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Show THE MIDVALE JOURNAL Thursday, June 25, 1931 Intermountain News 'I -.., • / Copyright by Edoa'll'erber.l THE STORY Yancey Cravat, just returned tr.m the newly opened Indian territor.)', relates his experiences to a larwe gathering of the VenYancey Is married able family. to Sabra Venable; Is a criminal lawyer and editor of the Wichita Wigwam. When the Run started, Yancey had raced his pony against the thoroughbred mount of a girl. The girl's horse was Injured and when Yancey stopped to shoot it she grabbed his pony and got the land Yancey wan•ed. Yancey announces he Is gotng back to the Oklahoma country with Sabra and their four-yearold eon, Cimarron. They make the journey In two covered wagons. They arrive at Osage, where Yan(·ey Intends to start a newspaper. Yancey Is determined to lind out who killed Editor Pegler of the New Day. Preparations for the publication of the Oklah~·ma Wigwam are completed. CHAPTER 111-Cont;nued • -6.. Yancey, this case of type's badly Jesse Rickey, journeyman pled." prluter and periodic drunkard, was t·espon::;ible for this misfortune, haYing cropped a case, face down. In the dust of the rQad while assil'ting Yancey in the moving. "It'll h:l\·e to be sorted before you c!ln get out a paper." "Oh, ll!ck~>y'll tend to that. I've got a Jot of important work to do. ·Editorials to write, news to get, lot of real estate transfers-and I'm going to find out who killed Pegler und print It In the fi~st Issue If it takPs the last drop of bl:>o!l in me. I'll show thPm, first crud;, that the Oklahoma Wigwam prints all the new>'<, all the time, knowing no law but the Law of God and the government of these United States! Say, tltnt's a pretty goorl slogan. '.fop of the page, just above the editOJ ial column." In the end it was she who sorted the case of pied type. The th·e years of Yancey's newspaper owner;3hip In Wichita had familiarized her, almost unconsciously, with many or the mecbanical aspects of a new,.;paper printIng shop. 'l'he hand press was finally set up, and the little job press, and the case rack contb.ining the type. The rollers were in 'lace, and their little stock of paper. Curiously erfough, though neither Yancey nor ::<abra was con· scious of It, it was she who had directed most of this manual work and bad Indeed actually performed much of It, with Isaiah and Jesse Rickey to help her. Yancey would Jose himself tn the placing of his law library, his books of reference, and his fa>orite volumes, for which he contended there was not enough shelf room in the house proper. He had brought along boxes ot books stowed away In the covered wago!ls. If the combined book wealth contained in all the houses, offices, and shops of the entire Oklahoma country so newly settled could have been gathered in one spot It probably would have been found to number less than this preposterous library of the paradoxical Yancey Cravat. Glib and showy though he was with his book k1-.owleuge Yancey still had in these 'fOlumes of his the absorption of the true b·>OI< lover. Lost to all else he would call happily In to Sabra as she bent over the case rack, her cheek streaked with Oh, Sa be--listen to •·sa!)e! Ink: this." He would clear his throat. "'Son of Nestor, delight of my heart, mark the fla~;hing of bronze through the echoing halls, and the.flashing of gold and of amber and of silver and of ivory. Such like, methinks, is the court of Olympian Zeus within, for the world of things that are here ; wonder comes OYer me as I look thereon.' . . . G--d, 8a!)ra, It's as fine as the Old Testament. I• iner !" "'The wcrld of things that are here,' " echOPd Sa!)ra, not bitterly, but with j!;rave common !'en,.;e. ''Perhaps ft you'd pay more attention to those, and less to your nonsense in book::! about gold and silver and iYory, we might get settled." But he was ready with a honeyed reply culled from the same book so dear to his heart and hi · grandiloquent tongue. "'Be not wroth with me hereat, godde~s and queen.'" The goddE·ss and queen pushed her hair baek from her forehead with a 110oty hand, lea ,·ing still another smudge of printer's Ink upon that wort'ied surface. Jesse HicJ,ey, the printer (known, •atura\ly, to his familiars a. "Gin" Rickey, owln~ to his perious or intemperance) and black Isaiah were, next 1.