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AROUND th. HOUSE o CHAPTER XIII—Continued —13— Friday, Sept. 6 1940 SOUTHERN OREGON MINER Page 6 their own estates to look after. No. Senor Bowie was my only hope for our protection.” "1 wonder.” mused the doctor, "whether he will ever come back.” "He will never come back." prophesied Dona Maria. “Who can tell? And if the Señorita married and left the nest, he might even come back here." "Dr. Doane.” exclaimed Dona Maria, “what makes you say that?” "Just surmising on possibilities,” said the surgeon with an air of casu alness. But Dona Maria's suspi cions had been awakened. "I believe you know something you are keeping back. Doctor," she said flatly. "What is it? Out with it” “Can you keep a secret?" contin ued the doctor. "Women are not supposed to, are they? But," she added, as Doane seemed about to close his confi dence with his lancet case, "try me. I will do my best” “Bowie is back.” "Dr. Doane! What do you mean?” "He is in Monterey. And heaven help me! He forbade me tell. On your life. Dona Maria, don't tell Carmen.” to the Housewife To keep books on she Ives or in Save left-over pieces of soap in ■mall sugar or ault bags. Use the cuses in good condition sprinkle bags in cleaning the bathtub or them occasionally with powdered lavatory. The bag and suap serve camphor. both as a sponge and a clcunaing ■gent. Select suitable bowls and vase« Keep the sifter hole* on spice in which to arrunge flowers to deo- boxea closed, otherwise the spices orate the house. Do not crowd flowers into them, but carefully will lose much of their flavor. select different flowers for differ ent containers. A single rose In When separating the yolk* from a bud vuse is far more effective the whites of eggs, break them thun several roses crowded into • over a funnel. The whites will bowl. pass through, leaving the yolks in the funnel. If colored butters are desired When making biscuits, dough for sandwiches, use pimineto com nuts, cookies and jumbles, the bined with butter for red or pink, softer you can handle dough after while watercress chopjied fine will turning it onto the board and the give the desired green and orange less you handle it, the better re or lemon rind blended with butter givea the yellow color. sults you will get. terey and more servants. Bowie was greeted by Don Ramon like a long lost friend. "Well," exclaimed Tla Ysabel to Carmen after the dinner, "1 see your peevish Texan is back! What does he want?” Carmen shrugged her shoulders, "I understand he is to be some kind of a partner of Captain Sut- ter’*, that energetic Swiss, up the river." "What's he doing here?" snapped her questioner. “He heard of Father’s illness and sent out a couple of baskets of champagne and a lot of delicacies. So Mother asked me to invite him for the strawberry picnic.” ♦ “You say Dona Maria asked you to invite him out. She says you asked her to Invite him," observed Tia Ysabel bluntly. "Either way. he was entitled to the courtesy of an invitation, wasn't he?” asked Carmen crisply. "The wine he sent was rare—so Father said, Don Vicente and I are going after some ferns to press—he has •• my book. The tables were being cleared and the guests were scattered in groups among the pines and redwoods. Men were smoking and talking horses, 1 the women were chatting in little groups, and the younger girls, with much animation, were hulling straw berries and talking fast Carmen, swinging her sunbonnet by the strings, sought Don Vicente. She wandered to the end of the camp without finding him. But she did almost stumble, with out seeing them, over the long leg* of Bowie, who sat with his back against a tall redwood, looking out at the distant bay. "Oh!” she exclaimed, coloring with a little confusion. “1 didn’t see you. Excuse me for disturbing you." "Don’t ask me to excuse you for anything so pleasant” "Oh, you haven't left your gal lantry in Texas. Sometime I should like to hear more about that repub lic of yours and its fighting men.” He shook hi* head. “My poor re public. It is no more. The United States has swallowed it.” “And didn't you like that?” “Not a bit. But—what's the dif ference? It's only another dream gone," he added evenly. They were strolling back toward camp. "And so there you were, sit Want of Courage Flattery the Guest ting all by your lonesome. If you A great deal of talent is lost te Flattery sits in the (prior while can’t find anybody else to talk to. plain dealing is kicked out of the world for the want of a little why not try me?” asked Carmen. doors. courage.