MOBNIKG ENTERPHISE THURSDAY, JUNE 20, 1912.
..
fin Pursuit
! of
Beauty
By CLARISSA NACKIE
!
Dan Forsythe rode moodily along
the boundary of Nickleson's ranch.
From the rise of ground at the south
west corner he could get a glimpse of
the roof of the ranch house that shel
tered Kitty Nickleson.
Even as Dan rode slowly along the
boundary he saw a horseman In the
distance and recognized him as Forbes.
The latter was approaching the Nickle
son ranch at an easy pace and, as
Dan thought, with all the confidence
of a newly accepted lover who knows
that his sweetheart Is waiting for him.
' Rather than have his secret discov
eredand news travels fast in the
cattle country, even though the popu
lation Is composed largely of the mas
culine sex Dan swung his horse
" around and dashed toward the north.
He rode fast and furiously, just as
though he was out looking for stray
cattle or on some other urgent busi
ness bent
When at last he drew rein he was
many miles from home In the open
country that was known as the "free
range."
Then Dan Forsythe was startled by
a black object that hurtled toward him
out of tie distance and then, when near
enough to observe him, whirled about
and dashed away.
Dan rubbed his eyes.
"That's Kitty Nickleson's horse," he
muttered. "It must have broken loose.
I'll have to catch it before somebody
else puts a brand on the critter."
In a second Dan was flying after
Kitty Nickleson's black horse, Beauty,
which was famed the countryside
through for its spirit and thorough
breeding. Beauty's mother had been
a pure Arabian, and Beauty was fleet
footed as the wind.
Dan Forsythe's horse was not ill
named Cyclone. If Beauty was as fleet
"DON'T BE AFRAID, MISS NICKLESON," HB
SAID.
as the wind Cyclone certainly deserv
ed his name, for he tore after the flee
ing horse like a black whirlwind.
As Dan drew nearer to the runaway
he saw with tightening throat that a
saddle was girted on Beauty's back.
That meant one of two things either
Beauty bad bolted from the ranch be
fore his mistress had mounted and
that appeared unlikely, for no one
seemed to be in pursuit of him or he
had thrown Kitty and left her some
where, hurt or dying.
Pursuer and pursued had torn over
the plain for twenty miles before Dan
realized what was happening. Beau
ty had swerved to the right almost im
perceptibly and continued on that
course, with Dan in pursuit until all
at once the man realized that their po
sitions had changed.
Beauty was the pursuer, and Dan
Forsythe was the pursued.
It was a vicious Beauty, too, that
chased him relentlessly, a frenzied ani
mal with frothy lips parted over long,
ugly teeth and wild eyes reddened with
rage.
Kitty Nickleson's horse had gone
. crazy.
What had become of Kitty?
These words whirled around and
around in Dan's mind as he made ev
ery effort to urge his tired horse out
of reach of the approaching mad horse.
Cyclone was losing his wind now,
and Dan heard the hoarse, straining
wheeze in his throat as he sprang for
ward, leap on leap, each time losing a
little ground to Beauty. Dan knew
that If Beauty caught them it would
mean death to both himself and Cy
clone. He also realized that Cyclone
was handicapped by his master's 180
pounds of bone and muscle.
Without his rider Cyclone could out
distance the smaller horse.- With Dan
on his back-It meant jjeath.
Over to the left there now appeared
rbe group of rocks that marked the en
trance to Cotton canyon. Among the
rocks there grew a bunch of ragged
cottonwood trees. If he could reach
the trees there would be a chance for
Cyclone to eutdistance his pursuer. At
any rate, If worse came co worst Dan
had a revolver that would effectually
put an end to the combat, only be did
not have the heart to kill Kitty Nickle
son's pet horse.