# Sabra, most respon~ible for the asto.mdlng fact that the Crn,·at family fil,ally wns settled in the house and offl-.e. The front door, which was the o.fflc:e entrance, faced the . wide wa\I.,N of t11e main street. In the midst of clay and refuse, In a sort of t!hed-kennel, lived little Isaiah; rather, he slept there, like a faithful dog, for all day long he was ubout the house and the prllltlng office, tireless, willinJ?:, lnvaluabl,.. lie belonged to l:<abra, body and soul, as completely as though the ClvU war had never been. A little servant of twelve, born to labor, be became as dear to Sabra, as accustome<l, •• one of her own children, C.•oite ~er southern trainin~ and Ills ·. ~<. . _-. • - . -Briefly Told by Busy Readen "-. . . • "': . By Edna Ferber black skin. Be dried the dishes, a towel tied round his neck ; he laid the table; he was playmate and nursemaid for Cim: he ran errands, a swift and splay-footed 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 kit~en more Items of news and gossip (which were later transferred to the newspaper office) than a wbole stall' of trained newspaper men could have done. lie was so little, so black, so lithe, so harmless looking, that his presence was, more often than not, The saloon completely overlool,ed. and homerangers, cowboys, loungers, steaders 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. lie cleared the unsightly back yarll 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 thPre were two trees: stunted jack oaks. Sometimes she dt·eamed of lilies of the valleythe translucpnt, almo~t liquid green of their stems and leaves, the perfumed purity of their white bells. All thil:l, however, came later. These first few days were filled to overflowing with the lalJor of makin~ the house habitahle and the office and plant fit for Yancey's professional pursuits. Alrea•ly his talents as a siln•rtongue were bPlng sought in defense of murderers, hor,.;e th!e,·cs, land grabbers, and more civil offenders In all the surroundin~ towns and counties. l':nn a horse thief. thut blackest of criminals In thi:> country, was said to have a bare chance for his life if Yancey Cravat co•1ld be inducell to plead for him-and provided always, of course, that the posse had not dealt with the oiTender fir.,;t. Yancey, from the time he rose In the morning until he went to bed late ot night, was always a little over-stimulated by the whisky he drank. This, to~;ether with a natural feal'iessness, an enormous vitality, and a devouring interest In every!)ody and everything In this fantastic Oklahoma country, gained him friends and enemies In al· most equal proportion. In the ten days following their arrival In Osage, his one Interest seemed to be the tracing of the Pe;:ler murder-for he scoft'ed at the Idea tbnt his predecessor's death was due to any other cause. Sabra argued with him, almost hysterically, but In vain. "You didn't do anything about helping them catch the Kid, out there on the prairie, when they were looking for him, and you knew where he was-or just about-and he bad killed a man. too, and robbed n bank, and I don't know what all." "That was different. The Kid's different," Yancey answered, unreasonably and infuriatingly. "Dift'erent! How different? What's this Pegler to you! 'l'hey'U kill you, too--tney'll shoot you down-and then what shall I do?-Cim-cim and I here, alone--Yancey, darl!ng-1 love you so--if anything should happen to you-" She waxed incoherent. "Listen, honey. Hush your crying and listen. Try to understand. The Kid's a terror. Be's a bad one. But It isn't his fault. The government at Washington made him nn outlaw. The Kid's father rode the range before there were fences or railroads in Kansas, and when ti1is part of the country was running w:ld with longhorn cattle that had descended straight from the animals that the Spaniards had !)rought over four centuries ago. 'l'he railroads be~an cominJ?: in. The settlers came with It, from the Gulf coast, up acro.~s Texas, through the Indian territory to the end of steel at Abilene, I<an. The Kid was brought Freighters, bull up to all that. whackers, mule skinners, hunters, and Into cowboys-that's nil he knew. Dodge City, with perhaps nine months' pay jingling 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. Sll ver dollars were the They smallest coin they knew. worked for It, too. I've seen seventy!h·e thousand cattle at a time waiting shipment to the East, with lads like the l\:id In charge. 'l'he Kid's grand The father was a buffalo hunter. runge was the only life they wanted. Along comes the government. What happens? They take the range away from the cattle men and cowhoys-the free range that never b!'longed to them really, but that they had come to think of as theirs through right of use. l'qnatters come in, Sooners, too, and 1'\e~ters, and then the whole rush of the Opening. The runge Is rut up into town site~. 