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Show BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER, THURSDAY, JUNE 11, 1931 place for t!ie very young, the very old. or even the middle-ageHere, then, was the monstrous society in which Sit bra Cravat now found herself. For her, and the other respectable women f the town, there was nothing but their housework, their children, their memories of the homes they had left. By And so the woman who wasT after all, the i! icst Intelligent among them, EDNA FERBER set about creating some sort of social order for the good wives of the community. Grimly Sabra (and, in time, tike other virtuous women of the comCupjrrtbt by Edna Perbcr.l munity) set about making this new WNU Bervle frontier town like the old as speedily as possible. Yancey, almost single handed, tried to make the new as unlike the old as possible Be fought a loeing fight from the first Ee, with "iThe 'firt Issue of the Oklahoma his unformed dreams much less the of saloon and Wigwam actually appeared on Thurs-da- roistering play boys as scheduled. Ft was a irmrferly plain and gambling house never had a chance against the Indomitable mixtrire of retloence and Indiscretion. of the women. A li.ilf column, first page, was devoted house became a sort of Sabra's to the rhnrch meofinjr. The Incident of the shooting was not referred to in social center following the discovery this account. An outsider, reading it, that she received copies of Harper's would have gathered that all had heen Bazar with fair regularity. Iler social dis.sweetness and light. On an inside triumph was complete when she new done her by draped jars, column of the sheet was a played In found minute her after Instructions brief notice: of Harper's. She then "It Is to be regretted that an unim- the latest copy graciously printed thee instructions portant but annoying shooting alTYny in the Oklahoma Wigwam, causing a somewhat the otherwise d. Ci marron y, four-pag- e ' marred splendid and truly impressive religious services held In the recreation tent last Sunday, kindness of the genial and popular proprietor, Mr. Grat Goteh. A ruffian, who too long had been infesting the afreets of our fi.lr city of Osage, terrorizing innocent citizens, and who was of the contemptible ilk that has done so much toward besmirching the dazzling fame of the magnificent Southwest, took this occasion to create a disturbance, during which he shot, with intent to kill, at the person presiding. It was necessary to reply in kind. The body, was inferred in Boot Hill, with only the prowling Jackals to mourn him, their own kin. It is hoped that his nameless grave will serve as a wurning to others of his class." Having thus modestly contained himself In th matter of the actual shoot-InYanc y let himself go a little on the editorial page. Hlg editorials, In ?, fact, for a time threatened the paper's news item. Sabra and Jesse Rickey bad to convince him that the coming of the Katy was of more Interest to prospective subscribers than was the editorial entitled, "Lower Than the Rattlesnake."" He was prevailed upon to cnt It slightly, though under protest. Sabra, reading the damp galley proofs, was mnrmnrons with admiration. "It's Jnst wonderful I But,, Yancey, don't yoo think we ought to have more news Items? Gossip, sort of. I don't mean 'gossip, really,' but about people; and wbat they're dote,' and 80 on. Those are the things I like to read In a newspaper. Of eoorso wen like editorials and Important things , Mse that But women " That's Tight, too," agreed Jess Rickey, looking up, ink smeared, from his cast. ."Get the tofts to reading the paper." Sabra was emerging slowly from th rele of charming little fool. By degrees she was to take more and mora of a hand In the assembling of the paper's Intimate weekly Items, while Tancey was concerned with cosmic affairs. As the printing plant boasted only a little hand press, the two forms had to be inked with a hand roller. Over this was placed the damp piece of white print paper. Each sheet was done by hand. The first Issue of the Oklahoma Wigwam numbered four hnndred and fifty-- copies, and before It was run off, Yancey, Jesse Rickey, Sabra, Isaiah every member of the honsehold except little Clm had taken a rnn at the roller. Sabra's-bacand arm mnscles ached for a week. i,. The paper came out on Thursday afternoon, as scheduled. Sabra was astonished and a little terrified to see the occasion treated as an event, with a crowd of cowboys and local citlsens In front of the house, pistols fired, whoops and yells; and Yancey himself, aided by Jesse Rickey, handing out copies as If they had cost nothing to of these print Perhaps twenty-fiv- e were distributed, opened eagerly, perused by citizens