■ V F X TAGE SIX I THE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT THUPSDAY, DECEMBER 23 * The Voice of the Pack 1 I I SUNSET A Story of the Oregon Mountain Country INVITES YOU TO TRY TH^n» »*> & “ For two very goou reasons, l » hii film of'smoke, '-rm not ThforesteA tn' will often tizh' 'n th” strangest most srnnds, ana ot course tnaf menu» setr- her eyes uke this. The Iftffit that nr His eyes grew earnest, and the hard SERVICE. didn't call to him at once. The two hearing them,” he said. i eerie silence: hut human beings nre possessfon. This quality had something hnd nlwny* beheld In them hnd van­ fire went out of them. "It’s almost as reasons were that Cranston had a rltjc “It might pay you." Cranston went not serpents. They pnrtak^ more of to do with the remarkable record that ished. Their utter darkness startled If you were n queen, n renl queen of EXCELLENT MEALS nnd that Dan was unarmed. It might some great kingdom.” he told her. on. “One of 'em Is thnt one man's | th” qualities of rhe meat-enter»—the the mountain men. such as that mag­ [ him. 35 CENTS AND UP After the fir«’ be extremely likely that Cranston tremulous with n great awe thnt wns ne sat up straight, nnd her arm thnt word Is good ns another’s In a court— I wolves nnd feline«. nificent warrior from Tennessee, made would choose the most plausible nnd find been about Ills neck fell nt her stealing over him, as n mist steals over, and It wouldn't do you any good to Instant, the nol.se of the fight aroused in the late war. effective means of preventing an Inter­ run down and tell tales. A man enn the whole hill« de. The sound of blows water. "And because I hnd kissed Cranston knew exactly what Snow- side. He took her hand firmly In his. ruption of bls crime, nnd by the same light his pipe on the mountain side wns In itself notable, and besides, both your fingers, for ever nnd ever I was bird would do. Although of a higher and their eyes met. token, prevent word of the crime ever "We must go home, Snowbird,”- he your subject, living only to fight your without the courts being Interested. ' of the men were howling the prim­ order, she was a mountain creature. reaching the authorities. The rifle The second thing is—Just that I don’t ordial battle cries of hatred and ven­ even as himself, She meant exactly told her simply, "I'm not so badly tights—maybe with a dream In the contained five cartridges, and only one think you’d find it a healthy thing to geance. hurt but thnt I enn make It.” end to kiss your lingers again. When what she said. If he hadn’t climbed was needed. do.” She nodded; but otherwise scarcely you bent nnd kissed me on thnt hill­ For two long minutes Dan fought WE MAKE OUR OWN PAS­ from Dan’s prone body. she would But the idea of backing out, unseen, “1 suppose, then, that Is a threat?" with the strength of desperation, sum side—for him to see—It wns the same: TRY AND OUR PIES ARE have shot quickly and very straight. If | seemed to hear, Her eyes still flowed never even occurred to Dan. The tire “It nln’t just a threat.” Cranston nionlni g at Inst all that mysterious re­ lie tried to attack either of them now, with darkness, And then, before his that I was sworn to you. nnd nothing FAMOUS—II’ YOU DON’T BE­ would have a tremendous headway be­ laughed harshly—a «Ingle, grim svl- serve force with which all men are mattered In my life except the service her finger would press back before lie own eyes, their dark pupils began to LIEVE IT. ASK YOUR NEIGH­ fore he could summon help. Although lable that was the most terrible sound born. Tbit he was playing a losing could blink an eye, and she wouldn't contract. The hand he held filled and and love I could give you. And It’s BORS AND FRIENDS. it wns near the lookout station, every he had yet uttered. “It’s a fact. Just game. The malady svlth which be hnd . nnd the fingers more than you ever dream. Snowbird. weep any hysterical tears over his throbbed with life. Condition pointed to a disastrous tire. try it. Falling. Just make one little suffered ered hnd taken too much of his dead body. It’s all yours, for your battles am) If he kept Ills distance, I closed around his. She leaned toward The brush was dry as tinder, not so step In that direction Yon couldn’t vigor. r. Even Evon as he s struggle«!. It seemed your happiness.” she wouldn’t shoot nt nil. He meant , him. hide behind n girl'« skirts, then. Why, to him that the vis heavy us to choke the wind, but yet about him. the to keep his distance. But he did know “Listen. Dan.” she said quickly, The great pine« were silent above tall enough to carry the flame Into you city sissy. I’d break you to pieces dnrk pines, the colored leaves of the thnt he could