Sows
A DOMANCE OF
SDWE3TD BY THE PLAY BY
BEAflaXiC MIL AJMSTMWi
SYNOPSIS.
Cowbovi at the Flying Heart ranch ara
c-
i ovar th» lo*a of t - - -
pr1a»<1 phonograph by tbo d»t»at of their
r ham pion In a foot-race with ’ho cook of
the Centipede ranch. A hou»e party ts
on at the Flying Heart
J. Wautngford
B p»»d cheer loader at Tale, and Culver
Covington Inter-collegiato champion run
ner. are expected
CHAPTER I.—Continued.
"Nonsense!
Robert Reap is only
twenty-three. Why. she hardly knew
her husband, even! It was one of
those sudden, impulsive affairs that
would overwhelm any girl who hadn't
seen a man for four years,
And
then he enlisted In tue Spanish War.
and was killed ”
“Considerate chap!"
"Roberta, you know, ts my best
friend, after Helen. Do be nice to
her. Jack.” Miss Chapin sighed. "It
to too bad the others couldn't come."
“Yes, a small house-party has Its
disadvantages.
By-the-way. what’s
that gold thing on your frock?”
"It's a medaL Culvsr sent It to
me."
"Another?"
"Yes. he won the Intercollegiate
championship again.” Misa Chapin
proudly extended the emblem on its
ribbon.
"I wish to goodness Covington had
been here to take Humpy Joe's place,'
•aid the young cattle-man as he
turned It over. "The boys are just
broken-hearted over losing that pho
nograph.”
"Hl get him to ran and win it back,"
Jean offered, easily.
Her brother laughed. "Take my ad
vtce, 81s, and don't let Culver mix up
tn this game! The stakes are too
high. I think that Centipede cook to
a professional runner, myself, and If
our boys were beaten again—well, you
and mother and I would have to move
out of New Mexico, that's all. No.
we'd better let the memory of that
defeat die out as quickly as possible.
You warn Fresno not to joke about it
any more, and I'll take Mrs. Reap off
your hands. She may be a widow, she
may even be the chaperon, but I’ll
do It; I will do It," promised Jack—
“for my slater’s sake.”
CHAPTER II,
ELEN BLAKE was endenf-
ably bored. The sultry aft
ernoon was very long—long
er even than Berkeley Fres
no's
autobiography,
and
quite as dry. It was too hot
and dusty to ride, so she
took refuge In the latest
"best seller," and sought
out a hammock on the vine-
shaded gallery, where Jean Chapin
was writing letters, while the discon
solate Fresno, banished, wandered at
large, vaguely Injured at her lack of
appreciation.
Absent-mindedly, the girls dipped
Into the box of bonbons between them.
Jean finished her correspondence and
essayed conversation, but her compan
ion's blond head was bowed over the
book in her lap, and the effort met
with no response. Lulled by the som
niferous droning of Insects and lazy
echoes from afar. Miss Chapin was
on the verge of slumber, when she
saw her guest rapidly turn the last
pages of her novel, then, with a choco
late between her teeth, read wide-
eyed
the finish. Miss Blake closed
the txrok reluctantly, uncurled slowly,
then stared out through the dancing
heat-waves, her blue eyes shadowed
with romance.
"Did she marry him?” queried Jean.
"No, no!” Helen Blake sighed, bliss
fully. "It was infinitely finer.
killed herself.”
"I like to see them get married,
"Naturally. You are at that stage
But I _piink suicide is more glorious.
In mahy case«.”
Miss Chapin yawned openly. "Speak
Ing of suicides, isn’t this ranch the
deadest place?”
"Ob, I don't think so at ali."
"Oh yes, you do, and you needn’t be
polite just because you’re a guest.”
’’Well, then, to be as truthful as a
boarder, it Is a little dull. Not for
our chaperon, though.
The time
doesnt’ seem to drag on her hands
Jack certainly Is making it pleasant
for her.”
"If you call taking her out to watch
a lot of bellowing calves get branded,
entertainment,” Miss Chapin sighed.
Miss Blake leaned forward and read
the Inscription on her companion's
medal. "Oh, Isn’t it heavyl" feeling
it reverently.
"Pure gold, like himself!
Tou
should have seen him when he won it.
Why, at the finish of that race all the
men but Culver were making the
most horrible faces. They were sim
ply dead.”
Miss Blake's hands were clasped In
her lap. "They all make faces,” said
•he. "Have you told Roberta about
your engagement?"
