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Show PAGE THREV BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER, THURSDAY, MAY 14, 1931 'TTT?tTTt?TTtt Ci matron By EDNA FERBER Copyrif bt by Edna Fvt& WNU Berries. Jesse Rickey, the printer (known, naturally, to lils familiars as "Gin" fckey, owing to his periods of Intern petancc) and black Isaiah were, nest to Sabra, most responsible for the astounding fact that the Cravat family finally was settled In the house nnd office. The front door, which was the office entrance, faced the wide wallow of the main street. In the midst of clay and refuse. In a sort of lived little Isaiah; rather, he slept there, like a faithful dog, for all day long he was about the house and the printing office, tireless, willing, He belonged to Sabra, invaluable. body and soul, as completely as though the Civil war had never been. A little servant of twelve, born to labor, he became as dear to Sabra, as accustomed, as one of her own children, despite her southern training and his black skin. He dried the dishes, a towel tied round bis neck; he laid the table; he was playmate and nursemaid for Clm: he ran errands, a swift and Mercury, he was a born .reporter, and, In the course of his day's scurrying about the town on this errand or that brought Into Sabra's kitchen more Items of news and gossip (which were later transferred to the newspaper office) than a whole staff of trained newspaper men could shed-kenne- l, splay-foote- d have done. He was so little, so black, eo.Htbe, so harmless looking, that his whence was, more often than not, Cipletely overlooked. The saloon loungers, cowboys, rangers, and homesteaders In and about the town alternately spoiled and plagued him. Sabra, in time, taught him to read, write, and figure. He was quick to learn, industrious, lovable. He thought he actually belonged to her. He cleared the unsightly back yard of its litter of tin cans and refuse. Together he and Sabra even tried to plant a little garden In this barren sanguine clay. More than anything else, Sabra missed the trees and flowers. In the whole town of almost ten thousand inhabitants there were two trees: stunted Jack oaks. Sometimes she dreamed of lilies of the valley the translucent, almost liquid green of their stems and leaves, the perfumed purity of their white bells. All this, however, came later. These first few days were filled to overflowing with the labor of making the house habitable and the office and plant fit for Yancey's professional pursuits. Already his talents as a silver-tongu- e were being sought in defense of murderers, horse thieves, land grabbers, and more civil offenders In all the surrounding towns and counties. Even a horse thief, that blackest of cfinals in this country, was said to i5ve a bare chance for his life if Yancey Cravat could be Induced to plead for him and provided always, of course, that the posse had not dealt with the offender first. Tancey, from the time he rose In the morning until he went to bed late at night, was always a little by the whisky he drank. This, together with a natural fearlessness, an enormous vitality, and a devouring Interest in everybody and everything In this fantastic Oklahoma country, gained him friends and enemies In almost equal proportion. In the ten days following their arrival In Osage, his one Interest seemed to bt the tracing of the Pegler murderfor he scoffed at the idea that his predecessor's death was due to any other cause.. Sabra argued with him, almost hysterically, but in vain. "Too didn't do anything about helping them catch tbs Kid, out there on the prairie, when they were looking for him, and yon knew where he was or Just about and he had killed a man, too, and robbed a bank, and I don't know what an." "That was different The Kid's different,'' Yancey answered, unreason ably and lnfurlatlngly. Afferent! How different T What's Pegler to you ! They'll kill yon, over-stimulat- ' Mary Gaddie Elected President Agenda Club (Taken from "Searchlight") Agenda club elections, for officers for next year, were held Tuesday, May twelfth. The candidates for officers were: President Mary Gaddie, Bonnie Bowcutt. Maxine Austin, Vice President Faye Adams. Lola Secretary and Treasurer Gunnel 1, Lydia Meister. The girls that won the elections were: Mary Gaddie president; Maxvice president; Lydia ine Austin Meister secretary and treasurer. We feel that these girls are very capable for