. He pulled the rein, "and Cyclone
swerved to the left, and Beauty's hoofs
pounded menacingly behind. Dan
slipped bis right foot from the stirrup
and crouched low on Cyclone's strain
ing neck. He whispered In Cyclone's
laid back ear, and just as the horse
swept past the group of rocks Dan
slipped to the ground and fell stagger
ing sideways Just out, of reach of
Beauty's flying heels as he thudded
past
Dan got tip on his feetwlth astrange
singingTn His ears. He climbed Ihe
rocks and saw that Cyclone was get
ting away from Beauty, whose mania
was burning out his own strength with
each shrill scream of defiance that he
sent after Cyclone.
All at once Beauty stopped short,
whirled about and came tearing back
toward the rocks.
Despairing of reaching Cyclone, he
had remembered Dan.
He was coming back for revenge.
- Dan glanced hastily around. The
canyon was too far away to gain refuge
there before Beauty returned. The
rocks on which he stood afforded no
protection from a crazed horse. There
only remained the cottonwood trees.
The largest one sprouted among the
rocks where he stood. He climbed it.
Just as he reached the lower branches
the crazy horse came to a standstill un
derneath and screamed shrilly up at
his escaped quarry. Then he pounded
the turf with his feet
Dan looked down and saw something
on the ground that sent the blood back
to his heart leaving his face white as
death itself. -
' A pretty soft gray felt hat with a
Spanish leather band about the crown
was trampled In the grass. A little
gray gauntlet glove lay beside it
Those had belonged to Kitty Nickle
son. Where was Kitty Nickleson now?
Sudden rage filled Dan's heart, and
his hand flung around to his hip to
draw his gun. '
"Don't shoot" said a soft voice
above his head.
Dan stared upward.
On the branch over his head sat Kit
ty Nickleson herself, rather pale.
"Please don't shoot Beauty yet," she
quavered. "Perhaps he'll go away,
and after he is out a distance you
might fire where I couldn't see him
fall!" A tear splashed down on Dan's
upturned face. He shoved the gun
back into his pocket.
"If you don't mind telling me,, I'd
like to hear how It happened," said
Dan practically.
So Kitty related ber story in disjoint
ed sentences caused by the constant vi
bration of the free as Beauty attack
ed it with dogged persistency.
Beauty had acted queer for several
days. They had thought it was the hot
weather. Another horse had gone mad
on the ranges and had been instantly
killed by one of the line riders. But
they had not suspected anything seri
ous to betbe matter with Beauty, who
was petted and always had the best of
of care.
She had started forth that morning
for a solitary ride, and Beauty had
acted fiendishly from the first He had
snapped at her once or twice as she
leaned over his neck to pat him, as
she was accustomed to do, and then,
all at once, just before she reach
ed the bunch of cottonwoods Beauty
had suddenly reared himself and un
seated her.
Kitty bad managed to roll herself
out of reach of his vicious hoofs, and
as he searched for her with his little
bloodshot eyes she had scrambled to
her feet and made for tbe cotton
woods. She had climbed up somehow,
just escaping his first angry lunge as
he discovered her retreat
There she sat, watching him tram
ple her hat and gloves into the ground,
shuddering, because she knew what
would be her own fate if she lost her
hold on the cottonwood tree.
"I am so glad you came." she ended.
"So am I." said Dan devoutly, and
then he added rather awkwardly, for
he felt fiercely jealous: "I should not
lie surprised if some one came to res
cue us. I happened to see Forbes rid
ing toward your house. Ue will be
looking for yon."
"Oh. no he won't." she said confi
dently. "He was coming to say good
by. He's going east for good."
"Why?" was Dan's involuntary
question.
"Oh. 1 guess he's tired of ranch
Ing." said Kitty Nickleson. j
Just then Beauty made one last ef
fort to dislodge the couple in the cot
tonwood tree. He was partially suc
cessful. Kitty Nickleson lost her hold and
slipped.
"Oh. Dan, catch me!" she screamed
as she fell.
Dan lifted his strong arms and
caught her easily. Tbera was just
room for them to stand there in that
crotch of the tree, while his arm sup
ported her slender form. Her smooth
cheek was dangerously near to bis
own. Her long lashes drooped over
her eyes, and her curling. Runny hair
touched his lips. His arm tightened
about her, and she did not seem to
object.