—Sydney Smith. "I thought you said you didn't see me," he objected. "Don’t believe all you hear,” she retorted casually. "I’ve seen times when I’ve wished i I couldn't.” As they loitered along she was still swinging her bonnet Passing a big tree on the long slope. Car men put up her hand "Isn't that a lovely breeze? Let'* sit down a moment.” “I'm glad to see your father is out,” ventured Bowie. “He'* im proving." But Carmen did not care to dis cuss formalities. She wanted to hear about Texas and what he saw and did there while away. And she wanted to know what was going to happen to poor California, with it* bandits, its insurrections and its new crop of detestable gringo*. Bowie shrugged hi* shoulder* at the mention of gringo*. 'They're mean, I know—but no worae than these Mexican rats. And California at present is getting the very scum of the gringos—the crop will im prove with time.” ’Tell me about this Senor Sutter and what you are going to do up there. And why you like it so much better than Guadalupe." He launched into a eulogy of the Swiss. "But you haven’t said why you like it better than Guadalupe," per sisted Carmen. "I haven't said I do like it better," he contended. "It does have one advantage: I don't have time up there to think. Coming over here just now," he continued hastily, cut ting off any attempt on Carmen’s part to speak, "I stumbled on a bed of wild roses. Do you like brier roses?” how orange« help I "I love them. Where are they?” Fully half our families are setting / m link "I’ll show you." He got up. She vitnmiiuniul mmtrah to feel their beat, says held out her hand, and he helped the Department of Agriculture. her to rise. The pressure of her It’s easy to get more of these essentials warm fingers stirred his blood. The —merely by making oranges your family'* sea breeze lifted the loose hair about daily re freshment! her temples. Peel and eat them. Keep ready a big "Is it very far?” she asked, look pitcher of fresh orangeade. Or better yet- ing up innocently at him. Have big, 8-ounce glasses of fresh “Not so very far,” he answered orange juice with breakfast daily. This steadily. gives you ail the vitamin C you normally need. Adds tilamint A, Bj and G and the She tried to talk about Guadalupe; mineral* cnltinm, pboiphvrm and inn. he, about New Helvetia. But they Sunkist is sending you the pick of Cali got something out of their cross Are, fornia's best-ever crop of wonderfully despite the fact that each felt con juicy oranges. Order a supply next time scious the other was holding a great you buy groceries! deal back. Copyrfflrt. 1940. CallfonU Fr«U Gnman F,<kup "I thought you said it wasn’t very far," objected Carmen after some distance. "It hasn’t seemed so yet to me. It’* just over the brow of the next hilL But you’re tired—stay here a moment. I’ll bring an armful to you.” "Oh no. I want to find the bed.” She seated herself presently close to the roses and spoke from where she sat, while Bowie, with his hunt ing knife, cut stems from the plant* Best lor Juice— /’///</ ft'en/ use / and slowly trimmed away the thorn« before handing them to her. downstreet. He did not reappear r till suppertime at the restaurant I where the two took their meals. "Well." a$kcd Doane when they ' had reached their coffee, speaking [ as if he thought he had a right to i know, "what's it all about?” "Since you’ve let the cat out of the i bag, anyway, and Don Ramon is i down sick. I thought I ought to send I a few little things out to Guadalupe 1 to show I hadn't forgotten their past I kindnesses, and,” he added halting ly, “things like that. What do you i think?” “I think it's fine," replied the doc tor. In San Francisco a few days lat er Bowie met Captain Sutter, and at Vioget's the two discussed plans for managing the fur business up the river. Sutter took the boat ear ly next morning for New Helvetia Bowie was ready to go with him, but a knock on his door at day break changed his plans. He opened to find the vaquero Pedro standing before him. Greetings exchanged. Pedro explained he had been told by Dr. Doane where to look for Senor Bowie and had ridden up the peninsula during the night "I have “How nr« things going out there*” echoed the doctor. ‘'Not very well. But for that matter, where are they going well in California? Everything is upset. Politics boiling, lawless ness growing, gringos and these damned Mexicans squabbling; ar.d then, to cap everything else for me. smallpox all over the coast Bowie. I need an assistant. You’d better Join up with me.” But Bowie was serious. “What’s wrong at Guadalupe?" he asked as casually as possible. "Don Ramon is down with small pox, they say. An Indian brought word from Dona Maria asking me to come right away and vaccinate ev erybody. and virus here is scarce. They’re in a panic.” “Naturally," said Bowie. "That’s only part of it" growled the surgeon. "Fremont steals their horses; bushwackers steal their cat tle; the damned gringo squatters are stealing their land; and that's the way things are going at all the ranchos. Bowie. I’m riding out to Guadalupe right after dinner; take dinner with me and ride out too.” “Sorry. I've made an appoint ment with Nathan Spear—he was CHAPTER XIV here