Insult her without dan­ “You heard—didn't you—the last thing Perhaps them, shadowed and dark. perennial «h rubbery, the yellow pnth the tree lops. The stiff breeze up the In my hands!" ger to himself. And by now Ills lips thnt he said?” they were listening to an age-old “I couldn’t help but hear, Snow­ story, those vows of service and self- ridge would certainly carry the flame Few men can mnke a threat without were nil obsi cured In n strange, white had acquired their old curl of scorn. rent wind roared In bls ears for miles through the parched Divide a muscular accompaniment. Its very mist. bird.” gained worth by which the race has Marathon Lodge No. “I’ll go, Snowbird,” he said. “I’ll heart was evidently about before help could come. In the mean­ utterance releases pent-up emotions, —anti Her other hand sought for his. struggled upward from the darkness leave you with your sissy. But I guess 93, Knights of Pythias if you heard — pnyi nt must he to sh to pieces. time stock nnd lives and homes would “ Then part of which can only pour forth In “But I kissed you—once l>; i 1 made. You see what I mean, Dan. be endangered, besides the Irreparable muscular expression. And anger Is a Regular meeting Mon­ But she reminded him. The voice .Joss of timber. There were many Maybe yon can’t see, knowing the girls Just a whisper, hnrdly louder than the day evening at 7:45 primitive thing, going down to the yield. He could no longer parry Crans­ thnt live on the plains, You were the stir of the leaves In tlie wind. things that Dan might do, but giving most mysterious depths of a man’s na­ ton’s blows. The latter’s arms went sharp. By order of cause of Ids saying It, and you must up was not one of them. ture. As Cranston spoke, his lip curled, around him In one of those deadly the Chancellor Com­ “But that kiss didn’t count,” lie told a tiswer—” mander. After nil, lie did the wl st thing of his dark fingers clenched on his thick hold- that wrestlers know ; and Dan her. “It wasn’t at nil the snme. ! It seemer to Dan thnt some stern Struggled In vain to free himself. palm, nnd he hnlf leaned forward. John C. Carroll, C. C. all. He simply came out In plain sight loved you then. I think, hut It didn't rode of the hills, unwritten except In mid unconcernedly walked down the tnenn what It did today.” Dan knocked out his pipe on the Cranston’s face itself seemed hideous W. R. C. ' the hearts of their children. Inexorable “And what—” she leaned toward trail toward Cranston. At the same log. It was the only sound in that nnd unreal In the mist that wns creep­ ns night, wns spenklng through her him. her eyes full on his, "does it lustaut, the latter struck his match. whole mountain realm; all the lesser ing over him. He did not recognize Corlnith Relief Corps, No. 54 Dept, lips. This was no personal thing. In mean now?" The two mon the curious thumping sound as Crans­ As Dan was no longer stalking, sounds were stilled. of Oregon, meets on first and third some dim, half-understood way, ft And now “All that’s worth while In life, nil Cranston Immediately heard his step, stood face to face. Dan tranquil, Crans­ ton’s fists on his flesh. Friday evenings of each month, at went back to the basic code of life. Cranston had hurled him off Ills feet. that matters when everything Is said lie whirled, recognized Dan. nnd for ton shaken by passion. 8 p. m., in the W. O. W. hall. Visitor.^ "People must fight their own fights, Nothing mattered further. He had thnt can be said, and all Is done thnt one long Instant in which the world “1 give you,” said Dan with entire welcome . up here, ” she told him. “ The laws can be done. And It means, plense Feemed to have time In plenty to mnke coldness, “an opportunity to take that fought tlie best he could. This cruel Minnie John.-on. President of the courts that the plains people God. when the debt« nre pnld, that I i beast could pounce on him at will e complete revolution, lie stood per­ hnck. Just about four seconds." Elizabeth Conover, Secy. can appeal to nre nil too far nwuy. nnd hammer away his life. But still may have such a kiss again. ” fectly motionless. The match flared In He stood very straight ns he spoke, There ’ s no one thnt enn do ft. except he struggled. Except for the constant "Not until then,” she told him. his dark fingers, his eyes—full of sin­ and his eyes did not waver In the Corinth Post, No. 35, Dept, of Oregon you. Not my father. My father enn’t whispering. gular conjecturing rested on Dnn’s least. It would not be the truth to say play of his muscles, his almost un­ fight your battles here. If your honor Meets on second and fourth "Until then, I make oath thnt I face. No instant of the letter’s life thnt his