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Show Gi marron one-stre- By EDNA FERBER toprribt bir WNTJ Kacbel was. she knew, ont of tin' Bible ; he was a little hazy about but . batkrd serene In thr knowledge that a compliment was in tended. There was the absurdly wide street surely fifty feet wide in this little town. Here and there a straggling house or so branched, ff it But the life of Osage seemed 40 be concentrated juet here. There were tents still to be seen serving as dwellHouses and stores were built ings. of nnpainted wood. They looked as if they had been rnn up overnight as indeed they had. Tied to the crude bitching posts driven well into the ground were all sorts of vehicles: buckboards,- - crazy carts, dilapidated wagons, mule drawn ; here and there a top buggy covered with the dust of the prairie; and everywhere, lording It those kings without which V.ie in this remote place could not have been unstained horses of every size and tyre and color and degree. Direct descendants, these, of the equine patricians who, almost fonr hundred years before, had been brought across the ocean by Coronado or Moscosco to the land of the Seven Cities of Gold. Crude and ugly though the scene was that now spread itself before Sabra and Yancey, it still was not squalid. It had vitality. Yon sensed that behind those bare boards people were planning and stirring mightily. There was life in the feel of it The very names tacked up over the store fronts had bite and sting. Sam Pack, Mott Bixier, Strap Buckner, Bee Hawes, Clint Hopper, Jim Click. Though they had come to town but the night before, it seemed to her that a surprising number of people knew Yancey and greeted him as they passed down the street. "H'are you, YanLoungers in cey I Howdy, ma'am." doorways stared at them curiously. It struck Sabra suddenly with n little shock of discovery that the men really were doing nothing. She was to learn that many of them were not builders but scavengers. The indomitable old MOers were no kin of these. They were, frequently, soft, cruel, furtive, and avaricious. They had gathered here to pick up what they could and move on. Some were cowmen, full of resentment against a government that had taken the free range away from them and given it over to the homesteaders. Deprived of their only occupation, many of these became outlaws. Equipped with a deadly aim, and horsemanship that amounted to the miraculous, they took to the Gyp hills or the Osage, swooping down from their hidden haunts to terrorize a town, shoot up a bank, hold up a train, and dash out again, They leaving blood behind them. risked their lives for a few hundred dollars. Here was a vast domain without written laws, without precedent, without the customs of civilization; part of a great country, yet no part of its government Here a horse was more valuable than a human life. A horse thief, caught, was summarily hanged to the nearest tree; the killer of anran often went free. Down the street these two stepped In their finery, the man swaggering a little as. a, man should in a white som- fcrero and. with a. pretty w?man on his1 arm ; the woman looking about her Interestedly, terrified at what she saw and determined not to show it. If two can be said to make a procession, then Yancey and Sabra Cravat formed quite a parade as they walked down Pawhuska avenue in the blaze of the morning sun. Certainly they seemed to be causing a stir. Lean rangers In buckboards turned to stare. Loungers in doorways nudged each other, yawping. Cowboys clattering by whooped a greeting. It was unreal, absurd, grotesque. "Hi, Yancey ! Howdy, ma'am." Past the Red Dog saloon. A group In chairs tilted up against the wall or d boots standing about in and sombreros greeted Yancey now with a familiarity that astonished Sabra. "Howdy, Cim I Hello, Yancey P "He called you Cim He Ignored her surprised remark. Narrowly he was watching them as he passed. "Boys are up to something. If they try to get funny while you're here with me---" Sabra, glancing at the group from beneath her shielding hat brim, did see that they were behaving, much like a lot of snickering schoolboys who are preparing to let fly a bom bardment of snowballs, an air of secret mischief afoot "Why are they what do yon think makes them" Sabra began, a trifle nervously. Edaa FerVer.l Servio. et four-foote- lie came over to her, put a hand on her shoulder. Sne shrugged away from him, furious. She pressed her hand frantically to her forehead. It was cold and wet he was panting a little. "I won't bring my boy up in a town like this. I won't I'm going back. I'm going back home, I tell you." "Wait till morning, anyhow, won't you, honey?" he said, and took her