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Jr.; IIIIIIC 75 SEMI-WEEKLY ' BAND ON RECORDER Published every Tuesday and 'Friday by the Recorder Publishing Conpany. How a Book Came to' Be Written By DORA L. MULFORD Willi T mm inpps Old Mother By M. QUAD Copyrlcht, 1913, by Associated Lit erary Press. Entered at the Postoflicc at Bandon, Ore., as, Mail Mattor of the Second Class C. E. KOPF. subscription ?1.50 pel Year rates made known BANKER PONIES. Half Wild Horses That Trap Fih anr Then Eot rtram. Along Albemarle sound, on Hie North Carolina const. Micro Is ml'o after mile of low. sandy shore, where mtli growK except a coarse grass. i leu salt water weeds anil wild pni"tev Ou these banks lives 11 strange breed of half wild horses, Known ns "hnnkei ponies." Those creatines are general ly aliont twice -the size of tflieiUnd ponies. livery year tin; herd owner drive t- "bunkers" Into pens, brand the to;;; with the proper innrU and tt-Ii so'eo of the older animals 10 eii ! ibe dealein. North Carolinians a tti.11 the beasts must be stnivp-l into online Brain, hay or grass, for tney nave ui ways lived on the rank salt niiirsti grass of tlie marshes and on Hull. They catch the fish for tlienielve.- at low tide. With llielr lioofn thev dit: deep holes In the sand liolow high water mark. When the ride fsillM the greedily devour the ili that lire stranded In these hole ortcn thev light briskly over an c.piwl:illy tempt ing morsel. In captivity these strange horses are intelligent, but seldom are even in temper. Once tamed, they make excel lent draft animals, for they have a strength that is disproportionate to their size. Foals that are bred from bankers In captivity make valuable animals strong! healthy. Intelligent and far less vicious than their parents. Vouth's Companion. ' HE ASKED FOR A COT. And Ho Got a Cot, or What They Call a Cot, In Scotland. A resident of Torre Ilaule was ttav cllng In Scotland and mot a congenial acquaintance 011 the train. The uev found friend insisted tint ho be oor ndtted lo show the Indianian the Ik-si hotel In the small place whore they were both stopping. When the got to the hotel It was full. As tiie In dlnim man was only going tit stay one night, be said he was not particular, but would sleep any place. It wits finally agreed that he should Bleep In (lie hotel parlo.-. Hut the lounge proved too hard. So ho culled the. porter "I can't sleep on this louiise. Bring mo n cot. will you. my boy'" he asked. "A cot. sir? Did you siiy a rot. sir?" "Ye.s, a cot. I can't Bleep 0n this." "Did you say a cot. sir?" "Yes. You put a cot in hero for me. I'm going out, but shall return pres ently." "When on his return ho opened the door to what ho thought was tho par lor he was 11 mazed to find a cradle near his suit case. Ho summoned tho porter. "Hoy, I nsked you to bring tno a cot Tliat Is not n cot. That is a paby's bed." "No, sir; that la a cot, sir." "Well, but I can't sleep In that "What I want Is a cot a long frame, you know, with springs on it" nt the nam o time measuring with his' hands. "Oil. I see, sir," replied th boy. "You don't wnnt n cot, sir. What you want U a stretcher, sir." Iiidlanapolls News. Puzzled. Half an hour after Mrs. Richly had given her new maid an order she be came uneasy and went to Investigate. "Well. Mary, what has detained you? Havo yon round my Keats, an request ed?" "Lor", mum." Mary npologlstod. "I was Just oomln' back to nek whnt Is a Keats." 