THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL. PORTLAND, SUNDAY m6rNING, NOVEMBER 29, 1908.
By Urjr McManne.)
M an' Batan had a race."
N old man who had roamed over
A
the west to years told wis story
to a group of admiring friend,.
He had learned to talk when
talking was an tfrt, and could
i.rn , mi. .,,,r,r nv with t'.lea ""'P1 on rlel laP wnue sne areamea. no
thrm the idle, summer dajs wun t.ues h r ,,.,, wr-w h .11,..
of startling adventure.
"I found Missouri unsatisfying In
06,
and went to Colorado to begin afresh.
I had always been fond of geology, and
v in fnr (Marine- amona the rocks
my passion ror digging among tne rocKs
served wis In the gold excitement of the
time. I prospected among the great
canyons and unearthed their smiling
tores till I had mora 'shares' than I
needed. I made men rich who are now
pending their old days in lying and
cheating to make more; I grew tired of She tried to separate Saranec from the
them and did not care enough for towns men of his tribe, resolving to fight the
to upend money on them. I grieved late awaiting her unless she could
that I could not hold a corner of the rouse him to a higher ambition than
great, breesy west, a separate world of 'V'S'"?, found like a mountain sprite,
my own: I could sea its beauty outside H.?r. f u,n "P8 curled an i she glanced at a
lis gold-hearted hills. Today, giant en- glittering scepter in the form of an ax.
glnes re hauling Its stores, and mills Her grandmother had worn It as she
nd T factories are pumping away in the 'ned tack to' t ,ea t IBut you
valley, where I planted the camps of the Jto rl cA,
miners. antj can't pause In mv work because a
I roamed .off to the north in search poor Indian youth , )osng hlR 8en8..
Of adventures and found them jay after Ag her work -cnn,,j,,ted in folding her
day, among hostile savages, till I was hands, Lalla purred contentedlv, without
rather glad to strike a miners camp fear of disturbance.
near the Black hills. 1 found rich "The Idea," she went on. 'of cutting
claims the first year, but was drawn his corn for him. while he goes off to
the next into, assisting the civil engi- the great red forest for his fall hunt!
neers In finding a path for the Iron As to digging his potatoes for his
horse over the wild hills. The Sioux
tirred the other tribes to resent our
coming; the hot times that followed
kept me till the camp had gnown Into
a town.
'One day there was wild excitement
over a murder out on Bulphur Gap.
Not that It was unusual; a fow weeks
before a man had been hanged for
horse stealing; he was a gambler as
well: so the stern executioner of the
law went safely about his business
the next day. The miner circled the
teep canyons as they discussed the
dead man's -ame (he had plainly fcrVeut
d them at cards) emphasizing their
speech with their picks.
"There was no funeral. He had left
no name or message, tine rough fel
low wondered if he had a wife, as he
watched a great wide-winged eagle
perched on a rocky ledge, staring sol
emnly at the intruder below.
" 'And beast and bird, have seen and
heard
That which man knoweth not."
"That was all of his storv: all that
men knew. The Indians darted swift
rlancea down the ravine and naaseit on.
I did not sneak mv nltv of him whose
punishment-seemed so .horrible beside
his crime. A gruesome interest held
me. I wondered if the freed soul could
ever find the sunless spot; and won-
dered, too. if the great, seamed rocks
leaned over so that the rain could not
toss the broken thing facing eternity at
.. . . a . -
the bottom of the wild canyon. If he
had been wronged in his death, one
ki ...... ,i .
could guard his grave, even there, one
who could hold away the wild prowlers
of the mountains.
'They passed me as they filed Into
the1 tunnel, where a man's life was
given, every week or so, for the shining
treasure within. An Indian turned to
question a man who had stopped beside
me. He was answered vaguely. In a
liSVr.kmV"Voi. asTf Ife made
his blue ey
,e" -?,utAim?, sMewnys, and
passea on.
i inn iK Ki ms sienaer nanos
Vn t.T' riZ. i7X..Z u i
s ouuui mi nw.
" . 7 . , ' t
'Three weeks later a long time out
there where the lime Is given to com-
dy or tragedy Impartially, this other
muraer nrea me country. A chief of
the unevennes hail hwn IrillaH o
years before, In a raid with the Sioux
me nercnncR naa oeen allien a. t
against the whites. It was said he had
White hiood in his veins, enough to
make his daughter a beauty. The moth
er nursed her revenge against the
whites silent and stern" In her watch
over the pretty Nonga if a white man
came near her, leaving her to any wild
finry at other times.
isonga naa Deen sent to school.
where she learned to long for the pale
Tor$ ,,n a e Now' w,th V0
In the lodge (there was no warrior to
nnng mem luxuries) and her mother so
Birrn una
cold, she left it to dream
away the time in the hills. But lovers
A W I I hit.,..,
found her in time, and we heean to
-wnii-u wim mieresi me turn in the af
fairs of the "princess."
"Young Bell came to the mines In
searcn or gold and diversion.
Bell' they called him. Kerle is
'Kerie
Indian
lor panther. That the fruit was for
bidden, only gaye. It a relish. Then
Karanec, a grave Indian youth, who had
watched over h'-r since childhood in
LOVE WINS OUT
By J. Norman.