heart was not leaping like conscious effort to free himself thnt is going to stand. It’s up to you. Dan. won’t even ask ft. or receive It if you hnd ever been fraught with greater a wild thing In his breast. A dark kept one of Cranston’s arms busy Saturdays of each month You enn’t pretend that you didn’t henr should give tt. It goes too deep, doar- peril. He understood perfectly what mist wns spreading like madness over holding him down, thnt fight on the at 1:30 p. m. in W. O. \V. him. Such as you nre, weak and sick est—nnd It means too much.” wns going on In Cranston’s mind. Tile Ills brain; but yet lie wns striving to mountnln path might hnve come to n hall. Visitors welcome. to be beaten to n pulp In two minutes, This was their pact, Not until the fire-fiend was calmly deciding whether keep his thoughts clear. Stealthily, sudden end. Human bodies can stand H. W' Spear, Corn’dr. you alone will hnve to mnke him an­ debts were paid nnd her word mnde to shoot or whether to bluff ft out. without seeming to do so, he was set­ a terrific punishment; but Dan’s wns Samuel Downs, Adjt. swer for ft. I came to your aid—and weakened from the ravages of Ills good would those lips be his ngnln. One required no more moral courage ting Ids muscles for u spring. now you must come to mine. ” There was no need for further words. disease. Besides, Cranston would soon than the other. It really didn't make Tlie only answer to Ills words wns Her fingers no longer clasped his. Both of them know. a great deal of difference tn i’ranston. a laugh—n roaring laugh of scorn hnve both hands and both feet free for Johnson Chapter No. 24 Strength had come back to film, and In the skies the gray clouds were But lie decided that th< killing wit from Cranston’s dark lips. In his the work, and when these four ter­ R. A. M. bis fingers closed down until the blood gathering swiftly, ns nlways hi the not worth the cartridge. The other laughter. Ills Intent, catlike vigilance rible weapons nre used at once, the Stated convocations every went out of hers, but she wns wholly Issue — soon or late — can never be in mountains. The raindrops were fail ­ course was too easy, lie did not even relaxed. Dan saw a chance; feeble first and third Fridays. unconscious of the pain. In reality, in'’ one end one. over the forest. The doubt. Jf/ Visitors welcome. dren tn thnt Dan had been shadowin'; she wns conscious of nothing except >von now. consciousness summer v. as done, and fall had come Keldson. Sec. him nnd hnd seen his Intention. He the growing tlnme in bls face, It held Dan could henr his enemy’s In earnest. would have laughed nt the Idea that a her eyes in passionate fascination. His The rains fell unceasingly for seven and fnr up the trail, lie heard “tenderfoot" could thus wall; behind Tillamook pupils were contracting to little bright days: not a downpour but a constant another stranger sound. It sounded him, unheard. Without concern, he Lodge dots in the gray Irises, The jaw was drizzle thnt mnde the distant ridges like some one running. scattered with his foot the little heap No. 1260 i setting, as she had never seen it be- smoke. The parched earth seemed to : L. 0. 0. M. of kindling, and slipping his pipe Into "I Guess You Saw What And then he dimly knew that Crnn- fore. smack Its lips. nn«l tittle rivulets be­ his mouth, he touched the Haring «•llmblng from his body, “Do yon think. Snowbird, that vou’d you saw what I did to him—in two gan to fall nnd tumble over the beds match to it. It wns a wholly admir­ ere speaking—quick, com­ Meets even have to ask me?” he demanded. of the dry streams, All danger of for- every able little piece of noting, and would manding voices Just over him. Above i minutes.” est fire was at once removed. nnd Friday “I saw. But you must remember “Don’t you think I understand? And have deceived any one who had not Cranston’s savage curses another voice It won't be In your defense—only toy Snowbird wns no longer needed as n at lie's sick. Now go.” seen his previous preparations. Thon rang clear, and to Dnn’s ears, glorious lookout on old Bald mountain, She K. or p. let him stay In tied— own duty." “If lie’s sick, i he walked on down the trail toward lieyond all human utterance. “But lie is so strong—and you are went to Iter own home, her companion Hall. and have a . wet nurse. Maybe you can Dan. He opened his tortured eyes. Tlie so weak—” back to the valley; nnd now thnt his be that.” mists lifted from in front of them, nnd Dan stopped and lighted Ills own "I won’t be so weak forever. I nev- sister had taken ills place ns house­ The lids drooped halfway over her the whole drama was revealed. It bad pipe. It wns a curious little truce. S. A. Brodhead, Sec