leaning against the porch posts, and by cowboys on horseback, before Sabra, peeking out of ' 1 won Jj n k ( the ,, office window, saw as unmistak- able look of surprise even of shock on their faces and heard Cass Biz-bdrawl, "Say, Yancey, that's a b I of a name for a newspaper." . She sent Isaiah out te get hold of a y Cr ' lie came back with it, grinning. It was a single sheet The Oklahoma copy. Galoot. Motto: "Take It or Leave Beneath this a hastily assembled and somewhat pled collection of very ' ' personal items, calculated to reveal the weakness and foibles of certain prominent citlsens now engaged In ,: perusing the false sheet. Tbe practical Joke being revealed and the bona fide paper Issued, this was considered a superb triumph for Yancey, and be was borne away to receive the congratulatory toasts of his somewhat sheepish associates. It was a man's town. The men enjoyed It They rode, gambled, swore, fought, fished, hunted, drank. The antics of many of them seemed like those of little boys playing robber's The saloon cave under the porch. was their club, the brothel their social rendezvous, the town women their sweethearts. Literally there were no other young girls of marriageable age; for the men and women who had come at here were, like Sabra and Yan-s- y, married couples whose ages ranged between twenty and forty. It was no It" . ' flurry of excitement in a hundred homes and mystifying the local storekeepers by the sudden demand for Jars. Slowly, in Sabra's eyes, the other women of the town bepan to emerge from a mist of drabness Into distinct There was one who had personalitios. been a school teacher In Cairo, 111. Her husband, Tracy Wyatt, ran the spasmodic bus and dray line between Wahoo and Osage. They had no chila sparse and simpering dren. She-wa-s who talked a woman'.'of fhitty-nlne- , good. deal of former trips to Chicago during which she had reveled in the culture of that effete city. Yancey was heard learnedly discoursing to her on the subject of Etruscan pottery, of which he knew nothing. The teacher rolled her eyes and tossed her head a good deal. Ton don't know what a privilege It Is, Mr. Cravat, to And myself talking to some one whose mind can soar above the sordid life of this horrible ol town." It was Sabra who started the Philo-mathe- dob. The other women clutched at the Idea. It was part of their defense against these wttds. After all, a town that boasted a culture dab could not be altogether lost. Sabra timidly approached Mrs. Wyatt with her plan to form a woman's club, and Mrs. Wyatt snatched at It with, such ferocity as almost to make It appear ..her own Idea. Each was to Invite fbqr women of the town's elite. Ten,1, they decided, would be enough ss charter members, , "I," , began Mrs. Wyatt promptly, "am going- to sk Mrs. Louie Hefner, Mrs. Doe Nlsbett " "Her husband's horrid I I hate him. I don't want her In my club." The ten barrels of water still rankled. "We're not asking husbands, ' my dear Mrs. Cravat This Is a ladies' club. Mrs. Nlsbett," retorted 'Mrs. Wyatt, introducing snobbery Into that welter of mod, Indians, pine shacks, known as drought, and "was a Osage, . Indian territory, Krnmpf, of Ouachita, Ark." Sabra, descendant of the Marcys and the Venables, lifted her handsome black eyebrows. Privately, she decided to select her ton from among thw less vertebrate and more ebullient of Osages' matrons. She made ap her mind that nest day, after the housework was done, she would call on her candidates, beginning with that pretty and stylish Mrs. Evergreen Walts. At supper that evening she told Yancey of her four prospective members, "Walts' wife!" and Surprise amusement, too, were In his voice, but she was too full of her plans to notice. Besides, Yancey often was amused at things that seemed to Sabra quite serious. "Why that's fine, Sabra. That's fine! That's the : - r semi-barbaris- . - mys-tlfyingl- y spirit!" "She looks kind of babyish and lonely, sitting there by the window sewing all day. And her husband's so much older, and a cripple, too, or almost I noticed he limps Quite badly. What's bis trouble?" "Shot in the leg." "Oh." She had already learned to accept this form of injury as a matter of course. "I thought I'd ask her to prepare a paper for the third meeting on Mrs.' Browning's 'Aurora Leigh.' 