HIQII up on the "Salter' she
sat. throned on a granite
boulder, with the golden re1
flamlnc all around l.er and upon
her fHir ynu'ig --au. And lrl.'
Lelfson, the hold, tall youth, who had
dared to risk his evety hop" nf happi
ness In a stumbling rirrlarition of de
votion, started un ,t her in Joyful
amazement.
"You love me," he cried, yi'u love
me, a poor. stniRciiiiK Not wcsian
farmer, and you the daughter .f a mil
lionaire and the mot beautiful girl In
the world?" "Yes" she answered in
her deep, sweet voice. "I love yon. '
and smiling a litth at Mm lovr-likn
praise, she added whimsically, "Wwi't
you believe mn. Ei h ?
He sprang to his feet and took her
boldly in his arms.
"Oh, Marjorie, it seems too r.d to l
. .' V. nrViUnnrnl "I .,,.,1.4 ..... . .1..
blUC, WW IJ J r,7'-- TH. i II'UI'I ll'Jt. II l
peaking, but l never dan-d en in
xuy wildest dreama to hope for tain. "
Gently releasing herself she- louk- d at
i her watch.
"Come, it is time for me to r(ii;r i,"
She Bald. "Father Is always iuwv if
I keep blm waiting for Ids break-,
fast."
"Oh, I am afraid I had forgott. -i your
father." he 'said blankly.
There was very little doubt as to
What- Marjories father who knrw
nothing of these -arlv n tmgs -.n
the "Salter"' while he was as.; -p in b..i
would say when Kric formally re
quested permission to marrv his onlv
child. It came homo sudd-i.ly to tin
young man how preposterous sm-h ;i
Sroposal would s-cm to the fa tin r r.f
la love. His beautiful Marjorie, heir
ess to thousands of acres of rk,i '..ll
fornla pasture and over a mlll'nti si. . pp.
married to an insijrnif leant Norwi t'im
farmer, who had nil his work cut mn
to make both ends meet. Why, of
course, the American would promptly
Kick nira out.
"Good bye," said Erie rilsconsolafidv.
as they came near the little Inn whii i
iad the honor of sheltering Marjorie
. and her wealthy father. "I'll come
and your rather directly after
ItreakfasL"
"Good-bye," she answered. "I'll do a'
I can to win him over first. And I'll
make the coffee myself, so that it shall
Cm Just a be likes It .and see that the
eggs are not boiled as hard as thev
were yesterday. When dad "Is In good
' humor, there is always hope."
.'." ".''.
Ths.scens was certainly not an In
spiring one, the lover thought, as he
stood upon the threshold of the little
11m. The prevailing note was a melan
choly gray7 gray ky, gray granlto and
fray Mils tinged with steamy mist, and
he famous i "Gray Wet herf."1 of Slddai
J-'jord group of boulders which seen ,
fmn a distance, bear a marvelous re
semblance to a flock of erasing sheep,
looked more astonishingly like real gray
jaethers than ever. -,
iiowvT. he pulled tlmaelt togther
silent, protecting adoration, rushed In
like whirlwind. The pretty Nonga
admirers, white or red, and needed no
rorm or civilization, othef than her own,
" J t
cat. with tiger stripes in white and yel
low, who followed her everywhere and
ed to It scornfully, with shapely hands
raised In protest. She acknowledged
er- C0.A door. Wu,n Mother Maran.
who know nothing but pride of race,
nea ,0 tn" Indian's happy - hunting
groun - shn1 marry the'jn(r o tlia
silver mines over tilers, though never
on of' his diggers."
ii in ir. ofunii caranec were ricn
and proud.' she said to her pet In con
fidence, 'I would like him, with hi
treat, soft eyes and serious manner.
h ranee mparts "Water under a rock;"
love would make it surst Its bounds
breakfast while he sleeps what do you
tftltiK of that?'
"Leila looked up with slanting eye.
"'Who ta,ught you to look like that,
you amber vixen?" Her soft voice raised
sharply. "White Eerie uses his eyes that
way to mimic love, with deviltry back
of them that would grace a Comanche,
There is a blonde creature over In the
mining town who loves him; she Is JuRt
u" color; when I see you crouching
i mouse, your yellow eyes watching
for their prey, and that unearthly mo
tion of your body, I think of that blonde
Rene, who watches men. I wonder If
the fair women in the great world are
like her? Or la she just a creature of
the camp? If mother did not hate a
white man so, and If his voice did not
pipe a soul's deformity, and If I wera
not a chief's daughter, I would go to
the rising sun with him, and see what
rich beauties sre like. Old black Drusie
says they -have maids to comb their
hair and groat double rosea the color of
the pink things on the wall, and beauti
ful dresses for every day. Come Thalia,
I am restless; we will ro to the ,blg
river and fish; perhaps a gallant, red
or white, will come to carrv the
flsli
home for this Impoverished princess.
with no-hold on the world but one bleak
corner that she hates. The Indian girls
tft,,f ot love a" tliev saueal around with
Jnelr prospective partners, who dance
llk t'c.ks' , shoi wlth them at. tar-
f.et. H'e. Hie! I wonder what lor is
'lk,?.? -ome on. you laxy Lally! Your
ritnAfl HOT r 1 v ' haa n srm A wm mr
IV?T m.us, hav,e
f 'Vwhen ' I Z,
tion wren I am hi
can make an exer-
ifline. A "poor In-
aian, eaucatea aoova her station, with
poverty, charity or matrjjncmy stlead ht '
her.'