these offices and that they will carry on the work successfully. too they'll shoot yon down and then what shall 1 do Cim Cim and I here, alone Tsncey. darling I love you so If anything should happen to you " She waxed Incoherent. "Listen, honey, llusb your crying and listen. Try to understand. The Kid's a terror. He's a bad one. But it Isn't his fault The government at Washington made him an outlaw. The Kid's father rode the range before there were fences or railroads In Kan sas, and when this part of the country J was running wua wuu longnorn cattle that had descended straight from the animals that the Spaniards had brought over four centuries ago. The railroads began coming in. The set tiers came with it, from the Gulf coast up across Texas, through the Indian territory to the end of steel at Abilene, Kan. The Kid was brought up to all that Freighters, bull whackers, mule skinners, hunters, and all he knew. Into cowboys th! Dodge City. uh perhaps nine months' pay jiujrliuK In his pocket I'll bet neither the Kid nor his father before him ever saw a nickel or a dime. They wouldn't have bothered with such chicken feed. Silver dollars were the smallest coin they knew. They worked for it, too. I've seen seventy-fiv- e thousand cattle at a time waiting shipment to the East with lads like the Kid in charge. The Kid's grandThe father was a buffalo hunter. range was the only life they wanted. Along comes the government What happens? They take the range away from the cattle men and cowboysi the free range that never belonged to them really, but that they had come to think of as theirs through right of use. Squatters come In, Sooners, too, and Nesters, and then the whole rush of the Opening. The range is cut up into town sites, and the town Into lots, before their very eyes. Why, it must have sickened them killed them almost to see it. "Wilderness one day ; town sites the next And the cowboys and rangers having no more chance than chips In a flood. Can't you see It? Shanties where the horizon used to be; grocery stores on the old buffalo trails. They went plumb locoed, I, tell you. They couldn't fight progress, but they could get revenge on the people who had taken their world away from them and cut it Into little strips and dirtied it "The Kid's bad, yes. They dont come worse than he. And they'll get But the man who him, eventually. fathered him needn't be ashamed of him. There's no yellow in the Kid." ' For one dreadful sickening second something closed with Iron fingers Sabra Cravat's heart and squeezed it and it ceased to beat. White faced, her dark eyes searched her husband's face. Wichita whispers. Kansas slander. But that face was all exaltation, like the face of an evangelist, and as pure. His eyes were glowing. The Iron fingers relaxed. "But Pegler. The men who killed Pegler. Why are they so much around worse" Dirty Jackals hired by politicians.'' "But why? Why?" "Because Pegler had the same Idea I have that here's a chance to start clean, right from scratch. Live and let live. Clean politics Instead of the skulduggery all around; a new way of living and of .thinking, because we've had a chance to see how rotten and narrow and bigoted the other way has been. Here everything's fresh. It's all to do, and we can do It. There's never been a chance like It in the world. We can make a model empire out of this Oklahoma country, with all the mistakes of the other pioneers to profit by. New England, and California, and the settlers of the Middle West It got away from them, and they fell Into the rut Ugly "Skunks. white-livere- d poll-tic- s, ugly towns, ugly buildings, ugly minds." He was off again, Sabra, all Impatience, stopped him. "But Pegler. What's that got to do She hated the name. with Pegler?" She hated the dead man who was stalking their new life and threatening to destroy "I saw that one copy of his paper. H called it the New Day poor devil And in it he named names, and he outlined a policy and a belief something like well along the lines I've tried to explain to you. He accused the government of robbing the Indians. He acccused the settlers of cheating it And when I find the nan who killed Pegler I'll face him with It and 111 publish his name, and If he's alive by rhen ril bring him to justice and I'll pee him strung up on a tree. If 1 don't it'll be because I'm not alive my sell" "Oh, G d!" whimpered Sabra, and sank, a limp bundle of misery, into his arms. But those arms