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 thl' next. And the cowboys and rangers having no more· chance than chips In a flood. Can't you seP It? Shanties where the horlzQn used to be: r.ro- eery stores on the old buffalo trails. They went plumb locoed, I tell you. They couldn't fight progress, but thes could ~et re\·enge on the people who had taken their world away from them and cut 1t into Jlttle strips and dirtied it. "Tile Kid's bad, yes. They don't come worse than he. Aud they'll get him, eventually. But the man who fatl.Jered him needn't be ashamed of him. There's no yellow In the Kirl." For one dreadful sickening- seconrl something closed with Iron fingers around Sabra Cravat's heart and squeezed It, and it ceased to beat. White faced, her dark eyes searched her husband's fa ~e. Wichita whispers. Kansas slander. But that face was all exaltation, !Ike the face of un evangelist, and as pure. His eyes were glowing. The iron fingers relaxed. "But Pegler. The men who killed Why are thl'y so much Pegler. worse--" . "Skunks. Dirty jackals hired by white-livered 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 11\'e. Clean politics Instead of the skuldu~gery ali around; a new way of living and or thinldng, because we'ye had a chance to see how rotten and narrow and bigoted the other way has been. ITPre everything's fresh. It's ull to do. und we can do it. There's ne,·er !)een u chance like it In the world. We can make a mo!lel emph·e out of this Oklahoma country, with all the mistakes of the other piOll!'ers to profit hy. New England, and California, and the settlers of tile llfiddle West-it ~:ot away from them, and th<'Y fell into the rut. Ugly poll· tics, ugly towns, ugly buildings, ugly minds." Ile was off again, Sal1ra, all impatience, stopped him. "But l'egl!'r. \Vhat's that got to do with Pegler?" She hated the name. She hated the dead man who witS stalldng their new life and threaten· ing to destroy it. ''I saw that one copy of his paper. He called it the • ·ew Day-poor devil. And In it he named names, and he outlined a policy and a belief something lilie--well-aloug the lines I've tried to explain to you. lie accused the government of robbing the Indians. He acccused the settlers of cheating tbem." "Oil, my heavens, Yancey I Indians! You and your miserable dirty Indians I You're always going on about them as if they mattered I The sooner they're all dead the better. What good are they? Filthy. thieving, lazy things. They won't work. You've said so yourself. They just squat there, rot- VACATION AT SAIEL1'ER LEBI BOYS PLAN TRIP U.U CROP SHORTAGt<; POLICE BROADCAST WILL FIGHT PESTS WNU Service. l'ltchlyn talking to the Spaniard, E!;tevn n Miro. They were the gossips of the town, these two. This Yancey kuew. News not only of the town, but of the Territory-not alone of the Territory but of the whole brilliant 'l'exas from Southwest, burning through New Mexico Into Arizona, sieved through this pair. ~Iiro not only knew; he sold his knowledge. The Spunlard was very quiet, and his movements nppeared slow because of their feline grace. Eternally he rolled dgarette.s In the eowboy fashion, with exquisite deftness. Pete Pitchlyn, famous Indian scout of a bygone day, ha<l grown potbellied nnd tlahby, now that the Tndiaus were rotting on their t·eservations and there was no more work for him to do. He wa~ a vast fellow, his height of six feet three now balanced by his !)ulk. Late In his hazardous rareer as a o:;cout on the plains Pitchlyn had b<'en 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 constitut!Qn made unlimited whisky, up of c:ltilled steel, and a determination that those varmints should never kill him, somehow caused him not only to live but to keep the poison-ra,·aged leg clinging to his carca. e. Rtnbbornly he had refused to hu,·e it ampu- "Well, Boys, What Do You Know?" tated, and !)y a miracle It had failed to send Its polson through the rest of that Iron frame. But the leg had withet·ed and shrunk until now It was fully twelve Inches shorter than the He refused to use sound limb. ting." crutches or the clumsy mechanical de· "I've tried to explain to yon." Yan- vices of the day, and got about with cey began, gently, "White men can't astonishing speed and agility. When do those things to a helpless-" he stood on