"At the close of the long. Idle after
noon there were cavaliers both red and
white within call, if she had known.
Old Maran slipped out to ee what kept
Jf "f1 eanS'
knee wnile he brooded, no doubt over
v. - , a v t. -
wouia go wiin ine wnite jtantner.
"saraneo saw tier ana
went softly
f,wayJ, "2piT8 t0.nJd "ne-.At
'be river he met Kerie Bell. The two
looked at each other, thn Bell said
wlth a sneer. 'Is there no place In this
k1"' w a-v. wy J ruin
"-" ;
you
. . "Saranec was coldly polite.
He mo
11 f?. Q iainng crimson leaves.
. V v.
want for a hunt?
" "It depends on the gama.' Bell smiled
Insolently as he made a caressing mo-
tion with his hand. Yet he knew he had
never been nearer death'a door. The
v. i i . . l . i . j T
law'
ti tin smitr-H wt fuiin. ie hi.
muscles were setting for a aprln
"The Indian looked at him conte
ouslv
ft-
temptu-
' 'You
Are. finlr a Vnnth nf f h, hal.
face- whn Wnw
love. The old mother who hates you is
iisvc a ic uiu llli'iun. WUU liaiC, IIU 1
crouched bv r tree in vnnde.r wnnri rio
carry her blanket and see what your
smite win gain ror you mere!
"'He held my hand a minute without
shaking, turned away, and that waa the
last 1 saw of the best and bravest lit
rtien l ever knew.
"The. next day I met an angry mob
searching for a track they had lost In
and boldly asked to see Mr. Edward
Peterson.
The millionaire was awaiting him
walking up and down in the garden
bark of the inn. He was a lanky, hard,
gray-haired man, with a stern mouth
but twinkling, humorous eyes. A de-cc-nt
enough old fellow at heart, but
a little conceited by reason of his suc
cess. It had been at his only child's sug
erstion that he. three years after the
lath of his wife, had taken a trip
'"ne to Ihf old countrv ha had left a
:."or hoy. many years before. He looked
ip as Eric approached, and frowned.
"Marjorie has told rr.e w-hv vou come."
he snid brusquelv bv way "of greeting.
Very deliberately Kric s.anned hi
ruin, and without waiting for an In-
; t a t i . n sat down.
l.oi,k hcr Mr 'Petersen," he said,
conclliatlngly. i know It must seem
i.iUkt presumptuous to vou, but I can't
heln It- really J . an'i. j love Mar
jorie and she loves me. And we can't
help that. now. can we?"
The California!! smiled, but It was
the ,,nrd smile of an angry man, tickled
a pa In. st his will.
"You may be lacking In mnnev, but
you are not lacking in cheek." he said
curtly.
"The question, " Krlr continued Ig
noring tho ncer, "is- what are you go
ing to do shout it? Are you going to
forbid the matcn. or aro you coins
to let love have its way?"
"I am going to foibid'the match" re
plied Mr. Petersen, clenching his fists
ceWmlnatf-1 v.
Hut why'.- Eric asked In the most
Innocent surnrisf-d tone in the world.
I love your daughter, and alia loves
nie A", hy should you refuse us per
mission to rr.arry?"
"(nfound you," cried the American
angrl.y, "you raniiot possibly keep her
in '.he style she has been accustomed
to.
I can make a living. I shan't starve
her. Wholesome food not vour rif h
'i' iiKestible mescs--and a li'tth- work
won't hurt hr."
Then the storm broke.
""Jet out." ihun.ierrd the millionaire
'(ret out before y u are hurt. I n. ver
l.' .ird rjcIi impudn. e in all my lf "
"Why should 1 tet out." Kric asked
uuk-tly. "I am your e.jual. tiiTe is
tiotlnns- outrageous in mv wantine to
ni.irry your daughter.
"My equal are you' Dr vou know
young rnan I could huv vmi up a hun
dred times and never feel if Why vou
conceited young Jackass L have' over
a million shf-ep out there."
"1 have a few of them mvself tip
there, replied the young man.' waving
Ms hand in the direction of the salters.
Tho American glanced scornfully that
way and his eyes fell on the Gray
Wethers, apparently feeding on the
Side of the hill. T
Tooh, you have not enough to feed
my hands for a day." he cried, "660
kroner would buy them."
"I will take 400 for the-lot," said
Eric tjuickly. "spot cash."
', The American looked at him keenly.
"Why. do you want to sell them'
'"JeiUaps 1 want to go to California
to. make my fortune and comf-bamlc
the leaves; I joined them on a motion
irom their leader, turning quickly to
do so. Like a great, cloud they swept
over the hills In a vengeance that knew
no color.
ii was one oi iwu, a guiue emu,
llis eyes on a man behind me.
