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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
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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.
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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
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