3 4 01, ' City Meat- Market A FULL LINE QF SELECT FRESH AND SALT MEATS ALWAYS 0.N HAND. MODERN METHODS AND COURTEOUS TSUATMKNT C031 1IINE TO MAKE YOUR TRADING UltRE A PLEASURE. YOUR PA TRONAGK SOLICITED. Pfcone 193 S Geo, Erdman, 1 ' A. W. STUART. m Advance. Advertising on application. QUEER' TYPE OF INDIAN. A. Mjxlean Tribe With Fair Skins, Blue Eyo and Light Hair. Pre the word Indian convey to you the picture of a person with black hair, bhu I: eyes and dark skin? Then ehnngo your opinion at once. In Mexico there are many Indians wh m -taiNw none of tho aforemen tioned cliarac.laristics that are so often assi - luted with the Indian. The Mux ion n Indians that are not dark are call (I tin Mayas They have fair sUi m. blue eyes and light hair. The onl.v Indian characteristics that they (iosm'sn are their high cheek bmios. :lie! wide mouth, slanting forehead ii ml straight. Indian-like hair and shai i of nose. T 0 Mayas Inhabit the Sierra Madre mm utiiliin In the lower part of Sonora. Th diner In many ways from all otbi r tribes of Indians. They arc stip- pos. d to bo tho descendants of the cre- and passengers of a Swedish ves sel i-recked on the Mexican coast long befi :e the birth of Columbus. A though finite primitive, their nio nili y Is high. They cultivate some eon and garden truck in tho valleys and lire I'oglnnlng to raise many limes for export The men are largo and we! forinod. and unmo of the women 111 Ulte handsome. They nil retain 4111 tr.ieeH of their Swedish ancestry, and so, no are really fair haired and fall skinned. All are fairer than tho are nge Indian -Hulfalo ICxpross. Wasted Mustard. It Is nth ted that a member of a Ilrtu of f ,111011s mustard manufacturers once reir irked that It was not the mustard use ljut the quantity that is wasted. !ii h inal.es their trade a successful laif. iioss I'sually more of this condl lie t is mixed than will be wanted -m' as it soon turns iiiscoiorcii. urics and loses its pungency, the mustard Is t'lrcwn away. Thi waste may to a Vie. I extent bo saved If care Is taken to j.aiige more accurately than Is com mon the quantity of mustard likely to he wanted for a meal. To prevent un sightly discoloration If kept longer, mix with milk. It Is always dlsngrooablo to see a mustard pot clogged round the mouth with stale mustard. New York Mall. Multicolored. "Ii'ather." sald a boy. "I've got a pen cil which will wrllo green; purple, crimson or nny color yon like." "Not the snmi pencil, my son." "You daren't bet me a dime it won't daddy!" "I'll give you a dime If It will," said his fa ther. The youngster dived Into his pockets, produced the stump of n com mon load pencil and wrote on a piece of paper the words, "green, purple, crimson." "There, dndlly. say It won't write any color you like now! Hand over that dime." To Find Your Collar Dutton. Here are two sure ways to tlnd n collar button that has dropped on tho floor and rolled away where you can't gee It: Rule l.-MVnlk around the room In your bare foot You will soon find tho roll tr button embedded In your heel. Rule's. Put, on a pair of heavy hoots and walk aroupd the room. You will soon stop ou tho collar button and mush It (lot -Cincinnati Hnqulrer. Wait Awhile. "Is she very much in love with hlui 7" "Very She still believes It Is the other follow's fault when he stnys out Into nt night "-Petrol! I'reo Press. 'fr " fr i 3 "" Propktor One summer a young man whoso appearance smacked of tho "plains" stopped at n hotel in tho White moun tains and. the regular meals of tho day being over, called for a supper to be cooked for hlni. When it was ready he was called and ushered Into tho dining room, which was deserted ex cept for himself and the waitress who attended upon him. Uefore ho began to cat he noticed that she was comely. Having served hlra with what ho need ed, she was about to leave tho room when he said to her: "Suppose I need you after you uavu cone. What shall I do?" There wns 110 bell at hand to call her, and she took tho man's quostloi for nn order to remnln. She wns evl dently not pleased nt his action and taking n position near him, stood first on one foot, then on the other, looking part of tho time nt tho ceiling, tho oth or part at the floor. "1'nrsorry to keep you." he said. "It doesn't matter, sir. It's my place to wait 011 you." Tho young man was sorry for what ho had done. He would rnther not havo been served than hnvo some ono looking Idly on when ho ate. Never theless there was something In flio girl's appearance that Interested blm He had hoard of collcgo students be coming wnltors or waitresses