'I felt my flesh creep as he answeredv
siowiy in a disguisea voice i naa nearu
I turned when I felt It safe to
uu ' . T , i
was clumsily dressed In miners clothei
and shoes, hl face browned the color of
a half-breed; yet every . time 1 1 heard
.his voice strengthened my dekermina-
tion to go home or to some corner of
thn U ..- V. A-o hA wal.nAl n
. i , . i .
tnnA nn i... ,n th rr,rArr
and lost th trail near Maran's hut,
where we found her standing rigidly
against the wall, out where she could
nnt b r.. Ilia u.u 1 1 f t t 1 1 1 hmnu flffiira in
11 T . " ar?"B "?."l "Vr.
walllna- chant of the Indian irtrls as thev
WtLlltllK lllHlli VI I.1IVJ Jl
vallrMl nrnnn Nnn trn '
ked around Nonga bier.
"We were told the mother went after
her daughter, but finding her fishing 'years had crushed fear from my life;
nuletly. started home. after resting'amld the worst of Its dangers, Buffalo
awhile by the tree.
"Nonas wu found later an arrow
through her breast; tracks were seen
far apart, like those of a wild man run-
ning for his life. The great cat, Lai la,
and ask you once more for your daugh
ter's hand," said Kric lightly.
Now Ed Petersen was a man who
never let an opportunity slip. It flashed
across his mind that If this mad fellow
really went to America to make his
fortune he would safely be out of the
way, and after a while Marjorie would
forget him Rnd would probably end by
making the titled marriage on which he
had set his heart.
"That .s the first sensible thing I
have hea.ro you say," he remarked, pull
ing the local paper out of his pocket
and looking at the market price of
sheep. He did not intend Eric to get
the best of him In a bargain. He was
quite prepared to buy him out, but if
any one was going to score he was de
termined It should be he.
"Vou said 400, I will give you 350."
"Done." Eric cried.
"Come on, let's go and have a look at
them," said the American.
Hut Eric laughed.
"Afraid of your bargain?" he asked.
The American flushed angrily and
glanced up the hillside again. The
Gray Wether looked healthy enough
feeding there patiently tn the mist, and
he fancied himself both as a bargainer
and .a man with an instinctive eye for
sheep.
Without a word he marched, Indoors
and wrote out a check, which he handed
to Kric with the remark: "If you have
anything else to sell before you go let
me know and I will make you an offer."
Eric folded the check and put it In
his pocket. "I knew somehow this in
terview would end In a deal," he ob
served carelessly.
"What do you mean?"
"Come and see."
Together they climbed the hill, the
older man puzzled and suspicious, the
younger franklv triumphant, and at last
they came to the famous Gray Wethers
which Mr. Peterson had bought for 850
kroner.
H looked at the stones, and first he
swore and then he laughed,
"Vou have got me, young man." he
cried, "to think that I a man with a
million shetp of my own should not
know the difference between a flock of
shetp and a lot of rocks. You are pretty
smart, my lad. I reckon you would be
a m't man about my ranch."
I am sure 1 should." replied tho in
corrtxible Kric. "It la not many men
who have done you so thoroughly. Is
It?"
"You are the first, sir," said the Amer
h an, proudly.
"Heavens, how they will laugh at me
when the story comes out."
it is sure to he cabled across. Can't
you see the headlines, Mr. Petersen?"
Eric laughed.
The millionaire laughed, too, and
slapped him on the shoulder.
"IjOok here, young man," he said
kindly, "do you really and tsily love
my Igirl?"
"I lo, sir." . ,
"Then you had better go back and
tell-,hr that her hard-hearted father,
has given iu. you can have her, you
rascal, aud you may bring her up here
to see her noor swindled father: look
ing regretfully' at his litlest purchase."
He held out his hand (and Erie shook
It heartily. -. (, . - - '
' V will make It a tiargatn, sir," he
(aid jokingly, 'In consideration of you-
HIS FACE CARVED WITH HATE AS HE WHISPERED, "NONGA."
crouched by her In a hideous fear that
Btruck the Indians with superstitious
.
terror.
"The young man with the queer voice
wtm uiuercu iu inane a luuipuiu uosiuo
the one In the soft loam; he planted his
foot with a bravado that nearly over-
snot tne inarK. otrangeiy again, as ne
turned. I caueht his eve. a trleam of
tX. ? ii8 V '"i. "J r" "'"v '"
The Indians looked at each other, then
looked off tcv the west, and I knew they
suspected Saranec. To look away from
them, I turned my gaze southward. Be-
yond the river the mountain path
1 1 i i . i j i . i j i
tano- tnr- rtn hrff in.tant t n
dark spot blur the gray line; something
had crossed the trail.
. .. . . . . . L i . .
,5-7.1-
that creen through the roots of your
hair and up and down your spine. I
Imagined the drenchlngs nf the last 25
Bill had picked me out for the coolest
of his scouts: it had been something to
remember; and here I was thinking sud-
denly of home and poswQSKlftns I had
never even counted, because of a glance
giving me your daughter I'll keep my
mouth shut about this little deal of
ours and give you back your check."
He handed it over as he spoke, and
the millionaire looked at it long and
earnestly.
"I shall keep this In my desk." he
said, "and whenever I am feeling rkther
too pleased with myself I ehall just
take it out and look at it."
'From Alx to" Ghent."