It was very wonderfnl.
"Kitty," he whispered boldly, "do
you do you mind?"
Kitty's cheek yes. the rosy cheek of
haughty Kib.-y Nickleson came closer,
closer and leaned against his own.
"Oh. Dan: you are such a slow
coach!" she murmured.
A little later, while her sweet eyes
were hidden on Dan's broad shoulder,
Dan's revolver spat forth a bullet that
buried Itself In poor Beauty's heart.
And Dan was .there to comfort Kitty.
Plenty of Material.
"What are you studying there. Cla
rice?" ,
"About how to make delightful dishes
from left bver food. The cook has left"
"Well, you can make some nice dishes
from left over food."
"Yes, and I have plenty of material.
There's a great deal of food left over
since I began doing the cooking."
Washington Herald.
Experienced.
Mrs. Smlff What do you say when
you play poker? Mr. Smiff Me? Oh,
say, "That's good." Baltimore Sun.
INDIVIDUALITY.
No process is so fatal as that
which would cast all men in one
mold. Every human being is in
tended to have a character of his
own, to be what no other is, to do
what ng other can do. Our com
mon nature is to be unfolded in un
bounded diversities. It is to wear
innumerable forms of beauty and
glory. Every human being has a
work to carry on within, dunes to
perform abroad, influences to exert,
which are peculiarly his and which
no conscience but his own can
teach.
GOOLON MARVEL
OF PRIZE RING
Bantamweight Champion Is Pos
sessor cf Matured Brain. x"
IS GALLED BOXING SCIENTIST.
Has More Knowledge In His Head
Than Majority of the Boys In His
Class Will Ever Acquire How He
Handles Himself.
Some one once called Johnny Coulon
the little old man of the ring. He is
that. And nobody is going to take his
bantam honors away from him while
tje keeps that mature brain working
regularly. There is not great danger
that he will fail in this regard. Coulon
is always serious and always condi
tioned for any fight he goes into.
He Is one bantam that can scale at
the weight which, according to his
own manner of reasoning, Is 115
pounds at gong time, and retain the
strength and vigor that are contained
In a man of his size. At this weight,
which is generally the only figure gov
erning his matches, he being a youth
that never gives away a pound, he is a
master fighter of proportionate rank
with Johnson, McFarland and Kilbane.
Coulon's title of champion of the
world has often been disputed, but the
fact remains that he stands out promi
nently abong the midgets and that no
other sawed-off. outside of Frankie
Burns, has given hima real fight in
two years. Eddie O'Keefe and Johnny
Daly humped him some out west, yet
we all know what the result would be
if these boys boxed the Chicagoan over
a distance or even in a ten round affair
where something was at stake.
New York and" Brooklyn hurrahed
vigorously for Young Johnny Solzberg
a short time ago. The Brooklyn kid
was generally favored in his home sec
tion as a formidable opponent for Cou
lon. Some sentimental supporters had
visions of the champion doing the sleep
stretch, for Solzberg is a good puncher.
He is likewise the best boy of his
weight developed in the east during
i
55?
FIGHTING ATTITUDE OF JOHNNY COULON
the past year. Coulon convinced his
admirers that Solsie didn't have an out
side chance.
In six rounds he plucked the am
bitious kid as he willed, and once lie
had him on the uiat. That is usually
the way when a youngster strolls into
port with eyes dilating for bantam
glory at Coulon's expense.
Coulon became a fighter in 1900 in
an amateur tournament in Chicago.
Rather it was in that year he made his
first public appearance, because he had
been a pugnacious individual when
riled ever since bis first day in school. .
In the same year he had his first wro
fessional bout Since then he has
fought seventy times and never lost a
decision.
