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Show COUGrTii A GOOD THE SPANISH FORK PRESS Elisha Warner, Publisher SPANISH FORK , . . UTAH Summit a papulation 10,600, of which fully on-hal- f wmwmmm imi tan) mm THE UTAH BUDGET county butt l o live In Park City. Two tramps have ben arreHted at Mantl, Bupected of having robbed the post ofllce, Half of Pioneer park, in Salt 'Lake City, Is Jto be converted Into a play ground for children. The first supplies have arrived for the new $27,000 wagon bridge to be built over the Green river at Green River, Utah. Nick Berryman, convicted of entering a lodging house at Bingham and mealing SG.60, has been sentenced to six months In the county Jail. The city of American Fork has Just received a new hose cart with 600 feet of hose, and it is their Intention to organize a volunteer fire department. Active construction work upon an irrigation project that will entail a will be total expenditure of started In Beaver county within sixty days. A franchise has been granted to the Ogden Rapid Transit company to run an electric line In the city limits of Willard. The road gave $1,000 bond to have can running within a year. Ervlne Hoyt, an employe of the Oregon Portland Cement company, was accidentally killed at the plant of the company north of Brlgham City. His clothing caught in a belt and he was literally torn to pieces. As a result of the wreck of the Malad motor car in the Ogden yards on the morning of February 4, two damage suits, totaling $10,400, were filed In the district court against the Oregon Short Line Railway company. It Is announced that the Salt Lake Elks are to have a burial plot In Mt. Olivet cemetery that will cost $20,000, and- - which, when completed, will be one of the finest plots owned by any fraternal organization In the western country. the Oregon William Naughton, Short Line brakeman, who was charged with criminal negligence after the wreck at Lemay, January 17, when four persons were kilted and many Injured, has been discharged from custody. The state fish and game warden announces that 750,000 fry, representing In even proportions eastern brook trout, rainbow trout and German brook trout, will at once be planted In streams of Salt Lake, Utah and Wasatch counties. Overturning a kettle of boiling water that had been placed by her mother on a bench outside the home at Carr Fork, Bingham Canyon, Hll ma, 2 years of age, daughter of Mrs. Ell Perttunen, was so terribly scald ed that she died six hours later. Nicholas Vacos, convicted of mur der In the second degree for the kill tag of John Contos, the Greek mer chant, at Ogden, early In April, 1909, has been sentenced to thirty-thre- e years' Imprisonment, the motion for a new trial having been overruled. Resenting being called a "nigger, U M. Duncan, colored, watchman for construction company in Salt Lake City, shot and probably fatally wound ed Archie Fane, a blacksmith's helper, employed in the Rio Grande shops. Fane Is In the hospital and Duncan Is In Jail. L. R. Culver, a member of the SaU Lake Aero club, attempted to make a flight at Mldvale on Sunday In a ma chine built by himself. When the machine reached a height of fifty feet, It fell, and although Culver escaped Injury, the machine was partially wrecked. Rush lake, near Stockton, which years ago dried up and since then has existed only In the memories of the early pioneers, Is again a thing of the present. This sheet of water was, and Is again, over five miles in length and of an average width of a mile and a half. Farming is carried on extensively in the valleys of Summit county, which is known as one of the great hay raising counties. One farm alone last year producing $20,000 worth of hay. Dairying is another Industry carried on extensively by the farmers of the county. Summit (ounty has no bonded or floating debt. The assessed valuation of the county s $5,231,667 and the property owned by the county, that Is court house, jail and other property, amounts to $50,000. There are two forest reserves In ihe county the Ashley and the I'lntah. The news comes from Green River of the drowning of Mads Mndaen, aged CO, and who leaves a wife and five children. Madsen with five other men, was crossing the river on a when he was accidentally knocked from the boat, and, after swimming quite a distance, sank within 100 feet of the shore. John Freed, a tailor, was found In a mudhole In north Salt Luke on Sunday morning, and died a short time later. It Is believed that he missed the last ear to his home early Sunday morning and started to walk, was stricken and fell Into the mudhole. A gas tank In the baggage car of an Oreijou Short Line train caught fire when the train was ten miles out of Ogden bound for Salt Uike. The baggageman fought the flames from spreading Into the woodwork of the car until It arrived In Salt Luke City, when assistance was secured. . $l,2.-0.00- ' ' t. mm j - o- - Mill n ijf U MO jy jionmr ul r Y CO, e Win-throp- e, ffp$ CHAPTER IX. Continued. Blake and Miss Leslie turned to stare at the droves of animals moving about between them and the border of the tall grass. Miss Leslie was the first to speak. "They can't be cattle, Mr. Wlnthrope. There are some with stripes. 