They were bright girls, and although
they had begun work in factories, dry
goods stores, millinery shops and what
not before they had finished with gram
mar school, they had so thoroughly Im
bibed the settlement's Ideal of plain liv
ing and high thinking while attending
the settlement dancing class that the
next Inevitable step was to band them
selves Into a club, and, 'Squally Inevit
able, Into a "literary" club. It devel
oped that In the galaxy of the Shakes
peare, Kipling, Dante, etc, clubs George
Eliot had so far been neglected by the
respective committees on determining
names, bo the George Eliot Literary so
ciety it became.
The Barnard college girl who tinder
took to be the guide, counselor and
friend to this lively group tucked "Silas
Mnrner" under her arm and prepared to
take charge. , ,
All went well for two or three weeks,
and then the Barnard college girl's fam
ily decided to travel abroad, and shs
must needs transfer her literary re
sponsibilities to other shoulders. She
talked the matter over with her professor-
in literature, and that good man,
becoming fired with a desire to get In
closer touch with a phase of life that
was claiming the work of larger num
bers of his pupils each year, volunteered
to expound George Eliot to her admir
ing namesakes.
When the Barnard girl returned from
her travels in the early summer the
professor had departed for his holiday
trip, and she betook herself to the set
tlement to learn how her club fared.
She found enthusiasm at fever heat.
"Oh, but he was Just grand! We
didn't care much for George Eliot, you
know, so we took up Browning," an
nounced the club's president, with open
pclde. . .
The Barnard girl was somewhat taken
aback, but inquired encouragingly:
"Mr. or Mrs. Browning?"' .
"I dunno, but it was great! My! It
was Just' lovely!" enthused the presi
dent. "Well," asked the unenlightened lead
er, "'what poems did you studyT"
The president pondered deeply,, and
.fter much mental effort said:
"Oh, dear!' I can't Just exactly remem
ber, but if was about a feller you
know the ons that brought -the news
about the. fight" ' .
Toys of Glass.
So far have we gone In tho hygiene
far ha
of the nurserythat we will now present
children wltli toys of glass Instead of
painted wood. The glass is so think
that It Is barely jmssible-that a' child
could break it. They are Invented to
keep a child from sucking the paint off
wooden toys, but they, ere nut expen
sive. ,
from an evil eye. Wliat black niagnet-
ism flashed from such a nature to
mine' Burlv one of the miners said
there was one universal fear the flrj
of tne future- said it came to him ua
ghosts come in the middle of tho night;
the e-hnst sin and the ehoats of the)
things we have failed to do.' Yet I
nav this half-devil carried with him
.u i. v.
time. I had Telt It before he spoke,
,,T . . . ,. . .
tne boys of another mine that
neeoed me and left BulphurGup to its
net tragedy. Burley said the gap was
named in degrees; thafc without calling
It tn Till! vnu WAm rpmlnilnil of i t A nil
yet. he added, looking round as if we
wero waned in, tne gorges are so aeep
Uod s frown cannot reach the bottom,
yet fools will venture there for gold.
" At I . Mila .l.nn.f.il .,nHt.vA T tstaftaA
.,rh"'rZS"Zl 'tZlJL"' . ,,y
nrt .too- Rantee I walked awlftlv
peering on either side of the road, like
a man fleeing from the law. After two
days I hoped that Eerie Bell and the
dead Nonga were left behind me. I
stopped ami made afire. In the curling
smoke T saw. her huddled by the tree,
the cruel arrow, the cat In a yellow
haze, and Kerle Bell fleeing in his first
fear. I had seen them outlined against
the sky as I climbed the hills; they had
PEACE FOR THE NERVES; OR THE WAR ON
NOISE Continued From tne First Page of This Section
help make New York a magical city
of silence. The ordinance would forbid:
"Any railroad, street railroad, ele
vated train or corporation from running
1 cars with flat wheels, loose trucks,
chains or bars: from neglecting to fix
any loose fixtures which would cause
innecessary noise, and from operating
rails, tracks, switches, frogs or cross
ings in a broken or sagged condition: a
violation of this ordinance to be pun
ishable by a fine not in excess of $500
for every separate offense.
"Persons operating through the
streets of the city . any automobile,
wagon or other vehicle giving (orth un
usually loud and unnecessary noises:
the using of vehicles with loose rleces
of mechanism, loose boards and unoiled
axles and wheels.
"The transportation of rails, pillars
and columns of lnon along streets with
out pillows of cloth beneath them, with
a penalty for each offense of disturb
ance at 26."
Junk dealers, hucksters and other dis
mal disturbers of the peace would be
summarily dealt with according- to this
proposed amendment:
"No persons shall beat or play upon
any musical instrument -unless licensed
'up to do, nor shall any person utter any
cry, make any noise or operate or 'cause
to be operated any musical -Instrument,
graphophone, bell, gong, horn, ca Hope,
Tick-tack device or other machine or in
strument for ths production of sound or
make any noise whatever for the pur
pose of attracting the attention of pe
destrians or residents In any street or
public place of the city, to any show,
performance or other form of amuse
ment or for the purpose of calling at
tention to wares or merchandise, or sig
nifying a wish - to' burchase junk or
other waste material, or to give no
tice of the approach of any cart, wagon
or other vehicle. In order to sell mer
candlse therefrom or to advertise any
article ot merchandise, show or per
formance, nor shall any person blow
any horn or ring any bell on any wagon
or automobile, motorcycle or other ve
hicle except at the Intcrsectfon of
streets or to warn wagons or pedes
trians." A violation of this ordinance would be
punishable by a fine not exceeding $25
and a term of Imprisonment not ex
ceeding 80 -days.