yesterday—to meet him in San Francisco tomorrow morning.” The surgeon jogged back to Mon "That will keep.” terey, feeling somewhat guilty about Bowie shook his head. "He’s go his breach of confidence. He busied ing down to Santa Barbara tomor himself framing a story to break row.” Bowie’s anger. Dr. Doane did not give up the He reached home late; so late he fight to make Bowie ride out with thought there would be no danger of him, but he failed in it The Texan facing the Texan before morning. was stubborn. Yet within ten minutes after he had “I shall tell them you were mean lighted his lamp in his bedroom ad about it” joining the office there came a tap Bowie raised his hand in quick pro ping on his window. test. "Tell them nothing about me "Henry,” he protested after he —not even that I am in California,” had carried the lamp into the office said Bowie. “I’m not joking, Doc and let in the Texan, “I didn't ex tor.” he added bluntly. pect to see you before morning. You "Have it your own way." sput don't sit up all night, do you?” tered the surgeon. "How did you find things at the But on reaching the rancho Dr. jrancho?” Doane was sorry he had assented The doctor shook his head doubt- to the Texan's injunction. The whole I fully. “Not very bright, Henry.” atmosphere of the rancho was "Has Don Ramon got the small mournful. Two almost helpless pox?” women—Carmen was the only one "He has not—it’s chicken pox, but with any courage left, and she had ■ he’s pretty sick with it” more courage than the experience "How is Dona Maria?” needed in managing and directing “Worried to death but not sick.” vaqueros. Doane was amused at the way the But the doctor brought one great questions came, slowly and covering ray of sunshine to the gloom. Don "I didn't see you. one person at a time. Ramon, he announced definitely, did “Señorita well?” not have the smallpox: he pro a note for you. senor, and I was told "Seems to be, yes. She is looking nounced his illness chicken pox. to deliver it as quickly as possible." a little peaked. I vaccinated every He drew the note from a breast Dona Maria and Carmen drew deep body on the ranch, from the scul pocket of his leathern jacket. It breaths of relief lions up. What’s the news with was from Carmen. That evening at supper the two you?” "My mother has asked you to come women asked so many questions of "I’m tied up here for a few days. the doctor, and these were so pa Spear sent a man down to say he out for a visit at Guadalupe before thetic in tenor, that he was hard had to go to Santa Barbara again you leave for Sutter's Fort We put to it to give them consolation. and wouldn’t be back till the end of should all be equally happy to wel come you to your old home, as Dona Maria sighed deeply when the week.” you well know. But even if you the doctor tried to offer cheer. "All right, camp here with me. “If only Señor Bowie were with There’s an extra cot in the bed haven’t time for a good visit Moth er wants to ask a very special favor. us!” she said. "Nothing has seemed room.” to go right since he left.” “Strawberries are ripe. Don Fran "How are the vaqueros?” “Why did he leave?” asked the cisco Guerrero is giving a straw “At Guadalupe? Pedro is foreman doctor casually, though he knew the berry merienda, Saturday. There with Sanchez for a second.” answer. will be a neighborhood gathering "What about the stock?” "He thought he could better him from all the rancho*—you remem “What’s left is all right. I told self up the river.” you everybody’s stealing it Let’s ber what a famous host Don Fran “Why, Mother,” exclaimed Car cisco is. We are going from Guad go to bed.” men, crimsoning, “you know that's "There was a big bunch of cattle alupe. Won’t you join us? Come not the reason. Mother doesn't out Friday night there when I left” want to blame me, Doctor—that’s "Carmen." "What the gringos leave, the Mex aU.” Bowie did not stop to read the icans help themselves to—it’s too "Ah!” smiled Doane. "A heart formal Spanish greetings that closed bad, isn’t it?” affair.” the note. He saw on the white sheet The doctor shot the question to "But surely that would not send of paper only the magic word. “Car catch him unprepared — and suc him away back to Texas," coun men.” ceeded. tered Dona Maria gently. "Sanchez He slapped Pedro on the shoul- “You see,” Doane ran on as he tells us he went." turned out the light “I like those der and bade him go down and The surgeon had his ears open. folks. To me. they’re the very pic feed the horses and get his break- "You can never tell. Dona Maria.” It was already merienda ture at Guadalupe of the splendid fast. said he, "as to how far these heart Spanish tradition that came to the day—Saturday. affairs wiU carry a man. Some men Bowie made up his mind to ride New World from the Old. Ever been would think halfway around the straight to Don Francisco’s. It was in Spain, Bowie?” world not