the sound leg he was, with "And so they killed him!" Sabra his magnificent breadth of shoulders, cried. irrelevantly. "And they'll kill a giant of six feet three. But occayou, too. Oh, Yancey-please--please sionally the sound leg tired, and he -1 don't want to be a pioneer woman. would rest it by slumping for a moI thought I did, but I don't. I can't ment on the other. lie then became a make things different. I liked them runt of five feet high. as they were. Comfortable and safe. These two specimens of the SouthLet them alone. I don't want to live west It was that Yancey now apIn a model empire. Darling! Darling! proached, his step a saunter, his manLet's just make It a town like \Vich- ner cnrefree, even bland. Almost imand perceptibly the two seemed to stlft'en, with trees lta people being sociable • • . not kill- ns though bracing themselves for ac· ing each other all the time tlon. In the old scout It evidenced a school itself ln his sudden emergence from church on Sunday for Cim. • • ." lounging cripple to statuesque giant. The face she adored was a mask. In the Spaniard you sensed, rather The ocean-gray eyes were slate-gray than saw. only a curiously rippling now. with the look she had seen and motion ot the muscles beneath the dreaded-cold, determined, relentless. smooth tawny skin, like a snake that "All right. Go back there. Go back glides before It really moves to go. to your trees and your churches and They stood, the three, wary, silent. your sidewalks and your Sunday roast Yancey balanced gayly from shining beef and your smug, dead-alive family. boot toe to high heel and back again. But not me! l\Ie, I'm staying here_ Yancey put the eternal que~tlon of And when I find the man who killed the inquiring reporter. "\Yell, boys, Pegler I'll face him with It, and I'll what do you know'!" publish his name, and If he's alive by 'l'lle ·two were braced for a query then I'll bring him to justice and I'll le~s airy. '.rheir faces relaxed In an see him strung up on a tree. If I expression resem!)liu~ disappointment. don't it'll be because I'm not alive It was as when gunfire fails to exmyself." plode. The Spaniard shrugged his "Oh, G--d !" whimpered Sabra. and shoulders, a protean gesture intenrled sank, a limp bundle of misery, Into on this occasion to convey to the behis arms: But those arms were, sud- holder the utter lnno<"ence and unrlenly, no haven. no shelter. lie put eventfulness of the daily existence led her from him, gently, but .1vith Iron by Estevan Miro. Pete Pitchlyn's flrmne!<fl, and walked out of the house, eyes, In that ravaged face, were coals through the newspaper offi('(', down in an asb heap. It was not for him Lhe broad and sinister red road. to be seen talking on the street corner with the man who was asking a fatal question-fatal not only to the CHAPTER IV asker but to the one who should be Yancey put his que~tion wherever foolhardy enough to answer it. lie knew Yancey, udmired bim. wished he came upon a little group of three him well. Yet there was little he or f(Jur lounging on saloon or store say now before the reptilian dared porch or street corner. "How did PegYancey continued, conversa)Iiro. ler come to clle?" The effect of the question always was the same. OnP tionally: "I unclerstand there's an element minute they were standing sociably, gossiping, rolling d!:areHPs; citizen- rarln' around town bragging that they're going to make Osage the terat !'ase In their shirt l'leeves. Ynnr·r~· wonld stroll up with his light, grace· ror of the SouthweHt, like AbiiPne and flodge City in the ol<l day~; and the ful step, his white somht·rro with thP I'm Interviewing citizens <'imarron. twu bnllet holes In its ct·own, hi~ Yancey, blandly, continued note," •f Prince A!bf'rt, his fine hlgh-het Jeri this town think they her ·•on whet hoots. He would ask his IJ.lH'"tion. A,., though by ma.!!ic lite group dispersPd . ought to be run on that principle or m a Socratic one that the more modfaded. vanished. t•rn element has in mind." He lifte•l Y nn('('y strolled out into the glarin" •is great head and turned his rare In ~unshine of Pnwltusktt a,·euue. ,aze full on the little Spaniard. His dians. ~lexieans, cowboys, solid citi ray eyes, quiz;dcul, mocldng, met tho:! ?.ens loun:;:ed In whatt>ver of shnrl eyes, and the dat·ker ones shiftlafok dust~ (lry, hnt. the In fQund r·ould be you at ail familiar with tlw "Are ·cL Pt!tl stoorl corner thA On strPI't works of Socrates--'Socrates . whom well lnsplr'd the oracle pronounced wisest of men'?" Again Este,·an Miro shrugged. This time the gesture was exquisite!