at hotels In vacation, nnd ho fancied she might be ono of this clnss. "You're no waitress," he hnznrded. "No waitress! "What do you mean sir?" "You're n lady." "A lady!" She colored and showed embarrass ment Ho fancied that ho had struck the nnll on tho head. Hccomlng bold with his first success, ho pushed on: "I've met you In society." "Met mo in society! Whero?" The young man chuckled. Tho ques tion "Whero?" wns a dead giveaway. Had sho not been "In society" slio would not havo asked such a question. But he did not reply to It "I havo been looking for you," ho went on, "ever since u certain ball at which I met yon. 1 danced with you twice during the evening, nnd you do not remember inc." The scamp looked very much cut up at her failure to recollect him. "Wns it in Now York?" sho asked. Another giveaway. She had been in society In New York. Many func Hons took place nt S.'s, on Fifth ave nue. "Were you not at a certain dinner followed by a cotillion given by a cer tain lady of fashion ono night" Ho figured to be trying to recall the date. "Last winter, just before Lent?" He broke into a laugh. "What amuses you?" she asked. frowning. "I am very much pleased with my self." "Indeed! On what account?" "My perceptive faculties. 1 knew yon for n lady even In tho garb of a waitress. I accused you, and you con fessed. 1 havo never met you before. All that I have said to you has-been made up of whole cloth." Tho girl now broke Into n Inugh. "What amuses you?" nsked tho inun. with n fork midway between his plate and his mouth. "My stupidity." "Your stupidity? what do you mean?" "Itather, I should say confidence. You wero right In saying that we met at S.'s. and tho date 1 gave you Is cor rect. I was your partner In tho cotll lion. 1011 tola mo you would never forget me. And now you tell mo that wo hnvo never met before. For shame, Mr. Kennerton!" "Kennerton, by Jove!" "Will you deny your Identity?" "No, hut you! You are I have lt you are Miss ICtllngham." "I am." "Hut whnt are you doing as a wait ress In this hotel?" "Whnt are you doing in this western costume?" "I've been traveling in the west studying life. To study life one mast llvo among the clnss studied." "So you told me when I met you In Now York. You were very enthusiastic. I, being a society girl, tired of tho shal low Ufo I led, resolved to study life too. I have learned n lot hero inoro about the class Into which I was born than tho class Into which I wns not born." "And I have Just served n three months' term ns a cowboy. But Pvo had enough of It I'm going to be a gentleman again." "So am I tired or being n waitress. I'm going to bo n lady once more." "When? WliereV" "I leave for New York tomorrow morning." "Ho do I," "Pin going lo wrllo n Imok nlioiit my nperioiioe ns a wailress in a um iiinr liolnl." "And I'm goliig o wrllo 11 IxjoU ulxait my oKporlonctn u a cowiioy." "Wonder If m rniloVt. riiuko n iwvul out of Din l wo," "Pin tioliitf In idiotv up pomo iiob j tutu Jljiil." "I litun no oiiu to how up, ai William was wicked. When I pick out ono man from a mining camp made up of 300 run nways, debt Jumpers, cutthroats, gam biers, horse thieves and murderers and call him wicked I mean for the reader to infer that he was right up and down bad. Which was exactly tho case with William Tripp. Wlckedl Well, ho was that! Such n swearer as William was! Ho would begin ns soon ns bis eyes wero open in tho morning nnd keep up a steady Are until 10 o'clock nt night, And he wns a cheat nnd a liar, You wonder that we didn't run him out or hang him Well, somehow wo always Intended to, but always put It off to a moro convenient date. The success of bouncing n man depends n good deal on who tho man Is. On our first gen tie hint to William Tripp that unless ho was packed up and out of camp iu side of thirty minutes his nnntomy would bo riddled with bullets ho pro dnced n couple of revolvers, backed up against tho Red Eye saloon nnd calm ly observed that ho was aching for a little excitement. I think his actions at