In bis arms. Next morning was, somehow, magically, next morning, with the terrors of the night vanished quite. The sun was shining. For a moment Sabra had the illusion that she was again at home In her own bed at Wichita. Then she realized that this was because he had been awakened by a familiar eound. It was the sound of Isaiah's voice somewhere below In the dusty yard. He was polishing Yancey's boots, spitting on them indusViously and singing as he rubbed. Sabra knew he was utterly happy. There was much to be done a dwelling to be got somehow a place in which to house the newspaper plant. If necessary, Yancey said, they could live In the rear and set up the printing and law office In the front. Almost every one who conducted a busi"Houses ness in the town did this. are mighty scarce," Yancey said, making a great masculine snorting and snuffling at the wash bowl as they dressed. "It's take what you can get or live in a tent. I heard last night that Doc Nisbett's got a good house. Five rooms, and he'll furnish us with water. There're a dozen families after It, and Doc's as Independent as a hog on Ice." Sabra rather welcomed this Idea of combining office and home. She would be near him all day. As soon as breakfast was over she and Yancey fared forth, leaving Cim In Isaiah's care. She had put on her black grosgrain silk with the three box pleats on each side, trimmed with the passementerie and Jet buttons somewhat "wrinkled from its long stay In the trunk and her modish hat with the five ostrich plumes and the pink roses that had cost twelve dollars and fifty cents In Wichita, and her best black buttoned kid shoes and her block kid gloves. In the tightly basqued black silk she was nineteen Inches round the waist and very proud of j ianceyr seeing nerTnus attired In sprendor, struck an attitude of dazzle-meBlank' verse leaped to his .ready lips. "But who is this, what sex It Ithlng of ln1 or f? seems t'sat so bedwk'd. ornate, and gay, conies this way soiling, like a stately ship of Tarsus, bound for th' Isles of Javan or Gadire, with all her it nt fnnlof j bravery on. ..." "Oh, now, Yancey, don't talk non black sense. It's only my second-bes- t grosgrain." Even "You're right, my darling. Milton has no words for such beauty." "Do hurry, dear. We've so much to do." d With his curling locks, his white sombrero, his high-heelboots, his fine white shirt, the ample skirts of his Prince Albert and swooping with the spreading vigor of hla movements, Yancey was an equally striking figure, though perhaps not so unusual as she, in this day and place. The first thing Sabra noticed, as she stepped into the dust of the street In her modish dress and hat, caused her heart to sing. The few women to be seen scuttling about wore sunbonnets 'and calico the kind of garments in j which Sabra had seen the women back home in Wichita hanging up the Monday wash to dry on the line In the back yard. Here they came out of butcher's shop or grocery store with the day's provisions la their arms; a packet of meat, tins of tomatoes or IdmfIim. nnwranncd. After aharn fnr. tlve glances at Sabra, they vanished Into this little pine shack or that Immediately afterward there was great agitation among the prim coarse window curtains in those dwellings boasting such elegance. Tut the others the other kind of broad-brimme- ed i i women" Sabra faltered. Yancey misunderstood. "Plenty of the other kind in a town like this, but they aren't stirring this time of day." , "Don't be coarse, Yancey. I mean that I can talk to who'll come calling that Is " lie waved a hand this way and that "Why, you . just saw some women folks, didn't you?" "Those !" "Well, now, honey, you can't expect those ladies to be wearing their best bib and tucker mornings to do the housework in. Besides, most of tie men come without their women folk. They'll send for them, and then you'll have plenty of company. It isn't every woman who'd have the courage yon showed, roughing It out here. You're the stuff that Rachel was made of, ladies like myself - and the mother of the Gracchi.'' d high-heele- 1 "I can't say for sore. Bnt I suspect they're the boys that did Pegler dirt" "Pegler? Who Is oh, Isn't that the man the editor the one who was found dead shot dead on the banks of the Yancey! Do yon mean they did it I" "I don't say they did it exactly. They know more than is comfortable, even for these parts. I was Inquiring around last night and everybody shut up like a clam. I'm going to find out who killed Pegler and print It in the first number of the Oklahoma Wigwam." "Oh, Yancey I Yancey, I'm frightened I" Sbe clung tighter to his arm. The grinning mirthless faces of the men on the saloon porch seemed to her