~ com· pllcated In Its meaning, e,·en for a !ow-clnss Spaniard. Slight embarraSllo ment was In It, some bewilderment, and a grain-the merest fleck-of something as nearly approaching contempt as was possible In him for a man whom he feared. •·Yancey,'' said Pete Pitcblyn, deliberately, "stick to your Jawy'In'.'' "'Vhy?" "Anyooc\y's got the gift of ~ab like you have is wastln' their time doln' anything else." "Oh, I wouldn't say that," Yancey replied, all modesty. "Running a newspaper keeps me In touch with folks. I like it. Besides, the Jaw Isn't very remunerath·e In these parts. Running a newspaper's my way of earning a Of course,'' he continued living. brightly, as an afterthought, 'there have been times when running a newspapet• has saved the editor th1. trouble of ever again having to earn ll living." The faces of the two were blank as a Sndclenly-"Come on, ~<ponged slat~>. l!oys. Who ldlle<l Pegler?" Yancey PetP l'itc\Jlyn vanished. on alone left and the Spaniard were facEt the sunny Rtreet corner. The of )!iro now heeame strangely pinchPd The e~·es were Inky slits. He wa• summoning ull his little hr,lvnrlo, P":ll· in;.: it out of his inmo::;t d pths_ "I know J<omethlng. I have that to tell you," he said in Rpanlsh, his lips bnrely movin;.:. YancPy replied in the :,;·tme tongue, "Out with it." The Rpanlard did not spoak. Tho slit" looked at Ynncey. Yancey knew that already he must ha,·e bPen well pai!l hy ~orne one to show such temerity when his \'ery vitals were !!ripped \Yith fear. "You know somethin;.:, h'm? \Yell, Miro, mas >ale sabet· que hnber." With which bit ot phlloJ':ophy he showed )Ilro what a westerner can do in the way of a .·hrug; and sauntered off. Miro leaped after him in one noiseless bound, like a cat. He seemed now to be more afraid of not revealing that which he had !)een paid to say than ot saying it. He spoke rapidly, In Spanish. ''I say only that which was told to me. The words are not mine. They say, 'Are you a friend of Yancey Cravat?' I say, 'Yes.' They say then, 'Tell your friend Yancey Crn vat that wisdom is better than wealth. If he does not keep his d-n mouth shut he will die.' The words are not mine.'' ''Thanks," replied Yancey, thought· fully, speaking in English now. Then with one fine white hand he reached out swiftly and gave Miro's scarlet neckerchief a quick strong jerk and twist. The gesture was at once an insult and a threat. "Tell them-" Suddenly Yancey stopped. He opened his Dl()Uth, and there issued from It a sound so dreadful, so unearthly as to freeze the blood of any within hearing. It was a sound between the gobble of nn angry turkey cock and the howl of a coyote. Throughout the Southwest It was known that this terrible sound, famed ns the gobble, was Cherokee tn origin and a death cry among the Territory Indians. It was known, too, that when an Indian gobbled it meant sudden destruction to any or all in his path. The Spaniard's face went a curious dough gray. With a whimper he ran. a streak of purple and scarlet and brown, round the corner of the nearest shack, and vanished. Unfortunately, Yancey could not resist the temptation of dilating to Sabra on this dramatic triumph. The story was, furthermore, told In the presence of Cim and Isaiah, and Illustrated-before Sabra could prevent It -with a magnificent rendering of the They were blood·curdling gobble. seated at noonday dinner. Sabra's fork, halfway to her mouth, fell clat· tering on her plate. Her face blanched. Her appetite was gone. (TO BE CO. 'TI~ED.) Sellinw Their Tressea In the countries of Europe It Is "' somewhat common alfnir to encounta a hair merchant tru veliug through tb• countryside and making bids for th• hair of women who would rather have the money than their glory crown. One of the largest hair markets In the world Is held in the Soho district of London. Dealers fr<'m many foreign countries attend this halt· fair, and they can tell the quality of a girl's tresses by a quick look or a moment's fingering. When ·they strike a bargain with the owner, a local barber steps forward and crops the hair close to the nape of the neck. Sometimes It Is of such l!eauty that ns mueh as $30 or $40 a pound is paid for it. Germany and Alsace-Lorrali:J.e sup· ply most of the fair hair that Is want· Pd. !from the south of France and Italy con1es the be ·t d.trk hair In the world. Firat Black Slavea The Bedarian ci vllizatlon of ancl~>nt Egypt, dating about 10000 B. C., Is be lleved to have Inc! uded the first bladl slav ea. HRYUU, UT.