The champion is twenty-three years
old, but he looks thirty. This may be
attributed to a serious outlook upon
life and a sparse growth of hair, which
gives him the appearance of being
bald. At tbe same time his oldish
features belie the youthful activity of
his body, but they show this that
Coulon's brain has matured in study
ing his profession considerably faster
than his body has. That's why he
holds his title. His old head knows
what his younger opponents are play
ing for, and be,has more boxing knowl.
edge stored away In that cupola than
most boxers will get In a decade and
more than some of them will ever ac
quire. That's why Coulon is called
"the little old man."
Young Johnny Solzberg, who was
Coulon's opponent recently, is a Nor
wegian. He was born in Norway, but
came to America when eight years
of age. He is now eighteen. Solsie
had a unique experience on the occa
sion of his first professional fight He
knocked out his opponent in a round
and got $1 for winning. The police
raided the club, and Johnny and the
Dther parties concerned were taken to
Ihe lockup.
With his one "Iron man" in his pock.
ft, Solzberg was arraigned in court
next morning. When the magistrate
fined him $10 he was a badly scared
kid, for he knew that, lacking $9 of the
amount, he would be required to work
it out In jail. Paddy Roche, a neighbor
of his, came to the rescue, however,
and Johnny was let go. Roche is now
managing him.
A Bear and a Log Jam.
A big log jam that on one occasion
blocked an Illinois river was broken
In a peculiar manner. A. brown bear
was noticed by one of the rlvermen
prowling around the skids and later
was observed crawling over the piled
up timber. Gradually bruin worked
his way down to the key log and at
tacked It frantically. Instantly the
mass of logs broke. The bear was
crushed to pieces. loiter it was leans
ed that the key log waft filled with
honey.
VERNON TAKES CLOSE
GAME FROM BEAVERS
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brwx-z.v.e' Cor OrV
LOS ANGELES, June 19, " (Special)
Vernon beat Portland today, 3 to
1. Koestner pitched well allowing on
ly 5 hits. His support was good.
Portland made 4 hits off Carson'a de
livery.
A DEACON'S
REMEDY
BvM. QUAD
Copyright 1912. by Associated Lit
erary Press. . -
When Philctus Smallman and Eunice
Carter were married beacon Roberts
rubbed his hands together and said to
his wifef
"A happy match, my dear a very
happy one.".
"Both are religions," answered the
wife.
"Very religious. Neither has skipped a
sermon or a prayer meeting for years."
"It will be one long, happy day for
them." '
"It surely will. This match was made
in heaven, whether any others have
been or not I shall be only too glad
to take them 'by the band and con
gratulate them."
The fact that Philetus was an old
bach and Eunice an old maid and that
they bad courted for three years before
marriage had nothing to do with it
This is a free couutry, and one may fall
in love at sixteen or wait until he Is
forty.
Yes. the happy pair were religious
and belonged to the same church; but.
though many things were discussed be
fore marriage, religion was laid away
on the shelf and left undisturbed. That
they had it and lived by it was enough
And yet tBere was a surprise in store
for both. While church members, there
were certain things open to doubt in
their miuds. It was I'hiletus who first
gave expression to one of his "doubts.
They had been married a month when
one day he called attention to the phys
leal fact that Jonah would have suffo
cated inside of two minutes in tbe
whale's belly had he been swallowed.
"But he didn't suffocate," replied Eu
nice. "Because he wasn't swallowed."
"What! You doubt it?"
' "I must say I do."
Eunice said no mdr'e. She sat down
and gasped for breath and an hour
later visited the deacon in his real
estate office to relate the Incident and
ask for advice.
"I'd a Jeetle rather Philetus believed
that Jonah was swallowed." replied the
deacon, "but I can't say that his disbe
lief Is goin' to keep him out of heaven.
-Fve met some good. men that kinder
shied off from that story."
"But of course he was swallowed."
. "Of course. , but it shouldn't get up
any hard feelings in the family. Better
go home and say nothing more."
It was Eunice that expressed tbe
next doubt She did It by asking Phi
letus if he really believed the children
of Israel crossed the Red sea dry shod.