were, suddenly, no haven, no shelter. He put her from him, gently, but with Iron firmness, and walked out of the house, through the newspaper office, down the broad and sinister red road. CHAPTER IV Tancey put his question wherever he came upon a little group of three or four lounging on saloon or store porch or street corner. "How did Pegler come to die?" The effect of the question always was the same. One minute they were standing sociably, gossiping, rolling cigarettes; citizens at ease in their shirt sleeves. Tancey would stroll up with his light, graceful step, his white sombrero with the two bullet holes in its crown, his d Prince Albert, bis fine boots. He would ask his question. As though by magic the group dispersed, faded, vanished. Tancey strolled out Into the glaring sunshine of Pawhuska avenue. Indians, Mexicans, cowboys, solid citizens lounged In whatever of shade could be found in the hot, dry. dusty street. On the corner stood Pete Pitchlyn talking to . the Spaniard, Estevan Miro. They were the gossips of the town, these two. This Yancey knew. News not only of the town, but of the Territory not alone of the Territory but of the whole brilliant from Texas burning Southwest, through New Mexico Into Arizona, 6ieved through this pair. Mlro not only knew; he sold his knowledge. The Spaniard was very quiet and his movements appeared slow because of their feline grace. Eternally he rolled cigarettes in the cowboy fashion, with exquisite deftness. Pete Pitchlyn, famous Indian scout of a bygone day, - had grown potbellied and flabby, now that the Indians were rotting on their reservations and there, was no more work for him to do. He was a vast fellow, his height of six feet three now balanced by his bulk. Late in his hazardous career as a scout on the plains Pitch lyn had been shot in the left heel by It was a poisoned Indian arrow. thought he would surely die. This falling, It was then thought he would lose that leg. But a combination of unlimited whisky, a constitution made up of chilled steel, and a determina tion that those varmints should never kill him, somehow caused him not only to live but to keep the poison-ravage- d leg clinging to his carcase. Stubbornly he had refused to have it ampu tated, and by a miracle It had failed to send its poison through the rest of that Iron frame. But the leg had withered and shrunk until now it was fully twelve Inches shorter than the He refused to use sound limb. crutches or the clumsy mechanical de vices of the day, and got about with astonishing speed and agility. When he stood on the sound leg be was, with his magnificent breadth of shoulders, a giant of six feet three. But occa sionally the sound leg tired, and he would rest it by slumping for a moment on the other. He then became a runt of five feet high. These two specimens of the South west it was that Yancey now ap proached, his step a saunter, his manner carefree, even bland. Almost imperceptibly the two seemed to stiffen, as though bracing themselves for action. In the old scout it evidenced itself In his sudden emergence from lounging er ile to statuesque giant In the Spaniard you sensed, rather than saw, only a curiously rippling motion of the muscles beneath the smooth tawny skin, like a snake that glides before it really moves to go. They stood, the three, wary, silent. Yancey balanced gayly from shining boot toe to high heel and back again. Tancey put the eternal question of high-heele- y y dead-aliv- e Bothwell - . A 1 , . - POLITICS and I PERSONALITIES them-selve- s, if? How Much Arc You Worth? "Oh, my heavens, Tancey I Indians 1 Ton and your miserable dirty Indians ! Tou'rt always going on about them as ... Deweyrille hard-boile- them." if they mattered t The sooner they're all dead the better. What good are they? Filthy, thieving, lasy things. They won't work. Tou've said so yourself. They Just squat there, rot:.. ting "I've tried ft explain to you," Tancey began, gently, "White men can't do those things to a helpless " "And so they killed him l" Sabra cried, irrelevantly. "And they'll kill you, too. Oh, Tancey please please I don't want to be a pioneer woman. I thought I did, but I don't I can't make things different I liked them as they were. Comfortable and safe. Let tbem alone. I don't want to live In a model empire. Darling! Darling! Let's just make It a town like Wichita . . . with trees . . . and not killpeople being sociable ing each other all the