like the fanged and snarling muzzles of wolves in a pack. "Nothing to be frightened of, honey. They know me. I'm no Tegler they can scare. They don't like my white hat, that's the truth of It Dared me last night down at the Sunny Southwest saloon to wear It this morning. Just to try me out They won't have the guts to come out In the open" The sentence never was finished. Kabra heard a eorloM butd&f sound past her ear. Something sang sing! Yancey's" white sombrero went spinning Into the dust of the road. " " Basra's mouth opened as though she were screaming, but the sounds she would have made emerged, feebly, as a croak. "Stay where yon are," Yancey ordered, bis voice low and even. "The dirty dogs." She stood transfixed. Sbe could not have rnn if she bad wanted to. Yancey strolled leisurely over to where the white bat lay In the dust' He stooped carelessly, his back to the crowd on the saloon porch, picked np the hat surveyed for it and reached toward his pocket his handkerchief. At that movement there was a rush and a scramble on the porch. Tilted chairs leaped forward, heels clattered, a door slammed. Of the group only three men remained. One of these leaned insolently against a porch post a second stood warily behind him, and a third was edging prudently toward the closed door. There was nothing to indicate who bad fired the shot that had sent Yancey's bat spinning. Yancey, now half turned toward them, bad taken his fine white handkerchief from his pocket had shaken out its ample folds with a gesture of elegant leisure and, bat In hand, was flicking the dust from his headgear. This done he snrveyed the hat critically, seemed to find it little the wdrse for Its experience unless, perhaps, one excepts the two neat round holes that were drilled, back and front through the peak of its crown. He now placed it on his head again with a gesture almost languid, tossed the fine handkerchief Into the road, and with almost the same gesture, or with another so lightning quick that Sabra's eye never followed It, his hand went to his hip. There was the crack of a shot The Mrs, C. J. Hansen, Mr. and Mrs. Carl Larson and Mrs. J. M. Sorensen went to the Logan Temple Friday evening. An event looked forward to with no little interest each year in this community, is the turning; of the water week. As the weather has been unusually dry, farmers realize keenly their dependance on irrigation to bring crops to maturity and are thankful for the abundance of water in the great Bear River Valley. At the request of the bishopric, a large crowd of ward members respond ed to clean the ward house and ground Saturday. The water was also piped fro.n the main line into the bajrerrent of the bu k!;np, a much ncetlul improvement. As all cf tire work was not q lite complete! another cull for men tnd boys is made f.r rcpt Saturday. P. M, I It is also planned to vut the ball grounds in good shape for playing ball Those attending the special program given at the Stake Tabernacle, Sunday afternoon, enjoyed a real musical treat, and extend words of commendation to those sponsoring and taking part in the event Messrs Lawrence Steffen, Norman I. Andreasen and Miss DeEsta Holmgren of the Stake S. S. Board visited the she did not area no Oct the grotesqoerle of what she had Jott said. They're telling it bow, in there.' A woman's got no call to Interfere when men are having a little dispute." "Dispute! Why, Yancey Cravat! He shot your hat right off your bead I" "What of It! Little friendly shooting." The enormity of this exam?' of masculine clannlshness left her temporarily speechless with indignation. "Let's be getting on," Yancey continued, calmly. "If we're going to look at Doc Nisbett's house we'd better look at It There are only two or three to be had in the whole town, and his is the pick of thorn. It's rent-i- l" (Central! she thought, looking aboui her) "and according to what he snid last night there's a room In the front big enough for getting out the paper. It'll have to be newspaper end luw office In one. Then there are four rooms in the back to live in. Flenty." "Oh, plenty," echoed Sabra, thinking of the nine or ten visiting Venables always comfortably tucked away In bedrooms In the various the Wichita house. . (To Be Continued) blgh-ceiling- -- East Garland I . " ' local school, Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. L. M. Holman am! dkil dren, Mr. and Mrs. Carl Larson, Ura, Ruel Nielson and children, visited Mrs. Charles Anderson at Logan, Sunday afternoon. Mrs. F. A. Shuman, daughter Mrs. Starlin Stanfil and children, of Penrose, visited with Mr. and Mrs. Ja& Miller, Friday. On Saturday evening Mr. and Mrs. Titus JShuman and baby, of Penrose, vis ited