"No, she doesn't dream of It, and 1
don't want her to know. I’m so afraid
she’ll think, now that mother has
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gone, that I asked her here just as
a chaperon. Perhaps 111 tell hsr when
Culver comes."
"1 have beard Culver speak of him.
but never as an athlete. Have you
and Mr. Speed settled things between
you. Helen! 1 mean, baa he—said any
thing?"
Miss Blake flushed.
"Not exactly."
She adjusted a
cushion to cover her confusion, then
leaned back complacently. "But he
has stuttered dangerously several
times."
A musical tinkle of silver spurs
sounded In the distance, and around
the corner of the cook-house opposite
came Carara. the Mexican, his wide,
spangled sombrero tipped rakishly
over one ear. a cornhusk cigarette
drooping from hla lipa.
"It's that romantic Spanlardl” whis
pered Helen. "What does he want?*'
"It's his afternoon call on Marie-
detta, the maid." said Jean. “They
meet there twice a day, morning and
afternoon."
"A lovers' tryst!" breathed Miss
Blake, eagerly. "Isn't be grac< ful and
picturesque! Can we watch them?"
"'Sh-h! There she comes!"
From the opposite direction ap
peared a slim, swarthy Mexican girl,
an Indian water-jug balanced upon her
shoulders.
She was clad In the
straight-banging native garment, belt
ed in with a sash; her feet were In
sandals, and she moved as silently as
a shadow.
During the four days since Miss
Blake's arrival at the Flying Heart
Ranch she had seen Marledetta flit
ting noiselessly here and there, but
had never heard her speak. The pret
ty. expressionless face beneath the
straight black hair had ever retained
its wooden stolidity, the velvety eyes
had not laughed nor frowned nor
sparkled. She seemed to bo merely
a part of this far southwestern pic
ture; a bit of inanimate yet breath
ing local color. Now. however, the
girl dropped her jug. and with a low
cry glided to her lover, who tossed
aside bis cigarette and took her in bls
arms. From this distance their words
were indistinguishable.
"How perfectly romantic," said the
Eastern girl, breathlessly, "I had no
idea Marledetta could love anybody.”
"She Is a volcano." Jean answered.
"Why, It's like a play!"
"And it goes on all the time."
"How gentle and sweet he ts! I
’hlnk he is charming. He Is not at all
like the other cowboys. Is he?"
Wti 'e the two witnesses of the
scene were eagerly discussing it, Joy.
the Chinese cook, emerged from the
kitchen bearing a bucket of water, his
presence hidden from the lovers by
the corner of the building. Carara
languidly released his Inamorata from
his embrace and lounged out of sight
around the building, pausing at the
farther corner to waft a graceful kiss
from the ends of his flng’-ra, as with
a farewell flash of his white teeth be
Mariedetta recovered
disappeared,
her water-jug and glided onward into
the court in front of the cook-house,
her face masklike, her movements de-
liberate as usual.
Joy. spying the girl, grinned at her.
8he tossed her head coquettlshly and
her step slackened, whereupon the
cook, with a sly glance around, tapped
her gently on the arm, and said:
"Nice HI gaily.”
"The idea!” indignantly exclaimed
Miss Blake from her hammock.
But Mariedetta was not offended.
Instead she smiled over her shoulder
"It's a Medal.
Culvsr Sent It to Me.”
as she had smiled at her lover an In
stant before.
'Me like you One. You like pie!"
Joy nodded toward the door of the
culinary department, as if to make
free of his hospitality, at the Instant
that Carara, who had circled the build
ing, came Into view from the opposite
side, a fresh cigarette between his
lips.
His languor vanished at the
first glimpse of the scene, and he
stroda toward the white-clad celestial.
who deve through the open door like
a prairie dog Into his bole. Carara
followed at bls heels.
"ft serves him right!" cried Mlee
Blake, rising. "1 hope Mr. Carara
A din of falling pots and pane is
sued from the cook house, mingled
with shrill cries and soft Spanish Im
precations; then, with one tongdrawa
wall, the pandemouium ceased as sud
denly as It had commenced, and C»
rare Issued forth, black with anger.
"Ha!" said he. scowling at Marte-
delta, who had retreated, her hand
upon her bosom. He eihaled a lung
ful of cigarette smoko through hie
nostrils fiercely
"You plsy wit* me.
"No, no!" Martedetta ran to him.
and. seising bls arm. cooed amoroukly
In Spanish.