1 do believe they're zebras!" commanded An effective remedv ,rn. ally break up a cold in tweml? hours, Is easily made by mill, gether In a large bottle two nun8" Glycerine, a of VirTn V01 of Pine compound pure and e, ounces oi pure wnisky. fhla ni ture will cure any couch able, and is not expensive as itBit enough to last the average famn. ntlrn vonr VlrHn nn W14 ui nne . pound pure Is prepared laboratories of the Leach ChiJx o ,. The utory opens with the Hlilpwtwk of the HU'ittiKT on which Minx (icncvlr-vl.cfilli', an American tielrets, Iord un KriKllHhnmn, and Tom Iilake, h linimiue American, were paHnenKm. The three were toHtted upon an uninhabited In In ml and were the only one not drowned. Milk recovered from a drunk en dliipor. Hluke, ahnnried on the boat, beeauxe of his rouKhneHH, became a hero br prenerver of the lielplen pair. The KriKliMiinan whs aulnx for the hand of Minn Iilake started to swim back to the ahip to recover what wan left. Iilake returned safely. Wlnthrope wnxted hia hint match on a cigarette, fur which he was scored by Blake. Their llrnt meal was a dead fifth. The trio atari ed a ten mile hike for higher land, Thirat atHluke wa compelled to tacked them. ricarry MIms 1bII on account of wenenpen. Me taunted Wlnthrope. They tered the jiinglo. That nlfiht wn panned rooming; hlKli In a tree. The next morning they degcended to the open hkhIii. All three ronntructed hnt to nhield themselves from the sun. They then feojtted food. on roeoanuts, the only procurable MIbh IycMlle showed a liking- - for Blake, hut detested his rouKhness. lied by Blake they established a home In some cIIITh. Blake found a fresh water spring. Mist Ieslle faced an unpleasant situation. They planned their campaign, down!" ... n Remedy ,n . ? SYNOPSIS. "Get Home-Mad- e Free from Oolat.. half-ounc- RAYWALmtJ W ILWmWM A.C1MVAC e$ (0PYi6r Simple Blake. They're all wild game. Those big ox-lik- e fellows to the left of the zebras are eland. Wheel wouldn't we be In It If we owned that water hole? Ill bet I'd have one of those fat beeves inside three days." "How I should enjoy a Juicy steak!" murmured Miss Leslie. "Raw or Jerked?" questioned Blake. "What Is 'Jerked?'" "Dried." "Oh, no; I mean broiled Just red Inside." "I prefer mine quite rare," added Wlnthrope. "That's the way you'll get It, damned rare Beg your pardon, Miss Jenny! Without Are, we'll have the choice of raw or Jerked." "Bitten? Yes, by John Barleycorn!" "Horrors!" "Jerked meat Is all right Ton cut The Englishman jerked the band your game in strips " away "With a penknife!" laughed Miss "Ow! That burns!" Leslie. Blake shook the glass in their beBlake stared at her glumly. 'That's wildered faces. so. You've got It back on me Butch"Look there!" he shouted, "there's er a beef with a penknife! We'll have fire; there's water; there's birds' at eggs and beefsteaks! Here's where we to take It raw, and that." trek on the back trail. We'll smoke "Haven't I heard of bamboo out that leopard In short order!" knives?" said Wlnthrope. "You don't mean to say, Blake " dog-fashio- n "Bamboo?" "Im sure I can't say, but as I remember. It seems to me that the varnish-like glaze " . "Silica? Say, that would cut meat But where In where in hades are the . bamboos?" 'Tni sure I can't say. Only I remember that I have seen them In other tropical places, you know." "Meantime I prefer cocoanuts, until we have a fire to broil our steaks," remarked Miss Leslie. "Ditto, Miss Jenny, long's we have the nuts and no meat. I'm a vegetarian now but maybe my mouth ain't watering for something else. Look at all those chops and roasts and stews running around out there!" "They are making for the grass." observed Wlnthrope. "Hadn't we bet-1 ter start?" "Nuts won't weigh so much without the shells. We'll eat right here." There were only a few nuts left "No; I mean to do! Don't worry. You can hide with Miss Jenny on the point, while I engineer the deal. Fall In." The day was still fresh when they found themselves back at the foot of the cliff. Here arose a heated debate between the men. Wlnthrope, stung by Blake's jeering words. Insisted upon sharing the attack, though with no great enthusiasm." Much to Blake's surprise. Miss Leslie came to the support of the Englishman. "But, Mr. Blake," she argued, "you say It will be perfectly safe for us here. If so, It will be safe for myself alone." "I can play this game without him." "No doubt. Yet if, as you say, you expect to keep off the leopard with a torch, would It not be well to have Mr. Wlnthrope at hand with other torches, should yours burn out?" "Yes; If I thought he'd be at hand after the first scare." Wlnthrope started oft almost on a run. At that moment he might have faced the leopard single-handeBlake chuckled as he swung away after his victim. Within ten paces, however, he paused to call back over his shoulder: "Get around the point, Miss Jenny, and if you want something to do, try braiding the coconnut fiber." Miss Leslie made no response; but