gray eyes. nnd the slim finger curled er really cared much about living he- II keeper, Bill hnd gone down to the not been sudden mercy that had driven And then he leaned back against th«' fore. I ’ ll try now and yon ’ ll see — lower foothills with n great pa rt of more tightly about the trigger. “Oh, Cranston from Ills body. Just when tils great gray trunk of a fallen tree. Tillamook Lodge No. 57. A.F. & A.M. the live stock. Dan snout these rainy 1 wish I could shoot you, Bert I” she oh. ’ Snowbird, wait nnd trust me: I victim’s falling unconsciousness would “Well. Cranston." he said civilly. Joint j tatallai ion with understand everything, It's my own toil on the hillsides, building days In said. She didn’t whisper It, or hiss it, have put him completely In Ills power. The men bail met on previous oc O. E. S. and R. A. M. St. fight—when you kissed me, and he himself physically so that lie might or hurl It. or do any of the things most Rather It was something black and John's day, Monday Decem­ cnslons, and always there hnd been cried down that word In anger nnd pay his debts. people are supposed to do In moments ber *7th. All members be ominous thnt even now was pointed the same Invisible war between them Jealousy, it put the whole thing on me. it wns no great • pleasure, those of violent emotion. She simply said ypresent. Visiting bretherti squarely nt Cranston’s breast. "How do you do. Falling,” Cranston No one else qnn make film answer: no rainy days. He would have greatly welcome. None too soon, a ranger of the hill I it. and her meaning was all the replied. No perceptions could be so one else has the right. It’s my honor, lilted to have lingered In the square Leslie Harrison, Sec’y. clearer. had heard the sounds of the struggle, blunt as to miss tile premeditated In no one el«e’s. thnt stnnds or falls." mountain house, listening to the quiet “But you can’t. And I’ll pound that nnd hnd left the trysting place at the I unit In the t<®ie. He didn’t speak In He lifted her hand to his lips and murmur of the rain on the roof and milk-sop of yours to a jelly every time spring to come to Dnn’s aid. It was his own tongue at all. the short, gut kissed It again nnd again. watching Snowbird nt her household I see him. I’d think, Snowbird. that Snowbird, very pale hut wholly self­ turnl "Howdy” that Is the greeting And for the first time he tasks. She could, as her father had you’d wnnt a man." sufficient nnd determined nnd intent. of the mountain men. He pronounced tears gathering In her dark evi said, make a biscuit. She could also He started up the II ; and then Her pistol was cocked and ready. nil the words with an exaggerated pre you fought here, didn’t you. D:in?” roll up sleeves over trim, brown nrms i - Tuesday eve, 8 p. m. she did a strange thing, He's more of cisión, an unmistakable mockery of she asked with pnlnftil slowness. “You ■ and with entire good humor do a Rebekak, Wednesday evening a man than you are. right now. Bert." CHAPTER III Dnn’s own tone. In his accent he didn't put up your arms—or try to I week’s Inundry for three hard-work­ she told him. "He’ll prove it some Camp 2-4, Thursday threw a tone of sickly sweetness, nnd run away? I didn’t come till he had ing men. He would have liked to sit day.” Then her arm went about Dan’s Dim Fulling wns really not badly I his Inference was all too plain, He you done, so I didn’t see." She looked with her. through the long afternoons, neck and lifted his head upon her hurt. The quick, lashing blows had was simply calling Falling a milksop at him ns If her whole joy of life hung ns she knitted beside the fireplace— breast: and In Cranston ’ s plain sight, not done more than severely bruise unit a white-liver; just as plainly as on his answer. to watch the play of her graceful fin­ she bent and kissed him, softly, ot? the flesh of bls face; nnd the mists of If he had used the words. "Fought! I would have fought till gers and perhaps, now and then, to the lips. unconsciousness that had been falling The eyes of the two men met Battles of the Mountains were I died! But thnt isn’t enough. Snow­ touch her hands when he held the Eye Specialist Cranston’s answer was an oath. It I over him were more nearly the result Cranston’s lips were slightly curled In Battles to the Death. bird. It Isn’t enough Just to fight, in Permanently located in Tillamook skeins. But none of these things tran­ dripped from his lips, more poisonous, of Ills own tremendous physical ex ­ in unmistakable leer. Finn’s were a case like this. A man's got to win ! Private office in Jenkin's jewelry spired. He drove himself from day­ more malicious than the vetiom of a very straight. And In one thing nt though It