"Rah! Vamos!” Carara flung her
from him. and stalked away.
Well, of all the outrageous things!"
said Miss Blaks. "Why. she was actu
ally flirting with that Chinaman."
"Marlsdstta flirts with every man
she can And." said Jean, calmly, "but
she doesn't mean any harm. 8he II
marry Carara some time—If bs doesn't
kill her."
"Kill her!” Mias Blake's eyes were
round. "He wouldn't do that!"
"Indeed, yes. He ts a Mexican, sad
he has a terrible temper "
Mias Blake sank back Into the ham-
mock, "How perfectly dreadful! And
yet—It must be heavenly to love a
man who would kill you "
Miss Chapin lost herself In med Its
tlon for an Instant "Culver la almost
like that when he Is angry. Hello,
here comes our foreman!"
Stover, a tall, gangling cattle-mas
with drooping grlxxled mustache,
came shambling up to the steps. He
dusted hla boots with hla sombrero
and cleared hie throat
" 'Evening, Mlsa Jean. Is Mr. Ch»
pin around?"
"I think you'll find him down by ths
spring-house. Can I do anythlnlg for
you?"
"Nope!" Stover sighed heavily, and
got his frame gradually Into motion
again.
"You'rs not looking well, Stover.
This
Grubslinger Thinks
Run."
Hs
Can
Are you ill?" inquired Miss Chapin.
"Not physical," said tha foreman,
checking the movement which had not
yet comunlcated Itself ths entire
length of his frame. "I reckon my
sperret's broke, that's alL"
"Haven't you recovered from that
foot-race?"
“I have not, and I never will, so long
as that ornery Centipeds outfit has
got it on us."
"Nonsense, Stover!"
"What have they done?" Inquired
Miss Blake, curiously.
"I haven't
heard about any foot-race."
"You tell her," said the man, with
another sigh, and a hopeless gesture
that told the depth of his feelings.
"Why, Stover hired a fellow a couple
of months ago as a horse-wrangler.
7 he man said he was hungry, and
made a good impression, so we pat
him on."
Here Stover slowly raised ons boot-
ed foot and kicked his other calf,
"The boys nicknamed him Humpy
Joe—”
"Why, poor thing! Was he hump
backed?" inquired Helen,
"No," answered Still Bill. "Hump
back Is lucky. We called him Humpy
Joe because when it came to running
he could sure hump himself."
"Soon after Joseph went to wort,"
Jean continued, “the Centipede outfit
hired a new cook. You know th*
Centipede Ranch—the one you ■aa
over yonder by tho foot-hills."
"It was'nt 'soon after,’ It was •1-
multaneous," said 8tover, da rkly.
We’re beglnnln' to see plain at last”
He went on as If to air the Injury
that was gnawing him. "One day we
hear that this grub-slinger over yon
der thinks he can run, which same la
as welcome to us as the smell of flow
ers on a spring breeze, for Humpy
Joe had amused us In his Idle houra
by running jack rabbits to earth—"
"Not really?" said Mins Blake.
"Well, no, but from what we see
we judge he’d ought to limp a hun
dred yards In about nothing and
three-flfths seconds, so we frame a
race between him and the Centipede
Cook. With tumulchous joy we bet
our wages and ail the loose gear we
have, and In a burst of childish en
thusiasm we put up—the tai king-ma
chine."
"A phonograph*?^
"Yes. An Echo Phonograph," said
Miss Chapin.
"Of New York and Paris,” said Sto
ver.
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| intended you to be sickly
and run down, with poor
appetite, imperfect diges
tion, clogged bowels and
I a lazy liver. Stir these
organs to healthy action
by the daily use of
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OREGON NORMAL SCHOOL
ANNOUNCEMENTS.
THE HOME MADE SKATE SAILS.
Skate sailing Is one of the most ex-
citing of winter sports, as any boy will
tell you who has had the experience
and knows; and It is a sport In which
any fair skater can become expert as
soon as he learns the proper handling
of his sail. Of course It Is necessary
to have a slight knowledge of sailing,
because the angle at which the sail Is
held to the wind must be adjusted for
every change tn the direction of Bail
ing. The sail la held between the
skater and the wind, at hla back or
to one side, according to the direction
of sailing and the direction of the
wind; and the skater preserves his
balance by
throwing his
weight
against the sail (Fig. 1). In order to
change the poaitlon of the sail In
“tacking" against the wind, the skate
sailor swings dead Into the wind, with
the wind full on the sail; this frees
the sail from hla body. Then he quick
ly raises the sail, flat, above hie head,
and lowers it on the proper side to
carry him upon the opposite "tack."