time . . . school chufch on Sunday . . . for Cim. . . ." The face she adored was a mask. The ocenn-grneyes were slate-granow, with the look she had seen and dreaded cold, determined, relentless. "All right Go back there. Go back to your trees and your churches and your sidewalks and your Sunday roast family. beef and your smug, But not met Me, I'm staying here. J. and Mr. Jervel Rasmussen, 4. per with the man who was asking a Tuesday there was a Form Bureau fatal question fatal not only to the asker but to the one who should be meeting held in connection with the Relief Society. After the Relief Sofoolhardy enough to answer It He knew Tancey, admired him, wished ciety meeting the ladies made color him well. Tet there was little be cards. There were 14 ladies present Mrs. Alvin Nor , of this place had Mr. and Mrs. C 0. Anderson visited dared say now before the reptilian her guest, her sister, Mrs. Geo. as Miro. Tancey continued, conversa- their mother, Mrs. P. M. Iverson, of of Honeyville, over the week Orme, Bear River City, Sunday. tionally: end. Miss Stella Bosley, a sister og Guy "I understand there's an element B. P. Gardner and son, Bennie, were rarln' around town bragging that Bosley, is here from San Francisco, they're going to make Osage the ter- for a few week's visit with Mr .and visiting relatives at Ogden last week. ' Mr. and Mrs. Fred Harwood and ror of the Southwest like Abilene and Mrs. Gug Bosley. Mr. and Mrs. Buchway and Miss children, of Salt Lake were visiting Dodge City in the old days; and the Cimarron. I'm interviewing citizens Verbo Sessions, of Ogden and Mr. relatives here the week end. of note," continued Tancey, blandly, and Mrs. Alvin Evans, and daughter, The following were at the home of "on whether they think this town Afton were dinner guests of Mrs. Elzo Mr. and Mrs. M. A. Lish Sunday; ought to be run on that principle or Sessions Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Fred Harwood and chilon a Socratle one that the more modMiss Maurine Anderson, of Logan, dren, of Salt Lake, Mrs. T. R. Ault, ern element has In miiid." He Ufted and Ray Anderson, of Smithfield, Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Lish and family, his great head and turned his rare spent Mother's Day with their moth- Mr. and Mrs. A. R. Burbank and sons, gaze full on thc little Spaniard. Ill er, Mrs. Eli Anderson. all of Deweyville. gray eyes, quizzical, mocking, met the Mrs. Daisy Ambler was the dinner Mrs. John Eckley is recovering from black eyes, and the darker ones shiftof Mrs. Henry Newman, Sunday a sudden illness. ed. "Are you at all familiar with the guest Mrs. L. E. Allred, with her visitors Earl eJnsen is 6loyly recovering at works of Socrates 'Socrates . . . Mr. and Mrs. Cox, Mrs. Munsen and his home . whom well Inspir'd the oracle pro-- Mrs. here. Burdette yede in Ogden visiting Mr. Mrs. and Miller and Wilford (To Be Continued) friends, Monday. were at Virginia daughter, Logan and Mr. and Mrs. Harry Drew attended their dinner bridge club Saturday at Petersboro, Sunday. ! the home of E. J. Wmzeler of TremonSunday at Sunday School a splen. did program was rendered and a toton. .1 j. Mrs. Reed Peterson and Mrs. Eli ken of love and esteem was presented Thursday, Mr .and Mrs. Ezra Harthe form of a book let to all the ris and Mrs. Clarence Summers attend Anderson visited Mrs. Enock Hunsa in mothers of the ward. .of ker Honeyville Sunday evening. ed the luncheon held at the Bigelow Mr. Mrs. T. V. and Mr. Summers visit and Mrs. 0. G. Harwood and Hotel. The luncheon was given by the Merchant Division of the Cham- ed Mr. and Mrs. Ervin Summers, Sun- family called o nrelatives here Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Harwood visited ber of Commerce and they entertained day. Donna Marble of Honeyville visited relatives at Burley, Idaho, the week the Farm Bureau Extension workers end. and Presidents of Box Elder County. overnight with Leila Stark. Mr. and Mrs. Ervin Crosley and chil Mr. and Mrs. Duett Loveland and After the luncheon they all enjoyed a show, returning home late Thurs dren, and Mrs. Walter Sorensen of Og son, Darrell and daughter, Mildred den spent the day with Mr. and Mrs. Jean, went to Ogden Sunday where day evening. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Drew attended Earl Newman, Sunday. Mrs. New- they met Mr. and Mrs. John Becker. a bridge party at the home of Mrs. man served a delicious dinner and af- They all enjoyed a sight seeing trip W. E. Getz of Tremonton, Wednesday, ter they visited Miss Gladys Payne at in the southern part of the state. Mrs. Lewis Anderson visited Mrs. the Valley Hospital, who underwent Mrs. Bert Staggles and children re an operation for appendicitis. Her Ervin Summers Tuesday. to their home in Salt Lake turned Miss Helen Christensen and Leona condition is improving. Saturday. Mrs. William Payne and son, John, Stokes were the dinner guests and Miss Clarice Barns, of Sunnyside, were dinner guests of Mrs. Earl NewNichols. visitors of Gertrude Sunday was a guest at lunch at Washington man Sunday. Bert Hunsaker and Thomas Stokes Mrs. Isac Burnhope entertained at the home of her uncle. T. R. Ault were in Salt Lake on business Mon a birthday and Mother's Day family Saturday. Mrs. Duett Loveland and day. dinner Sunlay. Covers were laid for Mrs. T. R. Ault accompanied her to Mrs. L. E. Allred has Mrs. Albert 15 Tremonton where they spent t pleaswith a center Munsen, of Butte, Montana, visiting and carnations. A of pink rose buds ant afternoon. Miss Barns will visit dindelicious very her for a few yeeks. a few days with her aunt, Mrs. T. A. ner was served and all. enjoyed by Mr. Joseph T. Johnson of Ogden, Mr. Eli Anderson returned home Carter, before returning to her home. visited Mrs. Nels Anderson Sunday from Coalville where he has been Tuesday, Mr. and Mrs. John Beck and Monday. Mr. Johnson was a for of Ogden, called on their parents, er, the month. shearing sheep past mer resident of Bothwell. Mr. and Mrs. Roscoe Anderson vis- Mr. and Mrs. T. R. Ault. Miss Rae Empey attended the fu ited Miss Louise Heusser visited here Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Summers neral of LaRae Daynes, of Logan, Sun her parents Sunday. with Sunday evening. day, son of Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Day There yas a surprise party tenderMr. and Mrs. C J. Dewey, of Tre-nes. 1 i' ed LaMont Summers at his home Mon monion, were caning on relatives acre Miss Leola Seely and Miss Lola . his it evenThe day, being Sunday. birthdoy. Madsen spent the week end at their Mrs. 0. G. Harwood and son, Biling was spent in playing games and homes in Brigham. refreshments of were served later, Ogden, are visiting at the home ly, by Mrs. Lewis Sorensen and son Rulen Mrs. their Summers of and all the parents, Mr. and Mrs. Peter enjoyed by of Salt Lake and Mr. and Mrs. F. 0. Jensen, guests. Jorgensen, of Logan, visited and were Mrs. Charles ' Dewey and littks dinner guests of Mrs. and Dr. Eli daughters, of Brigham City, visited at Hawkins Sunday. homes of their parents, Mr. and the Mr. Carl and Geo. Nelson of Salt Mrs. J. I. Dewey and Mr. and Mrs. Lake visited Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Stokes Jos. Heusser, of this place, Sunday, Sunday. They were also dinner guests Mrs. T. R, Ault, Mrs. Duett Loveof Mr. and Mrs. Edward Stark. land and Mrs. Myrtle Knudson and Mrs. Daisy Ambler of Ogden spent 4 daughter, Eva, were in Brigham City Sunday and Monday visiting Mr. and Why not Newton D. Baker? one day last week. Mrs. Ezra Harris. That question occurs with increas Billy Germer is recovering from his Mr. and Mrs. Bert Firth and small ing frequency in discussions of possi accident. children were in Ogden visiting their ble Democratic presidential candidates Mrs. Geo Record visited relatives In parents, Mr. and Mrs. John C. Quids The fact that Mr. Baker, when ques- Tremonton one day last week. and Mr. and Mrs. Eob't Firth. tioned recently, neither denied nor an Mrs. Marion Summers and son, Bob- nounced his candidacy, has given new by, visited with her mother, Mrs. T. interest to the subject. His position D. Davis, of Garland, Wednesday. as a presidential aspirant is unique. Mrs. L. E. Allred entertained at a The political assets of the Secretary family dinner Sunday, it being Moth- of War under Wilson are dependent er's Day. The guests were, besides almost entirely on the continued revithe family, Mr. and Mrs. S. I. Cox, val of public interest in certain intermother of Mrs. Allred, Mrs. Mary Nor national questions which, however im ris of Idaho Falls, and Mrs. Alton portant in cannot yet be Burdette of California, sisters of Mrs. classed as outstanding election issues. Allred, and Mrs. Albert Munsen, of In brief, he is above all things an Butte, Montana. ardent Wilsonian and a consistant Miss Ruby Hunsaker and sisters, League of Nations banner