was. It wns the only chance ertion. Now these mists were rising. I would have died If you hadn’t come. store. Latest up-to-date instru­ light till dark, developing his body for snake. His features seemed to tight­ “(io—go away.” the girl wns com­ least, their eyes looked just the same. he hud. Ami bls long body leaped like And that’s another debt thnt I hnve ments and equipment. Evenings the tests that were sure to come. en. the dark lips drew away from his manding. "I think you’ve killed him.” The pupils of both pairs hnd contracted a serpent through the air. and Sunday by appointment. to pay—only that debt I owe to you.” The first few days nearly killed him. teeth. No words could hnve mnde Dun opened Ills eyes to find her Physical superior though he was. to steel points, bright In the dnrk gray She nodded slowly. The Ilves of He over-exercised In the chill rain. J him such an effective answer as this of the Irises. Cranston’s looked some­ Cranston would have repelled the at­ kneeling close beside him, but still the mountain men are not saved by ar,d one anxious night he developed little action of hers. And us he turned what red; nnd Dnn’s were only hard tack with Ids rille If he had bud a covering Cranston with her pistol. Her their women without Incurring obliga­ all the symptoms of pnenrnonin. Such up the trail, he called down to her chance. His blood wns already at hand was resting on Ills bruised cheek and bright. tion. She attempted no barren de­ a sickness would hnve been the one a nnmc—that most dreadful epithet Dan felt himself straighten; and the the murder heat—a point always He couldn't have believed thnt a hu­ nials. She made no effort to pretend thing needed to make the doctor’s «hat foul tongues have always used quickly reached In Cranston — and the man face could be ns white, while life color mounted somewhat higher in his he hnd not incurred a tremendous debt prophecy come true, But with Snow- ATTORNEYS AT LAW to women held In greatest scorn. brown cheeks. But he did not try to dark, hot fumes In his brain were still remained, as hers was then. All when she hnd come with her pistol. It bird's aid, and numerous hot drinks, Dan struggled In her arms. The National Building avenge the Insult—yet. Cra nston was simply nothing more nor less than the the lovely tints thnt had been such n wns an unavoidable fact. A life for he fought It off. kiss on his lips, the instant before. a life Is the code of the mountains. No delight to him. the play of soft reds ■till fifteen feet distant, and that wn* most poisonous, bitter hatred. She had mnde him go to bed. and and browns, find faded as an after­ 1md not called him out of his half­ too far. A man may swing a rifle other word exists. If his class of d< Tillamook, Oregon “Two things I must do before I can no human memory could be so dull as consciousness. It had scarcely seemed generate mountain men had no other glow fades on the snow. within fifteen feet. The fact that they ever dare to die." he told her soberly. to f-"get the little, whispered message wore tn no wav physical equal« d’ I Dan's glance moved with hers to renl. rather just an Incident In a bliss­ not even occur to him. When the in­ accomplishment, they could bate. All “One of them Is to pay you; the other that she gave him with his last spoon­ Cranston. He was standing easily at their Ilves they practiced the emotion: ful dream. But the word called down sult is great enough, such considera Is to pay Cranston for file thing he ful of medicine. She said she'd pray a distance of a dozen feet; ami except tions cannot possibly matter. Crans­ hatred of their neighbors, hatr<>d of the trail shot out dear and vivid from ■ said. Maybe the chance will never for him, nnd she meant It too—literal, for the faintest tremble all over his law, hatred of civilization in all Its the silence. Just as a physician’s face ton was laird as steel, one hundred entt eating prayer that could not go un­ come for the first of the two; only I ’ ll forms. Besides, this kind of hillman body, a muscular reaction from the will often leap from the darkness af­ VETERINARIAN ■nd seventy pounds In weight. Dan did pray that It will. Maybe It would be heard. She was a moutnaih girl, and violence of Ills passion, he had entire habitually fought Ids duels with rides. not touch one hundred and fifty, and ter the anesthesia. Something Infinite­ lie- beliefs were those of her ances- kinder to you to pray that It wouldn't: Bell Phone 21'2. MutualPhone ly regained his self-composure. This lliinds were not deadly enough. ly warm and tender was holding him. a deadly disease had not yet entirely t I hand-to-hand battle now. The rifle have acquired from the silence