When sailing before the wind, the
skater holds the sail squarely behind
him so that the wind pressure is equal
on all portions. To atop up, the
skater swings around facing tbo wind,
and lifts his sail, flat, above hla head.
As the sail is not attached to the body,
the skater can let go of it at any time
in case of any emergency such as the
avoidance of a collision with another
skater, or a bole in the Ice.
Skate-sails lhat fold are of the most
convenient form both as regards car
rying to and from the place of sailing,
and storing them at home. In the Il
lustrations I have shown two common
forms of skate-sails, designed with a
special provision for folding com
pactly.
Fig. 2 shows the plan of a skate-sail
with a "T" shaped framework. The
poles or "spare" can be made any
length that you wish to have them.
The long center spar or "boom" of the
sail shown In Fig. 2 is nine feet long,
and the end cross spar la six feet long.
This makes a medium slxed sail that
la about right for a boy four feet six
inches or thereabout In height. Bam
boo la best for the spars because of Its
comes along th« cross spar may be
tacked to It, but It makes a mors ship
shape job to provide the sail either
with tapes or metal grommets, so It
may be lashed to the spar. The or
dinary hook-and-eye eyes used by
dressmaker» have been employed very
satisfactorily In place of grommets.
They are cheaper and more easily put
on. 8ew a belt buckle, strap-buckle,
or a vest buckle, to ths corner of the
»ail which lays along the boom, and
fack a piece of strap with boles
punched through It to the free and of
the boom, with which to pull the sail
taut and buckle it In position.
The skate-sail with the framework
made tn the form of an Inverted letter
A. (Fig. 6). Is a splendid type of fold-
tng-sall. Fig. 6 shows the framework
folded, without the aall attached, and
Fig. 7 shows the framework extended.
The framework ts beat made of square
poise on account of the hinge connec
tions. "Furring-strips" will serve ex
cellently. The two spars A and B of
the framework are hinged together,
with the end of A overlapping the end
of B (Figs. 5 and 7). Ths binge may
be fastened directly to both spars, but
it la better to cut a triangular block to
tauten one flap of the hinge to, and
nail this to one spar, say spar A (O,
Fig. 8), for by doing this your frame
work will fold up more compactly
(Fig. 8). With spent nine feet long,
the spread at the open end should be
about six feet six Inches. You «11!
have to lay the poles upon the floor tn
their proper position to get the dimen
sions of block D. The center spreader
(C, Figs. 5 and 7) keeps the frame
work rigid and the sail taut II
should be fastened shout midway be
tween the ends of spars A and II
Hinge one end to one spar, and nail a
metal plate with a bole punched
through It to the other end of the
spreader, as shown In Fig. 9. Ths
plate should project beyond the end
of the spreader, so It will ovsrlap ths
spar, and a hole roust be bored
through the spar to receive a nail for
pinning tbo spreader plate to IL
The sail should be made and fa»
tened to the spars in the manner de-
scribed for attaching the other sail.
and screw-eyes should be screwed Into
the free ends of the spars to Us th«
corners to.
Spring Semester*
Begins February 4. 1914. Regular
New classes
Normal work offered.
* organized. Regular Normal credits
given.
Summer Term:
Regular
Begins June 22. 1914.
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Nrw classes
Normal work offered.
Normal credits given.
organised.
Mr thesis of teaching elementary sub-
iects of Grades One to Eight Inclus
ive, emphasized.
Courses in rural
school methexia and rr.-uagement of
fered.
Information:
For further information, address
J. H Ackerman, l'r«-»uletit, Mon
mouth, Oregon.
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“Bulls” That Ware Not Irish.
A lively controversy has been tak
extreme lightness, and old bamboo
fishing poles can be used if you have
them; otherwise, strips of -square
moulding such as Is used In the wood
finishing of houses, or what are known
as "furring strips"—strips one inch
by two inches in size—will do. You
will be able to get the latter from any
carpenter or building contractor, or
at a lumber yard.
Fig. 8 shows how the end of the
boom to joined tc the cross spar by
means of screw-eyes and a small bolt.
