he
does his wheat field. Ho is under-
going a change in vision and eeti-
mation of forest trees, and it h be-
ing expressed in the word rtewp,”
says the New York state ooHcge el
forestry, Sjnraraae university.
Many farmers have found that
trees hare been cut from land not
suitable for raising anything but
trees and that with intensive agri-
culture more farm product* can be
raised on less ground and more eco-
nomically. In some sections the
fanner is thinking of tho beat way
to put his unfit and agriculturally
unavailable land to work. The only
natural and profitable thing to do is
to plant trees to raise a tree crop.
More trees have been planted on
farms this rear than on any other
kind of land. Tm tree crop idoa if
taking hold.
Some Old Copper Mines
The island of Cyprus, in the Medi-
terranean, is again looked upon as
a source of copper after the lapse
of many year*. An American cor-
poration was formed recently to ex-
ploit the copper deposits of the is-
land. In ancient days it was one of
tho principal sources of supply, says
Popular Mechanics Magazine.
The American corporation, which
has been prepsring for its work in
Cyprus, believes that modern
methods, revealing, probably, new
supplies of ore never touched by fhe
ancient Cypriotes, will make the ex-
ploitation of the mines worth while.
Goguet, a French authority, say?
that tho Greeks employed capper
for all the purposes for which we
nbw make nse of iron. At the time *
of the Trojan war, iron was very lit-
tle used; copper supplied its place.
MAYBE WEREN'T THERE
Humorist (entering sanctum)—
Have you been able to see the joke*
left here last week?
Editor—Not yet. J
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