and ■nd tingled about the barrel of his his neck. He true—thnt my cot rage will stnnd the finally hardened Into callosities. Dr. J. E. Shearer Dr. A. C. Crauk | rifle. He knew what Dnn meant, He bad slid mi down the hillside, to ho the snows an Impregnation of that “Oh. If I could only pull the trig­ ! test. learned the most effective stroke to eternal calm and Imperturbability that caught In n clump of brush twenty understood perfectly thnt Dan hail ger I” she wns crying. “If I could “It wouldn't l>e the same, perhaps, hurl a shower of chips from beneath feel below, [inn called on every ounce is the wilderness Itself. Cranston guessed his purpose on the mountain only kill him—” with an Eastern girl. Other things the blade, His hack and limbs hard- wasn't In the least afraid. Fear Is MEDICINE & SURGERY ■Ide. And the curl nt his lips became of Ids strength, beennse be knew what “l et me.” he pleaded. "Give me matter In the valleys. But I see how ened from the handling of heavy wood usually n matter of uncertainty, and mercy he might expect If Cranston more pronounced. I the pistol. I’ll kill him—” National Building — and the cough wns practically gone, It It- here; that there Is only one The battles of the he knew exactly where he stood. “What n smart little boy,” he mustered him. | And he would. There wns no flinch­ standard for men and hv thnt stand- His frame tilled out. His face became Tillamook, Oregon mountains were battles to the death. It Is extremely doubtful If a plains­ ing In the gray eyes thnt looked up I scorned. "Going to be a Sherlock anl they rise or fall, Things in the swarthy from constant exposure, He V They flung back nnd forth, wrench- man would have possessed this knowl­ to her. She leaned forward, ns If to Holmes when ho grows up." Then he gained In weight. J mountains are down to the essen- half turned nnd the light In bls eyes Ing shoulders, lushing fists, teeth anil edge. But a plainsman has not the put the weapon in his hands, but at tlals.” feet and lingers. There w ere no Mnr- knowledge of life Itself that the moun­ dazed tip. He was not leering now. once drew It back. And then a single Continued Next Week He paused and struggled for rhe mountain men ure too intense g'tls of Qneensberry Hiles tn this Imt- taineer has. simply because he does sob enught nt her throat. An Instant strength to continue, “ And I know o play nt Insult very long. Their In- fie. Again and again Dan sent home not see It In the raw. And he has not later they heard Cranston'» laughter what you said to him,’ ” he went on. half the Intlmnte knowledge of death iprent savagery comes to I he surface, bls blows; but they all seemed Inef a« he vanished around the turn of the “llalf-unconsclotis as I was. I remem­ fectlve. By now, Cranston hnd com- an absolute requisite of self-com ­ ®«l they wnnt the warmth of blood trail. ber every word. Each word Just seems I ipon their Angers. His voice became pletely overcome the moment’s advan­ posure. The mountaineer knows life For long minutes the two of them to burn into me. Snowbird, and DI uttural. "Maybe you're a spy?" he tage the other had obtained by the In Its simple phases with little tradi­ were still. The girl still held the man’s make »Aery one of them good. You NOTICE TO PROPERTY power of his leap. He hurled Dan tion or convention to blur the vision. I sited. "Maybe you’re one of those city hend upon her breast. The pistol hnd »nld I *m a better man than he. and I OWNERS him from the clinch nnd lashed at Death Is a very intimate acquaintance its—to come and watch us, and then fallen In the pine needles, and her that may be met In any snowdrift, on nervous hand plucked strangely at the sometime It would b* proved—and It’» m and tell the forest service. Thera’s with hard fists. All property will be held the truth! Maybe In a month, maybe It fa a very common thing to hear any rocky trail; and these condition* leaves of a mountain flower. To Dnn’s eo things, Falling, that I want you for water rent after Jaa. let. In a year. I'm not going t® die from of a al lent fight Bnt It la really ■ *r® very deadly to auy delmdona thnt •yes, there wn* something trance) Ik®. 1*11. » know.” thia malady of mine new. Snowbird. mora rare occurrence than moat peo- hs has In regard to him»® It He ac­ • bint of pagalysl* and Insensibility By order of TUlamook Wa­ Dan puffed at his pipa, and Ms epea Bv® got too much t® Uv» for—too JLJ* ’h*‘ eqrpeal* quire* an ee® frat «bar* ba •br ter CoouBlMioa. S» had Mvar a®aa ifcsd earioosly bright tbroart tW WUU: Lodge Directory » I DR. J. G. TURNER r BARRICK & HALL | DR. O. L. HOHLFELD f W. C. DUEBER Drs. Shearer and Crank r « I •4 Let a Headlight Clas­ sified ad. work for you