Much discussion there has been In
New York, of course, concerning the
proposed -ordinances. Alderman Marx
declared he also Intended asking for the
appointment of an "anti-noise squad of
inspectors," to patrol the city and re
port noise violations to the corporation
council. s
Supporting ; his ordinances were
Health Commissioner Darlington, the
Anti-N6Ise society and thousands of
people who wroto to the society from
all parts of the city,
' Going from one public school to an
other Mrs. : Rice carried her crusade
among the children, addressing 'Eo.OOft
and enrolling 20,000 In her society.! This .
child's brigade was formed With the in- '
te'ntion of having children Instructed,
concerning " the ' evlla of noise. ' Kach
child wears a button br badge, and ha"
pledged itself not. to play wlthla re
. hovered In tho valleya as I leeendd."
. . "I said to myself severely: Old man,
- you had beter take your nerves to a
Missouri farm.' Then I sat down by a
tree and slept fitfully, i I dreamed of
home, a cheerful fire with a red cush
; ionud chair before It. i 8antee had
crouched against me. I felt him shud
der and start up; there was no sound
save a sleepy twitter of birds, roused
at the firelight. Then aa Santee's
shudder deepened to a growl, a soft
voice at my head asked 'la the white
man afraid. of the echoes? The rocka
over there are covered with legend
' the palefco may read If hejlves after
the night!"
' "A tall Indian sat down by the tire.
It waa Saranec. '
"Van you tell me the charm of the
plaee or the deviltry," I asked of htm,
'my dog understands wha I cannot.
" 'The dog'a sense Is better thart
man's," he said coolly. But I have not
eaten for four days."
"He pointed at a rabbit's leg I ha
pinned to a tret for my breakfast.. I
nodded; he took It down and began ; to
eat.
'"You trust me?" he Inquired alowly.
" 'It seems 'that I hare to,' I replied
cautiously. . .
" 'It la a' white man's answer! But
you are only a digger In the ground!"
he added In fine scorn. Then motioning
me to lean against the tree, added,
Sleep! I will guard you till day, ar
you may not see another day. Tomor
row 1 will tell you!"
"As he stooped to cover the blae. I
-siw the change the last days had made
on his strong face, I had felt drowsier
many times, but I never moved till I did
sleep. He was there, a grim sentinel.
. when the day broke. "No breakfast," he
paid, pointing across a wide valley, 'one
shot .would bring a score of Apaches.
They passed so close to me I heard
then talk. They swore to kill the white
men who pick the way for the big,
smoking horse. Then you came. I
watched to see that you made no noise!
I go with you! I have nothing behind
me. nothing before but one hour's work
when the time comes! I can guide
you through the hills to a mine no
White man has ever seen. The Chey
enne think I am a traitor! I owe them
nothing!"
"Fhjr two weeks I followed my brood
ing guide southwest; his step was true
and hl eye sharp as an eagle's. When
the rains set In, we stretched a bear
skin itaranoc had tanned over our tepee.
. tine night h began abruptly to tell
his story, and his voice seemed a part
of tho winds that whistled around us.
" My father was a long-knife (with a
gesture of pride). When Nonga was
sent to school she sent me books. I read
to find the charm they held for her;
they called me "Sleeping Water." 8he
came hom when her father was killed.
His niot'iTr was a half breed. Maran
hated her. 8o the threewomen lived
together. But Nonga ran away to the
woods, when tired. She sang liko the
birds, and bubbled along like the laugh
' lug water. Her life made her the
phoebe-blrd, that sang best in darkest
r laces. When the White Panther came,
watched htm, with his supple- wrists
and faithless eye. Nonga flirted for
fun. She learned It at college. It in
not for an Indian girl to lower herself
so. I trusted her but I watched him.
If Bhe walked with him, I waa iot far
off. She called me her shadow,, "a
frent blak shadow" but I loved her.
knew the tongue of the palefaces
teacher a woman to say too much! I
s w him .. gliding through the forest
that day; Maran was watching, too. It
was trouble to dodge the three of them.
I met the Panther face to face I
thought Nonga had gone home. She
found the shawl by the tree, and
wrapped her laughing eye In It. Tho
Panlher thought to get the mother out
of his path. He had no conscience, no Ood.
When his deed had sent him nylng
through the woods I found tier. I was
a wild mnn, crazed with grief nd re
morae! Everywhere I could see a tall
mountain above the hills; I had seen
the storms on Its peaks, great arms that
hurled the snows to earth. At its foot
a brook gushed over a rocky table with
green vines about it. I had seated Nonga
here, her slim feet on its mountain
washed step; I paused before it that
day; therewere red drops like blood
on the vlps and a gray figure In the
curling mst on the ledge. Then I fled.