that particular time had something to do with our giving him the ropo nnd seeking to get along with his ec centric traits of character. "I move,' said Bluer Beacon ono night when wo were talking about William's bad ways, "that tho com mlttee get tho drop on him nnd then run him Into tho hills." Just so, but who wero the commit tee? That was another point wo could nover satisfactorily determine, nnd that was another reason why William con tinned to abide with us. Shoot? Well, you never saw such an eyo and such nerve. Just as far as ho could sco tho bowl of n pipe in n man's mouth he could smash it with a bullet. Almost every hat in camp had an air hole made by one of his builetsT nnd, though I was prejudiced against WU )lnm, I had to admit that be respected men's heads in shooting nt their hats. But there came a halt In William Tripp's mnd career, and it happened in a queer way. A fire in his tent one night burned up a lot of his traps, and ho had to mnko a ride of thirty miles on Colonel Cooper's old mnro to replace tnem with new. The morning ho rode out of camp was tho last time we saw him, but wo hoard from n dozen dif ferent ones Just what happened. About twelve miles from our camp wns tho Overland trail, and Just where our own trail struck In wns a pretty little val ley with plenty of water and wood. It was a favorite camping spot with Im migrants, and the day William Tripp reached it he found half a dozen wag ons nnd ns many families halted for a breathing spell, Tho deviltry In William's nature bub bled over when ho struck that valley nnd beheld such a scone of pence. Children were playing around, women iwero washing nnd mending, nnd tho brawny men wero repnlrlng wagons nnd hnrness and whistling over their work. WHIlnm drew rein nnd gazed upon tho sceno for a fow minutes. Then ho out with his revolver. Seated before ono of tho fires wns an old wo mnn with her knitting in hand and a pipe In her mouth. It wns a long shot, but the evil one urged William to try It, and try ho did. What happened? Something oven worse than murder. Tho bullot went straight for the old woman's bend and crashed into her brain. Then something awful follow ed. Sho rose to her feet, whirled nround to fnco tho shooter, nnd truo as you llvo sho seemed to look nt him for tblrty seconds beforo she tottered forward and shrieked out: "William! Oh, my son Wllllnm!" Then she pitched forward on tho grass and was dead in a second, and tho red blood oozed out nnd made a terrible stnln on tho green grass. And William what did ho do? no was llko ono turned to stone. The old woman's words plnlnly reached his ears, and he must havo recognized her face. In the awful moment In which he snt gazing nt tho corpse on tho grass It miwt hnvo flashed across him that his poor mother had made that long Journey with neighbors for no other purpose than to hunt him up ho the boy who had left her years ago and had been tho subject of her night ly prayers ever since. Wicked as ho was ho must hnvo felt her devotion nnd sacrifices. And then? Ho snt thcro In his saddle, his eyes fastened on his mother's corpse, nnd tho revolver still In his hand. Tho sit uation had petrified him. Whllo ho sat thus ono of the Immigrants, who, be lieving that tho camp was lo bo at tacked by 11 force, leveled his rllle over Urn wheel of tho wagon mid xout bullet plowing through William's heart. Ah, wells lt' yeam mid yo'iru ago, nnd llm twin gruveti In tho vrfllcy liuvu long uliico boon inunpI'M out of misM, nnd Whlto Dog Digging cun lx round no morn, but tho duy tho nuw of (lint awful trKi'dy muni hark u wu lnppil fimilu mid Pick mid rould Hoik no innrii for llm duy And nfivr long pi'iloi) if lieni muojijf llm iici, why Imii liifclliiMlUely KHi'iM unm Jmiy Ihnlrv lv lnw Id ojIii She hest $a$otte fhe Standard Oil Compmy Dry Woo Good dry wood, split for in two tier loads. F. L. Christie, Phone 582 Advertisiti Is to business what gasoline is to an automobile it makes things go. 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