Screw screw-eye Into the end of the
boom and another Into the exact cen
ter of the length of the cross spar, and
use a short "stove-bolt” with which to
bolt the two together. A washer will
have to be placed beneath the bolt
head and another beneath the nut,
unless the screw-eyes used are very
small, to keep the head and nut from
pulling through. Screw a screw-eye
into each end of th- cross spar as a
provision for attaching the ends of the
ealL
Almost any closely woven cloth will
do for the call, although a light-weight
canvas Is to be preferred if you can
get IL An old sheet may be used.
Cat the cloth so that the selvage ex
tends along one edge, and make a
"Our boys won It from this very ____
wide hem ____
upon the cut edges so they
Centipede outfit at a bronco-bu.Ung LV,' not' rX'!
Also reinforce the
tournament In Cheyenne.”
1 throe corners with an extra thickness
"Wyoming.1
Btover made the loo»
the cloth „ indicated by dotted
tlon definite.
lines in Figs. 3 and 4. The edge which
(TO BB CONTIJHUBIXJ
That’s the way you
should look and feel all
ing place In England as to whether
Lord Curzon of Kedelston, ez-viceroy
of India, was guilty or not of perpe
trating a ''bull" in the course of a
speech. It baa been pointed out, how
ever that if hie lordship blundered
be erred In good company. Premier
Asquith, for example, once stated that
"redistribution la a thorny subject
which 1 requires delicate handling, or
It will tread on some people's toes."
Mr. A. J. Balfour has spoken of "an
empty theater of unsympathetic au-
ditore." Mr. 8L John Broderick, now
Lord Middleton, when a member of the
bouse of commons, told that assem
bly that "among the many jarring
notes heard In this bouse on military
affairs this subject (mobilisation 1 at
least must be regarded as an oasis.”
In a debate on the London education
bill Mr. Walter Long said, "We are
told that much such legislation the
very heart of the country has been
shaken to its very foundations."
GIVE “SYRUP OF FIGS”
TO CONSTIPATED CHILD
Delicious "Fruit Laxative" can't harm
tender little Stomach, liver
and bowels.
Look at the tongue, mother!
If
coated, your little one's stomach, liver
and bowels need cleansing al once.
When peevish, cross, listless, doesn't
sleep, eat or act naturally, or is fever
ish, stomach sour, breath bad; has
soro throat, diarrhoea, full of cold,
give a teaspoonful of "California
Syrup of Figs," and In a few hours all
the foul, constipated waste, undigest
ed food and sour bile gently moves
out of Its little bowels without grip
ing, and you have a well, playful child
again. Ask your druggist for a 80-
cent bottle of “California Syrup of
Figs.” which contains full directions
for babies, children of all ages and
for grown-ups.
Bad Job for Man Below.
While In Boston a while ngo I went
over to East Boston on the ferry.
There was a steam shovel at work out
In the harbor, and I was standing
watching It Suddenly I felt a tap on
my shoulder and turned around to
find a son of Erin standing there.
"Say,” said he, "Isn't this a wonderful
country? By gorry, now, just look at
that thing goln' down there now. Ixiok
at it Isn't that wonderful. But, say,
ould man, I wouldn't want to be ths
guy at ths bottom filling that thing
up. would ye?"
Diseases of Metals.
Metals suffer from contagious dis
eases analogous to those of living
beings. Among these diseases one of
the most striking is that railed ’’tin
pest” Sometimes a block, plate or
medal of tin attacked by this disease
crumbles and falls Into dust, and
sometimes warty protuberances ap
pear on the surface of the metal.
Various other metals suffer from a
disease that manifests itself by a
Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets cure
spontaneous recrystallization.
The conati|>etion. Constipation is the cause
most remarkable cases occur with lead of many discaHea. Cure the cause and
and hard drawn brass. These dis you cure the disease. Easy to take.
eases are not du«,
as
has
been
His 8tatus.
thought, simply to moisture. Temper
Mrs. Honk—Colonel Hook fa a con
ature plays a part in producing them. gressman at large. Isn't he?
The moet extraordinary fact perhaps
Farmer Honk—Yes; they havan't
Is that the “tin pest” to capable of arrested him yet—Puck.
spreading
by
contagion.— Harper’s
Weekly.
Athens is to have a municipal
slaughter house to cost 8800,000.
Millenary vs. Millinery.
Patience—I hear Witham, Essex,
England, la to celebrate this year Its
millenary with a pagennt.
Patrice—Why, we do that on Fifth
avenue In New York every Easter.
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