their sister, Mrs. James Miller and family. Mr. and Mrs. C. J. Hansen and children and Mrs. Gus Larson visited relatives and did shopping in Ogden, Saturday. Traffic over the west street baa been hampered because of the coBapse of the canal bridge. This necessitated traveling along the canal road for some distance to one of the other bridges. The repair work was completed Monday afternoon and traffic was again resumed. Mr. Leland Watt and Miss Louise Atkinson came over from Logan, Sun. day, to visit the Atkinson family. Elders O. A. Seager, of the Stake High Council and Karl Welling, of Riverside were the speakers in sacra- -' ' ment meeting Sunday evening. Mrs. Frances L. Allen and sons, Joseph, Gibbs and Ervin and Mr. and Mrs. Oran Parkinson, and sons, Leon, all of Portage, visited with Mr. and Mrs. Henry Sorensen, Sunday. Bp. and Mrs. L, M. Holman, Mr. and Unlimited Money to LOAN on Irrigated Land. 61 cent. No commissions. per JOHN J. SHUMWA Phones: B. R. V. 69.a-2- ; Bell, 129 FOR SALE Six Weeks Old Pullets for Spring Delivery 1 There Was the Crack of a Shot man who was edging toward the door clapped his hand to his ear and brought his hand away and looked at it, and it was darkly smeared. Yancey still stood in the road, his hand at his thigh, one slim foot, in its d Texas star boot, adfine vanced carelessly. His great head was lowered menacingly. His eyes, steel gray beneath the brim of the white sombrero, looked as Sabra had never seen them look. They were terrible eyes, merciless, cold, hypnotic. d "A piece, you'll find It, Lon. The Cravat sheep brand." "Can't you take a Joke, Yancey?" whined one of the three, his eyes on Yancey's gun hand. "Joke h 11" snarled the man who had been nicked. His hand was clapped over his ear. "God help you, Why brood your own chicks when you can purchase pullets at aix weeks of age as cheaply as you can produce them yourself. Then you are assured of a superior quality bird because of the methods employed in brooding. Call and inspect my plant and be convinced. Place your order now to insure getting pullets at ' a time most suited to your condition. C. All Wrought Up Ove.-- Nothing Didn't sleep last night; too nwch work; the chil- dren are fretful; the Boss is cranky; Mrs. DeVere didn't invite you to her party. Ordinarily you don't mind any of these things, but today they are. simply unbearable. You are nervous, that s why. Did you ever try Dr. Miles' Nervine? Just two teaspoonfuls in a half glass will quiet your over-taxe- d nerves and bring you a feeling of calm and peace. r of-wate- Dr. Miles' Nervine is now made In two forms Liquid and Effervescent Tablet. Both are the same therapeutically. At aU Drug Stores. 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She now advanced ou them in the majesty of her plumes and her silk, her fine eyes flashing, her gloved forefinger admonishing them as if they were Indeed naughty children. She was every Inch the very essence of that Iron woman, Felice Tenable. "Don't you 'missus' met You're a loaflot of miserable, ers, that's what yon are I Shooting at people In the streets. Yon leave my husband alone. I declare, Tve a notion , i For one ridiculous dreadful moment It looked as though she meant to slap the leathery bearded cheek of the bad man known as Lon Yountls. Certainly she raised her little hand in Its neat black kid. The eyes of the three were geod-for-nothi- to". popping. Lon Yountls ducked his head exactly like an urchin who Is about to be smacked by the schoolmarm. Then, with a yelp of pure terror he fled into the saloon, followed by the other two. Sabra stood a moment It really looked as though she might make after them. But she thought better of it and sailed down the steps in triumph to behold a crushed, a despairing Yancey. "Oh, my G d, Sabra you done to me!" I What have "What's the matter?" "This time tomorrow ItH be all over the whole Southwest, from Mexico to Arkansas, that Yancey Cravat hid behind a woman's petticoats." "But you didn't They can't say 10. You shot him very nicely In the ear, darling." Thus had a scant eighteer hours in the Oklahoma country twisted her normal viewpoint so askew that PHONE US TODAY Insurance Bonds how 'Much Are You Worth? This question does sound personal, and it is. We don't want you to tell us now, but we do advise you to begin the habit of depositing a fixed amount of vour weekly income at the Tremon-to- n Banking Co. each week. In reward for this method of helping yourself toward financial independency we pay you INTEREST annually so that you wil) be worth more than you have actually deposited. Save now and be proud to answer that oft asked question. 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