carrier. Martha Ann and Maryene, visited It is true that the people as a whole their yrandmother, Mrs. T. H. Priest, prefer to wage verbal battles over pro of Brigham, Saturday. hibition, taxation, and other mattei'3 Mr. and Mrs. Harry Drew were din- that seem nearer home than Geneva ner guests of Mrs. Carrie Drew and If Newton D. Baker makes the necesBessie Drey, Sunday. sary headway to qualify him for the Mr. and Mrs. Ervin Summers and nomination next year, it will be bechildren and John Whitmore visited cause of two things the tariff and Mrs. N. B. Marble of Deweyville, Sun- the economic depression. In times of day. prosperity, the public is inclined to Mr. Joseph T. Johnson visited Mr. regard the tariff as a purely national, and Mrs. Edward Stark Sunday. if not local, issue. But with former Mr. and Mrs. Nephi Nessen and d protectionists and politiHiss Zelda Nessen visited Mr. and cians preaching downward tariff reMrs. C. 0. Ajidersen, Wednesday. vision and pointing overseas to subMr, and Mrs, Oscar Forsberg of Salt stantiate their resmons, the Wilson Lake visited their parents, Mr. and doctrines of international good will Mrs. Nels Anderson, Sunday. and cooperation begin to look less like Miss Dorothy Summers, Mrs. Leila dreams and more like bread and butThis question does sound Stark and Dorothy Anderson attended ter. Furthermore, Mr. Baker will appersonal, and it is. We the Biology excursion to Logan, Fri- peal to a small but potent group of don't want you to teB day. Democrats who cherish the memory ' Willard us now, but we do Anderson, the of Wilson and resent the party's deson of Mr. and Mrs. John Anderson, viation from his policies. you to begin the Wedneshabit of depositing a fixnarrowly escaped drowning, The greatest drawback in the Baker day, when he was walking over the for President movement is the profued amount of vour weekfoot bridge by his home and his dog sion of favorite sons in his own state ly income at the Tremonbrushed past him and he lost his bal- of Ohio, which boasts at least four out ton Banking Co. each ance and fell in but caught on a small Jhrefulsu Besides, FranM-li- n standing week. In reward for this wire. His screams were heard by Mrs Roosevelt, another though less ferof helping yourmethod Eggley and her daughter, and owing vent Wilson admirer and League enfinancial intoward to their quickness he was rescued. self is much stronger politically thusiast, Marjorie Stokes was the dinner than Baker. One must fall back on dependency we pay you guest of Dorothy Anderson Sunday. can hapthat the old saw "anything Mrs. Rob't Wilson and Mrs. Ross in a Democratic convention." The pen Murphy, of Ogden, have been visiting question "Why not Baker?" is still a Mr. and Mrs. Guy Bosley the past pertinent one. week. Mr. and Mrs. Nels Anderson attendMilton Anderson telephoned the annually so that you wil) ed a birthday dinner at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Carl Johnson, of Gar- theatre ticket; off?c ""d nsked: "Cnn be worth more than you T vet a box for two?" land, Sunday. have actually deposited. pnpwered: "We A nuzrlod vo?r Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Summers Save now and be proud to were the dinner guests of Mr. and don't have boxes for two." answer that oft asked Mrs. T. V. Summers, Sunday. ::Tsn't this ths theatre?" he asked Mr. and Mrs. Alvin Evans and crosslv. question. daughter, Afton, were in Ogden vis"Why no." was th reply. You are iting their parents, Mr. and Mrs. John talking to Shaw and Iverson, the unWatson and Mr. Glen Evans, a broth- dertaker. er of Mr. Evans. Miss Norma and La Vera Summers New Boarder: "Bv the way, I have entertained Monday evening at a sup- a few Idiosyncrasies." per In honor of the school teachers, Landlady: "That's all right. Mr. Miss Leola Seely, Miss Lola Madsen, Smith. Ill we that they are dusted." e four-year-o- ld 4 INTEREST "Well, Boys, What Do You Know?" the inquiring reporter. "Well, boys, what do you know?" The two were braced for a query less airy. Their faces relaxed In an expression resembling disappointment. It was as when gunfire falls to ex plode. The Spaniard shrugged his shoulders, a protean gesture intended on this occasion to convey to the beholder the utter Innocence and of the dally existence led by Estevan Mlro. Pete Pltchlyn's eyes, in that ravaged face, were coals In an ash heap. It was not for him to be seen talking on the street cor Tremonton Banking Co. |