"Why," of course they did." was t he
reply.
"But there were some puddles left,
even If the waters rolled back." ,
"You never mind about the puddles.
There wasn't any sidewalk . built for
them as I know of. but nobody got his
feet wet"
"I've often wondered whether .they
did or not"
Then away went Philetus to Deacon
Roberts to relate the incident and said:
"It" will be a dreadful thing If it
turns out that 1 have married an unbe
Iiever."
"Oh, 1 guess Eunice Is all right."
drawled the deacon. "It's a woman's
way to kinder doubt. Even my wife,
who got religion when she was 'leven
years old." seems to be a leetle shy on
some things. Eunice is purty sure of
going to heaven when she dies."
Both Eunice and Philetus ought to
have been satisfied after an interview
with the deacon, but such was not the
case. And they ought to have had the
sense not to bring up other subjects of
dispute, but those who have once start
ed a wrangle on religious matters are
agreed that It is a hard thing to break
off. The newly weds found it so
There were more doubts, -more dis
putes, more calling on the deacon for
sympathy and advice. He was a good
natured man, and for weeks and
weeks he bore with the disputants
Then Philetus came again, and En
nice came again, and tbe deacon's lim
it was finally reached. He didn't con
suit with the parson, his wife or any
body elsa He just sat down and had
a good think and then told his wife
he guessed he'd drop down to tbe
postoffice and see if there was a postal
card from his brother in Vermont.
Philetus and Eunice were having a
hot dispute over the loaves and fishes
as the deacon walked in on them with-
out knocking.
"I'm glad you came!" cried both In
chorus.
"So'm I!" he said as he began to shed
his coat
"What is it, deacon?"
"Philetus, i am going to give you a
gaul durned good whaling, and, Eu
nice, I'm going to lock you down cellar
for two whole days. You've disputed
and wrangled and come to me till I'm
sick and tired' of it 1 thought you
had some religion and a little sense,
but ding my buttons if you've got
either!" '
"But deacon" ' -
"No buts about it You either prom
ise to quit here and now or I'll pro
ceed to raise thunder and blazes!"
The deacon had them on the run.
He'd never made use of such language
unless he'd reached tbe jumping oS
place. He had bis oeat off and had
spat On his hands in a business way,
when the couple cried quits. And from
that hour argument ceased, and . the
dove of love and peace had a steady
job at good pay and could now and
then take a week's vacation without
risk of a dispute arising over whether
Judas Iscariot needed the ""money or
not
A Hair Restorer. "
"You promised me," she. said coldly,
"to return the lock of hair 1 gave you
and"- "
"Gee whiz!" be Interrupted. "Do you
take me for ahair restorer?" Ex
change. Borax.
The enameling -industry consumes
about one-half of tbe total borax pro
duction of the Cnited States. 1
Loose Leal
Systems and Devices for
every kind of business
and profession. A 'phone
call will bring us, or, bet
ter still, , come in and
view our modern plant.
OREGONCITY ENTERPRISE
WILLAMETTE CLUES GIVES
BIG DANCE THIS EVENING
TheVillamette Club will give a
big dance lonight fit Uttseh's Hall
Parson's orchestra of Portland
will furnish the music and re
freshments will be served on the
veranda overlooking the river.
The hall has been beautifully dec
orated. Dr. Clyde Moim' is sched
uled for a speech.
PARKPLACE TO LEVY TAX
TO REPAIR SCHOOL
At a meeting of the school board
of Parkplace E. L. Pope was
elected school director, and W. A.
Holmes, who has been director
was elected clerk. The election
of teachers will be held tomorrow
evening. A 10 mill tax will be
levied for improving the building
and for the salaries of the teach
ers. CO-OPERATION BRINGS 1600 PER
CENT GAIN
The recent annual report of the
Rockwell farmers' co-operative asso
ciation of Rockwell City, la., shows
that the business of the association
totaled J559.4K0 rtnrino- tho l
ana the value of tho str.f.t i
increased 1600 per cent
10 conduct the business only $5540
was expended. It is probable no other
society in the country can make a
like showitiE' Tho .. , ,
. yaoi J cat H UUS1-
ness .showed an increase of $135,084
iue prevwus year. The asso
ciation has rtaflnrnA
dividend; two years ago $50,000 was
set aside as surplus.