she stood for some time gazing after the two men. There was so much that was characteristic even In this rear view. For all his anger and his haste, the Englishman bore himself with an air of well-brenicety. Ills trim, erect figure needed only a fresh suit On the other to be Irreproachable. hand, a careless observer, at first glance, might have mistaken Hluke, with his flannel shirt and shouldered club, for a hulking navvy. But there was nothing of the navvy in his swinging stride or In the resolute poise of his head as he came up with Wlnthrope. Though the girl was not given to re flection, the contrast between the uv could not but Impress her. How wvi: her countryman coarse, uncultured, but full of brute strength and courage fitted In with those primitive surroundings. Whereas Wlnthrope and They were drained and cracked and The scooped out, one after another. last chanced to break evenly across the middle. "Hello," said Blake, "the lower part of this will do for a bowl, Miss Jenny. When you've eaten the cream, put it In your pocket. Say, Win, have you got the bottle and keys and" "All safe everything." "Are you sure, Mr. Wlnthrope?") asked Miss Leslie. "Mens pockets seem so open. Twice I've had to pick up Mr. Blake's locket." "Locket?" echoed Blake. "The Ivory locket. Women may be curious, Mr. Blake, but I assure you, I did not look Inside, though" Let me give It here quick!" gasped Blake. Startled by his tone and look, Miss Leslie caught an oval shaped object from the side pocket of the coat, and thrust it into Blake's outstretched hand. For a moment he stared at It. unablo to believe his eyes; then he leaped up, with a yell Hint sent the droves of zebras and antelope flying into the tall grass. "Oh! oh!" screamed Miss Leslie. "Is It a snuke? Are you bitten?" "Bitten? Yes, by John Barleycorn ! Must have been fuzzy drunk to put It In my coat' Always carry It In my herself fob pocket. What a blasted Infernal She fell Into a kind of disquieted idiot I've been! Kick mo, Win, kick brown study. Her eyes had an odd Die hard!" look, both startled and meditative I nay, IHako, what Is It? I don't such a look as might be expected of qtilln take you. If you would only " one who for the first time Is peering "Fin?! lire! Can't you see? we've beneath the surface of things, anil sees the naked Realities of Life, the got all hell beat! Look here." lie snapped open the slide of the real values, bared of masking convensupposed locket, and before either of tions. It may have been that, she was bis companions could realize what he seeking to ponder the meaning of her that he bad caught u vou'.'l bo about, was ' focusing the own existence leim of a surveyor's magnifying glass glimpse of the vanity and wasteful-iickh- , the utter futility of her Hie. At upon the bik of Wlnthrune'a hand. the best, It could only have been a glimpse. But was not that enough? "Of what use are such people as I?" she cried. "That man may be rough and coarse even a brute; but be at least does things IH show him that I can do things, too!" She hastened out around the corner of the cliff to the spot where they had spent the night. Here she gathered together the cocoanut husks, and seat ing herself In the shade of the overhanging ledges began to pick at the coarse fiber. It was cruel work for her soft fingers, not yet fully healed from the thorn wounds. At times the pain and an overpowering sense of injury brought tears to her eyes; still more often she dropped the work In despair of her awkwardness. Yet al ways she returned to the task with re newed energy. After no little perseverance, she found how to twist the fiber and plait It into cord. At best it was slow work, and she did not see how she should ever make' enough cord for a . Yet, as she caught the knack of the work and her fingers became more nimble she began to enjoy the novel pleasure of producing something. She had quite forgotten to feel Injured, and was learning to endure with pa tlence the rasping of the fiber between her fingers, when Wlnthrone came (flamberlng around the corner of the fish-line- cliff. "What Is It?" she exclaimed, spring ing up and hurrying to meet him. He was white and quivering, and the look In his eyes filled her with dread. Her voice shrilled to a scream "He's dead!" Wlnthrope shook his head. "Then he's hurt! he's hurt by that savage creature, and you've run off and left him" "No, no, Miss Genevieve, I must Insist! The fellow Is not even scratched." came leaping and tumbling down the path, all Blnged and blinded. Blake fired the big truss of grass, and the brute rolled right Into the flames. It was shocking dreadfully shocking! The wretched creature writhed and leaped about till It plunged Into the pool. When it sought to crawl out all black and hideous, Blake went up and killed It with his club crushed In its skull Ugh!" Miss Leslie gazed at the unnerved Englishman with calm scrutiny. "But why should you feel so about "Was it not the It?" she asked. beast's life against ours?" "But so horrible a death!" "I'm sure Mr. Blake would have preferred to shoot the creature had he a