far enough. Much would There was no answer in the dark. the only chance to catch the party. depend, I should think, on how deep But a moment later the doctor, lis He scribbled a hasty note for Cap the wound.” tening in the dark, heard a calm but tain Sutter, saying that he had been "I think aU this is very silly talk.” distinct question not to his liking. unavoidably detained and would fol exclaimed Carmen almost explo "Did you say anything about my be low on the next boat Thirty min sively. Up to this point she had ing here?” utes later he and Pedro were rid maintained a reserve so even that Doane, in turn, took his moment ing rapidly for Don Francisco Guer her medical busybody could hardly before answering. “I was hoping rero’s. formulate much of an inference as you wouldn’t ask that; tonight, any to her feelings. But he had now way. Well, I told nobody but Dona At Don Francisco's a disappoint worked his probe deep enough to Maria and cautioned* her against ment met him. The merienda party excite resentment. She rose impa telling any of the rest of the family. had already left. However, it was tiently to her feet. “Señor Bowie,” I’m dead tired, Henry; I’ll tell you easy to follow. He sent Pedro to she went on, "is a gentleman of more about it in the morning.” Guadalupe and took the trail to the sense and intelligence.” valley of the strawberries himself. "I thought him a cowboy,” purred A pretty scene greeted Bowie's “If you had seen her face light up the doctor. when I told her you were here you’d eyes when he reached the brow of "A cowboy who has attended have forgiven me for breaking con the hill. Below him a valley opened Georgetown University?” She spoke ’ fidence—you would, indeed,” contin like a huge inverted bowl rimmed with heat. "Señor Bowie is a cabal ued the doctor at breakfast in the by surrounding hills. Each rancho lero, not a vaquero! If you had ever morning. "She thinks a lot of you— had set up its own pavilion, bright talked with him you’d know he is a in fact, everybody does at Guada with Spanish colors, and the pavil gentleman of sense, not likely to be lupe. The first question Sanchez ions were spread in a crescent, seriously upset because an insignifi asked was whether I had ever heard opening out on the valley. The va cant girl declined his hand.” With anything of you.” rious ranchos had their comple the words she walked indignantly Bowie offered no comment on any ments or servants; and the horses, from the room. thing. The doctor thought he was tethered among the trees, were as "Señorita!” called the doctor aft deeply offended but made up his happy as horses could be, close to er her, but she did not hear. mind it was better not to pay any a running brook, but pestered by "Please. Dona Maria,” he contin attention to his mood. After dinner flies. Bowie rode rapidly down the long ued, "tell her not to go riding for a Bowie asked the doctor to lend him day or two with that arm . . . fifty dollars. hill and around to the camp near the 'Señorita Carmen has spirit, Dona And the surgeon was surprised in pines. Maria,” added the surgeon, putting the afternoon by the appearance in Dona Maria saw him first. She away his implements. the street before the office of two called to Carmen where she stood "I am glad she has,” said Dona pack mules with loaded hampers at a little distance, talking to Don Maria. "My own is pretty well Two Mexicans rode up soon, and Vicente, a cousin of Don Francis cowed. What with Don Ramon’s ill one of them, knocking at the office co's from Santa Barbara. ness and all our other troubles, I door, asked for Senor Bowie. Bowie Carmen greeted Bowie with cor seem unable to face things as I used himself appeared within a few min dial enthusiasm, and he explained to. I hope Carmelita will soon make utes, casual as usual. He asked in turn the mishap that had pre up her mind to marry. She seems the doctor for paper and pen, wrote vented him from joining the party at interested — at least I sometimes a short note, addressed it to Dona Guadalupe the night before. Don think so—in Don Sebastian of Santa Maria and handed it to one of the Vicente, Carmen’s escort, scrupu Barbara, who is crazy about her. Mexicans and bade him and his lously well mannered and somewhat But the child is fickle. She seems to companion be on their way. He senior in years to the rest of the blow hot and cold with him. And then asked the doctor to lend him group, eyed the newcomer with po even should she accept him—she is one hundred dollars more. Taking lite interest. keeping him waiting now — that the gold without comment, except a While dinner was on, Don Ramon would not help me. These dons have brief "thank you,” Bowie started rode in with Aunt Ysabel from Mon hem» of Interest • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • NOTHING ELSE SO DELICIOUS GOOD FOR YOU Sunkist CALIFORNIA ORANGES (TO BE CONTINUED)