-A drive has been started against grasshoppers and other crop eating pests. A <·ampaign against Canada thistle 1.s being planned. LFJU, UT.-The Lehl ch~.>pter of the future farmers of America is now completing plans for ita one-week summer vacation trip through Yellowstone National park. Twenty boys, it is stated, will make the trip. NEPHI, UT.-The war to eliminate noxious tveeds in Juab county will be continued during the sum- mer. BEAVER, UT.-BeaVII!r valley will be short thousands of tous of bay this farming season on account of shortage of irrigation waters. The greater part of the hay is grown on the bench lands and watered by high water. No water has been a vail able this year for this land. Early in the ::;cason, heavy rains would ba;e sa;ed the crap, but as very little moisture has fallen, the lucerne has not eYen started growth and the ground is baked. SALT LAKE CITY, UT-Tbe Salt Lake police department filed application with the federal radio commission to install a police radio broadeasting l!tatlon in pollee headquarters here. The proposed station, for wbi<"h funds haYe not yet been appropriated by the city commission, will be similar to radio systems operating In large f'astern cities, police authorities said. The unit \'toul<l be operated on short wave lengths. MURIL\.Y, U'.r.-I.ead o;m!'lters of the Ameri('!ln Smelting and Refining compnny here and East Helena, Mont., will be closed down for the summer months of July, August and September. Ilarp, TWI~ FaLLS, ID.\.-II. who will be 103 years of uge July 20th, has the distinction of being the oldest member of the G. A. R. In attendance at the state G. A. R. encampment in this city. SALT LAKE CITY, UT.-The state building commission called for bids to be opeued June 30, on the remodeling of the physical science building at the Unil·er ·ity of Utah, approved plans for remodeling of the aominist ration building of the state industrial school, plans for a laundry buildin; at the state m!'ntal hospital, and plans for the con· struction of a state armory building at Richfield. BOISE, IDA.-The Idaho potato dealers association asked the interstate commerce commission to revise freight rates on potatoes from Idaho and the Greeley district of Colorado. The Idaho organization claims that the rates from Idaho Falls, Twin Falls and Caldwell districts of Idaho and the Greeley district In Colorado are too high. The rates to nil parts of the United States are 27 1·2 per cent of first class rates. SALT LAKE CITY, UT.-'l'otal real estate valuations as made by the county as;;essors of Utah decreased from $239,812,400 in 1921 to $189,268,799 a cut of 21.07 per cent. Valuations on improvements showell an increase from $121,546,084 to $149,GG0,708, an increa~e of Livestock valua~.18 per cent. tions decreased from $23,547,200 to $22,408,069, a decrease of 4.83 per cent. UT.-Due to SPRINGVILLE, crop in this cherry tlle late frosts, vicinity will be considerably below normal this season, growers report, the harvest force being reduced nearly two-thirds In some of the larger orchards. BOISE, IDA.-The proposed reservoir In Swan valley will furnish Irrigation water sufficient for 600,000 acres of land. The cost of construction hns been estimated at six million dollars. PROVO, UT.-Dedsion to close rlance halls in Utah county at midnight, with the exception of JuiJ 3 and New Year's eve, was Irntde at a meeting of mayor!3 and peace offleers of Utah county. IIIO. 'TICELLO, UT.-Grasshoppers have arrived in such vast hordes that they promise to t;e a real menace to berries and the smaller crops. AMI·JRICAN FORK, UT.-Utab State "·oolgrowers Assn. will hold Its summer meeting here .July 21. An "Eat :\lore Lamb" project will be launched it is announced. BOISE, IDA.-TIIe game warden Is authorized by board of examiners to in>esth:ate feasibility of launching an extensive huilcllng program to provide rearing ponds that will permit holding trout until they are yearlings l!efore planting. OGDEN, UT.-The epidemic outburst of mountain pine beetle whicll threatened the entire forest stand in tile Black 1<ork district of Summit county, is now well in hnn.t and with the treatment of about 300 more trees, shoul(l be onder control. Thi~ is the r<•port of A. G. Nord, supenlsor of the Wasatcla National forest. Some 16 moo are now engaged in l!urning the afflicted trees to destroy the beetle larvae before it takes wing and infests other trees. Over !:!,000 trees haT• been burned. |