I knew Eerie Bell would say I murdered
her to save himself. I was not afraid
of death, only I could not search the
Spiritland for Nonga, If I suffered dis
grace. I scared great fowls from their
roosts as I plunged along, and the deer
went dashing before me in fear. Day
and night were the same till I dropped
by tho trail. The brown leaves had
drifted over me when the Apaches
passed. Then you came.'. After a
pause, he a'lded: 'You see the blue flow
ers by our tent? Tiny funnels hung to
look up. They look always to where
Nonga Is. Always learn from nature.
The Spanish bayonets Rrow thick on
the hills; their tough leaves stand the
storms, and they r firmly rooted
among Oie rocks. They teach patience,
stricted places and to aid In the sup
pression of unnecessary noises, especl
filly on th" Fourth of, July.
Not long ago 60,000 colored signs
were distributed throughout New York
by the society. These signs are printed
on cardboard. In colors of green, blue,
purple and pink preen cards for junk
dealers, blue for hucksters of vegeta
bles and pink and purple for sellers of
frul f.
The plan Is to have the cards hung
outside houses to signal for the ser
vices of the Junkdealer or huckster.
At apartment houses they can be
marked to indicate apartments, and
dealers, seeing the signs, instead of
screaming in order to call people"s at
tention to their presence, can simply go
to the house and open negotiations. The
plan has the Indorsement of Dr. Darl
ington, the commissioner of health.
But such a movement, which must
have such far reaching results, could
not be expected to confine itself to
New York.
Chicago undertook to stop unneces
sary noises. Organ men were forbidden
to play within 600 feet of a school,
church, library or hospital. Alderman
Bowler proposed that the blowing of
whistles, ringing of bells and making
of noises to attract trade be prohibited.
The owner of a 6-cent "palace of amuse
ment" was arested: the noise making
machine was ordered muzzled.
in Cleveland, Health Officer Frled
erlch" proposed an ordinance which
would forbid piano playing before 10
o'clock In the morning. Kansas City
followed with an ordinance to prohibit
noise. In St. Paul the use of automo
bile horns In the streets between the
hours of 8 p. m.- and 6 a. m. was for--bidden.-
In New Bedford, Mass, some of ths
largest mills suspended the blowlnc
of whistles. In Altoona, Pa.. Mavor
Hoyer issued an order prohibiting the
use of phonographs for advertising pur-
posep. The chief of police of Harris
burg, Pa., limited the ringing of the
bells of venders and Ice cream ped
dlers to certain hours, forbade the play
ing of strange bands within the city
and stopped entirely the- playing of
phonographs advertising .moving pic
ture shows.
In Washington, P. C special squads
of bicycle policemen were assigned to
go after the makers of noise and bring
them to Justice: garbage collectors were
ordered to place materials in - theii1 re
ceptacles to deaden the sounds, while
the rattling of milk cans and bells in
the early, morning was interdicted.
The campaign1 against, noise was
taken up in many other cities, among "
them Detroit, Ailch. ; Reading, Pa. ; Bar
Harbor, Maine; Norfolk, Va. ; Oklahoma
City, Waco, Texas; Montclair and New
ark, N. J. - -
But the movement has neJt been lim
ited to this country. In Germany Dr.
Theodore Jessing headed a similar cru
sade. The Society for the Improvement
of London made the suppression of
noise a feature of its work, and a cam-
palgn has Jisf "been waged against the
drivers of motor buss. -- 8lr- Theodora
Martin and Thomas Bowden Green art
that brings reward out in the wild
lands.' ,
"Afte a while be -aid, quickly. Tell
me about the white man. If Kerle Bell
lives pact this (touching his knife
lightly) could ha ever hold a sauaw
his own? Would the kiss of his child
hurt him to remember?" ' "
.
"One, day, when near the head of
Grand river, we say a hut across a val
ley; I proposed to try Its hospitality,
but the Indian said:
"'No. Bnraneo will stay. The rain
Is better - than white man's , houses.
My 'friend should watch, though."
"J left him roy un and tarted for
the opposite hill. I found a log shanty
with low, aecond tory( was surprised
, to see & woman's dress vanish through
the door a I went In. A viclou old
man asked many questions, then gave
his consent for me to aleep 'upstairs.
When my host went downstalra, 1 locked
the door, opened the board window, left
the lamp burning (a twisted rag, soaked
In grease) and turned solemnly to look
at a bed. . Rude oaken posta supported
a framework, like I had seen on my
grandmother's bed for ourtains. I was
oon lust In the luxury of bed and pil
lows, but wakened suddenly at midnight
-certain of a human presence In the
room. I opened my eyes and saw a
shadow move on the wall. : My robber
was on the stout cover of the bed.
I yawned vigorously (to'stay the exe
cution) got up, trimmed the lampwick,
went to the window and held out my
hand in the rain. I thought or Baranec,
gave a clear whistle our danger signal
then went back to bed, deciding, not
- to precipitate matters b getting my
pistols from my punts. It must be
nearly day perhaps I could get out.