gun. Having nothing else than fire, I think it was all very brave of him. Now we are sure of water and food. Had we not best be going?" "It was to fetch you that Blake sent me." Wlnthrope spoke with perceptible stiffness. He was chagrined, not only by her commendation of Blake, but by the Indifference with which she had met his agitation. They started at once, Miss Leslie In the lead. As they rounded the point she caught sight of the smoke still rising from the cleft. A little later she noticed the vultures which were streaming down out of the sky from all quarters other than seaward. Their focal point seemed to be the trees at the foot of the cleft A nearer view showed that they were alighting in the thorn bushes on the south border of the wood. Of Blake there was nothing to be seen until Miss Leslie, still in the lead, pushed In among the trees. There they found him crouched beside a small fire, near the edge of the pool. He did not look up. His eyes, were riveted In a hungry stare upon several pieces of flesh, suspended over the flames on spits of green twigs. "Hello!" he sang out as he heard their footsteps. "Just In time, Miss Jenny. Your broiled steak'U be ready In short order." "Oh, build up the fire! 'I'm simply ravenous!" she exclaimed, between impatience and delight. Wlnthrope was hardly less keen; yet his hunger did not altogether blunt his curiosity. "I say, Blake," he inquired, "where did you get the meat?" "Stow It, Win, my boy. This ain't a packing house. The stuff may be tough, but it's not er the other thing. Here you are, Miss Jenny. Chew it off the stick." Though Wlnthrope had his suspicions, he took the piece of flesh which Blake handed him in turn and fell to eating without further ques tion. As Blake had surmised, the roast proved far other than tender. Hunger, however, lent It a most appetizing flavor. The repast ended when there was nothing left to devour. Blake threw away his empty spit and rose to stretch. He "waited for Miss Leslie to swallow her last mouthful and then began to chuckle. "What's the ' Joke?" asked Wlnthrope. Blake looked at him solemnly. "Well now, that was downright mean of me," he drawled; "after rob blng them, to laugh at It!" "Robbing who?" "The buzzards." "You've fed us on leopard meat! It's It's disgusting!" "I found It filling. How about you Miss Jenny?" Miss Leslie did not know whether tc laugh or to give way to a feeling o1 nausea. She did neither. "Can we not find the spring of whlct you spoke?" she asked. "I am thirsty.' "Well, I guess the Are Is about burnt out," assented Blake. "Come on; weT see." The cleft now had a far different as pect from what it had presented on their first visit. The largest of th trepg, though scorched about the base still stood with unwithered foliage little harmed by the fire. But manj of their small companions had beei killed and partly destroyed by the heat and flames from the burning brush. Ii places the fire was yet smouldering. half-burne- d "Then why?" "It was the horror of It all. It actually made me 111." "You frightened me almost to death. Did the beast chase you?" (TO BR CONTINUKD.) "That would have been better, In a I'm way. Really, it was horrible! "Navigates" Hit Farm. still slek over it. Miss Genevieve." A. story which almost parallels that "But tell me about it. Did you set told of Capt Gray, the sallor-farme- i fire to the bushes In the cleft, as Mr. of Toddy Pond, who Is said to carry Blake" compass on his plow to run the fur wo nfter had fetched what we rows "Yes; comes from Cranberrj could carry of that long grass two biat isles. straight, One sea captain, who enjoyt trusses. It grows 10 or 12 feet tall, the distinction of owning ont and Is now quite dry. Part of It Blake of proud the very few horses on the Island made Into torches, nnd we fired the nlarmed for fear that he woulc bush all across the foot of the cleft. got lose his beurlngs In the recent smoke Really, one would not have thought and on tho voracious accounts of sobei there was that much dry wood In so citizens took the blnnaclo from the green a dell. On either side of tho vessel and strapped It alongside tin rill the grass and brush flared like scat of his wagon, fearing that th tinder, and the flames swept, up the cleft far quicker than we had ex-- , weather might become so thick thai he would lose his bearings and ., pected. AVe could hear them crackling to navigate In what was worse taau i and mating louder than ever after the fog. It Is currently reported that he smoke shut out our view." shouts at his team to turn to star "Surely, there is nothing so very board or port, Instead of the tuor horrible in that." conventional landluhbe' terms usual "No. oh, no; it was not that. But ly Kennebec employed. the beast the leopard! At first we1 Journal. beard one roar; then It was that dreadful utmrllng and yelilng most "I love you' lasts longer when i awful squalling! The wretched thing urowa from "1 like you." h-- imi Cincinnati. Co., O. An Easy Job. think that vou enn my daughter happy?" asked Mr. Do you rox. 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