Shares that originally cost $10 are
worth today $161. According to Farm
and Home this
was not organized primarily to make
money, but was organized that its
members might be able to obtain the
marKei prices for their grain
Thev alsn haw -h-r. .
- ttuic io uuy COal
and lumber at reasonable prices. The
odbcib ot me society are $20,000
Finger Prints. '
Finger prints for klpntiHnnHnn ron-
nsed by the Chinese "as long ago as the
bcvculu century
Now for the Seashore!
VTA
Season Tickets on
Sale June 1st
SUNSET "
IOGDEN&SHASTAI
ROUTES
TILLAMOOK AND
Season fares from the principal
Beaches are as follows:
FROM TO FARE
Portland Newport $ 6.25
Oregon City " 6.25
Salem " 5.15
Albany , " 4.00
Corvallis 3.75
Eugene " 5.8O
Roseburg " 8.75
. Medford - 12.00
Ashland 4 "
Tickets to fl.hoVA nnints nn anlo
x gvuu an ocaovu, Willi uunca
pondingly low fares from other points. Week end tickets are also
onsale from various points. .
Sunday Excursion Train on theC. & E. R. R.
Leaves Albany at 7:30 a.' m., Corvallies at 8 a! m. and connects
with S. P. Trains If, 14, and 28 from points south.
Call on our nearest agent for "Vacation Days in Oregon," a beaut
ifully illustrated booklet describing various outing resorts, or write
to
John M. Scott, General Passenger Agent, Portland, Ore.
Attend the B. P. O. E. Elks Coavention, Portland July 8-13.
-aw Fares to all points East June to September. .
E
Miss Alda Broughton, formerly of
Oregon City but now of Portland, en-
! tertained nine of her young women
friends at the home of her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. George Broughton, of
Irvington, Tuesday afternoon, the af-
! fair being in the form of an announce
j ment luncheon. Miss Broughton an
i nounced her engagement to Mr. Sam
uel H. Pierce, an attorney of Portland
the date of the wedding not having
been decided upon. The luncheon
was followed by a reception, which
was attended by about sixty friends
of the bride-elect. Miss Broughton
was assisted at luncheon by her sis
ter, Mrs. Walter Durham, and at he
reception by her mother, Mrs. George
Broughton, and sister. Miss Mildred
Broughton.
The table decorations were very
pretty as well as unique. The table
was centered with pink sweet peas,
and from this to each place were pink
ribbons, the ends of which were fasten-'
ed handpainted cards with appropri
ate wording, and the bride-elect drew
from the bouquet a handsome dia
mond ring, this being attached to the
ribbon extending to her place at the
table. The dining room as well as
the other rooms of the Broughton
home were in pink, sweet peas and
roses being used in profusion.
Miss Broughton is well known in
Oregon City .where she was born,
, . ... l , ,
auu resiueu uoui aDout ten years ago,
when she moved to Portland with her
parents. She has devoted much of
her time to music, and for several
years has been presiding at the pipe
organ of the St David's Episcopal
church, and for the past several
months has been substituting in sev
eral of the larger churches of Port
land including the Congregational
church and White Temple.
Mr. Pierce was graduated from the
Stanford University, and is a member
of the Delta Chi Fraternity, and the
Acacia Fraternity.
If you saw it in the Enterprise it's
THE
3- Day Tickets on
Sale Saturday and
Sunday- to
NEWPORT BEACHES
stations to Newport or Tillamook
TO
Tillamook Beaches
FARE
$ 4.00
4.70
6.00
7.30
7.10
9.00
12.00
17.20
12.00
17.75
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