There was a sudden leap from the
bed top to my pants, the pistols were
jerked out, then my jpocketbook. A3
the lightning strikes I was on him: I
knew It was life or death, and not rob
bery. I was much the larger, but he
was agUe as a rat, as slippery as an
eel. While I held his arms in iron
gripvie' fired one of the pistols, the
ball grteing my hair. While I knocked
the other from his hand. He wriggled
from under me as a- snake turns, and
then clutched my throat. I gave him a
blow I thought would kill Elm; not a
muscle moved In the slim hand that
held my neck like a vice; I felt the
veins swelling above It felt my eye.s
burning, and began to feel what death
was llke at the hands of a wild cat.
Then there was a swoop like a great
bird flouncing in the window; an arm
shot out and my poor robber was flung
across the room. lay still, the blood
throbbing back to my arms only half
conscious of the struggle in the room
and a mad pounding at the door with
no one to open.
"Through the drlsxllnr rain the light
was treeplng In the little window. Then
I knew what Saranec knew from the
start. It was Kerie Bell, his clutch on
Saranec's throat. 1 picked up 4 pistol
and waited for the whirling fury to
calm.
"It flashed over me that Eerie Bell
was descended from Caledonian ances
tors whose savage nature and fiery eyes
no other blood could tame, though his
size had been dwarfed through the cen
turies. Their cruelty was ending with -the
last of the line. With the nrangn
fancy. Saranec's : nife gleamed and felL
His face curved with liate as he whip
pered 'Nonga' into the glittering, dying
eyes. J turned away from the sight,
to the window.
"All this time the old man pounded
furiously at the door. I beard him go
away as Saranec reached my side.
" 'Our chances are small If ho comes
ba k with an ax.' I said to hitn.
Sartnee climbed nimbly down the logs
and waited while I went down, handover-hand.
We heard the door crash,
but the bullets that followed were spen.
on the sage brush.
"Miles away, Buranen stopped. 'Wn
will rest, but It Is not safe. That la
the worst den In the mountains. I
thoueht we were 60' miles from it."
" There was a woman there, Saranec"
" "A woman's dress on Kerie Bell.
He lures travelers so, and killed them
for a bottle of rum. He come ahead
of us. I never cuspected, till 1 heard
your whistle."
"Two days we traveled swiftly; then
6aranec told me of the mine.
" 'I will go back now," he said simply.
" 'Surely not 'iome!' I cried. "They
are hunting you with dogs."
" There Is no disgrace now. between
me and Nonga. Will tell I killed her
slaver. I carry the proof." I started
back as he held a scalp of yellow hair
proudly. 'I did not seek him thus. I
had to save you. The Great Father
sent me. There are two old women to
- , H-n ' M nun !... f
for them and live In the woods. You
are welcome io iri mini". i mi "ni'H"
eat the soul like fire. The gold of the
palefaces and the rum of the Indian.' "
An EvorlasUnR Trait.
From the Chicago Record-Herald.
Woman may some time win the Tight
to vote, hut she will never cease to hide
things under the bedtick.
doing active work in abating the noise
nuisance. In the small hamlets of
Hwltxerland the Inhabitants are seeking
to still noises; in Rotterdam they were
organising a society.
That noise Js responsible for thou
sands of nervous breakdowns Is eni-
Rhaticallv attested by many physicians,
othing is so harmful to a person in an
exhausted nervous condition as noise.
A story is told of a man who left
New York because of the tumult of the
city. While on his way to London in
a steamship he nearly lost his mind
because of the clatter. In London he)
Improved, but when lie got to Paris
the dreadful noises of that city brought
on a relapse; he became 111 In Berlin,
but at Weimar believed he had come
to a paradise.
All was still. The trees scarcely
stirred. The birds sang in a subdued
tone. One day a rooster crowed. He
shot it. Life flowed peacefully on fo
10 days, when an uncontrollable de
sire took hold of him.
With grip and luggage he started
for New York. Loneliness haunted him.
Arriving In Manhattan, he got apart
ments in a hotel in th noisiest district
along Broadway and gat at the window
exulting in the tumult.
Possibly mankind, like the New York
er, should grow weary of too long si
lence. But so long as we lose our tem
per and nervous force because of ths
unnecessary and continuous Inferno of
sound, tho efforts of the opponents of
clatter and din will be watched with
deep Interest.
Mirandy Knew.
Mrs. Qayblrd burst Into the vlllags
poatoffice all out of breath.
"Anything for me?" she asked In anx
ious tone.
The postmaster shook his head.
"Narthln'," he replied
"Goodness gracious!" exclaimed Mrs.
Gayblrd. "I was expecting a letter from
my husband as to, when he was com
ing home."
T'Wall, 1 11 ask Mirandy." said the old
man. And he called to his wife in tho
kitchen. "Say, Mrs. Gaybird's called to
know If there's any mall sex she's
lookln' fer a letter or somethin' from
her husband as ter when he's comin'
back. Is there anythln" fer her?"
"Yes, there is," called Lack, the post
mistress. "He sex he'll be to home this
Com In' Friday."
Cleaning Gold Grald.
This is ft season tof gold braid and
brass buttons. They are expensive-to
buy,' and many women may want to use
gold braid they have if it were only a
trifle cleaner. ; . v v
They may not know that It may be
thoroughly refreshened by powdered
bluing mixed with dry bread crumbs.
This . should be sifted over the braid
and then rubbed with , flannel. After!
brushing off the rrumbs,- It should be)
polished with "red velvet. This process
also serves for cleaning (old laea.
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