1 could lend her yours to read up on, If you don't mind, Just in ease she ' ba ant got It" J It Yancey thought unlikely. The paper on Mrs. Browning's "Aurora Leigh" never was written by the pretty Mrs. Bvergreen Walts, Three days later Sabra, chancing to glance out of her sitting room window, saw the crippled and middle-age- d gambler passing her honse, and In spite of his Infirmity he was walking with great speed running, almost In bis hand was a piece of white paper a letter, Sabra thought. '' She hoped It was hot bad news.' He had looked, she thought, sort Of odd and wild. Evergreen Waltz, after weeks of tireless waiting and watching, had at last Intercepted a letter from his young wife's lover. As he now came panting tip tbe street the girl sat at the window, sswlng. The single shot went Jnst through the center of the wide white space between her great baby' ish bfue eyes, me that when tell ;Wby dldnt yoo she married htm she was a girl out of a out of a house 1" Sabra demanded, . . between horror and wrath. thought yoo knew. Women are 1 supposed to have Intuition, or whatever they call it, arcnt they?" CHAPTER VI Sabra's second child, a girl, was born In June, a little more than a year after their coming to Osage. It was not as dreadful an ordeal there io those crude surroundings as one might have thought. She was tended, during her accouchement, by the best doctor In the county and certainly the most picturesque man of medicine In the whole Southwest Dr. Don Like thousands of others Yalllant living in this new country, bib past was his own secret It was known that he often vanished for days, leaving the sick to get on as best they could. He would reappear as Inexplicably as he had vanished and his horse was Jaded. It was no secret that he was often called to attend the bandits when one of their number, wounded In some outlaw raid, bad taken to their biding place In tbe hills. He was tender and deft with Sabra, though between them he and Yancey consumed an Incredible quantity of whisky during the racking hours of her confinement. At the end he held up a caterwauling morsel of tlesh torn from Sabra's flesh a thing rerfect of Its kind, with an astonishing mop of black hair. "This is a Spanish beauty you have for a daughter, Yancey. I present to you Senorita Donna Cravat." And Donna Cravat she remained. The town, somewhat scandalized, thought she had been named after Doctor Don himself. Besides, they did not consider Donna a name at all. When Sabra Cravat arose from that bed something In her had crystalized. Perhaps It was that, for the f rst time in a year, she had had hours in which to rest her tired limbs; perhaps the ordeal itself worked a psychic as well as a physical change in her; it might have been that she realized she must cut a new pattern In this Oklahoma life of theirs. The boy Clm might surmount it; the girl Donna never. During the hours through which she had lain In her bed In the stlfltn? wooden shack, mists seemed to have rolled away from before ier eyes. She saw She felt light and terribly clearly. capable so much so that she made the mistake of getting up, dlatily donning slippers and wrapper, and tottering into the newspaper office where Yancey was writing an editorial and shouting choice passages of It Into the Inattentive ear of Jesse Rickey, who was setting type Id the printing shop. the most stupendous farce ever conceived by tbe mind of man In a civilised country. . . ." He looked up to see in the doorway a wraith, all eyes and long black braids. "Why,1 sgarl What's thio? ' Yon can't get up 1" She smiled rather feebly. "I'm up. I felt so light, "I should think you would. All that PAGE THREk i bazaars. Cud fcnovs how he had City spent Saturday and Sunday with accompanied them home after several found his way to this vast wilderness. O. A, Seager and family. Mrs. Seager weeks spent in Salt Lake. or In Kansas City, Perhaps In riilr-api- . or Omaha he had hoard of this new country and the ru.-- of thousands for its land. And he had bummed his way on foot, lie had started to peddle with an oilcloth covered park on his back. Through the little hot western towns In summer. Through the bitter cold western towns In winter. They turned dogs on him. The children cried, "Jew! Jew!" He was only a boy, dlf?uised with that stubble of beard. He would enter the yard of a farmhouse or a dwelling, in a town such as Osage. A wary eye on the dog. N'ice Fido. Nice do?le. Down, down! Vim. sewing nuchine nri'illes, rolls of tjiiifjliam mid calico, mid last, Lumcraftily, his Hamburg lace, lie brought estiCo. news. tno. wm&MATEMAILS ByOu r Connection With one of Utah's largest Wholesale enables us to ber and Mill Works mate and furnish materials for any building no matter how large or small. (To Be Continued) East Tremonton Dr. and Mrs. E. M. Abbott, of Morgan, were Sunday gueets of Lewis Abbott and family. C. EL Anderson, was attending to business in Brigham City Monday. Mrs. K. H. Fridal, Jr. has been suffering from a severe attack of pl.euisy for several days. George Abbott went to his summer range on, Tuesday for a stay of a week, looking after his sheep. Mrs. J. 0. Garfield and daughter, Wanda, motored to Salt Lake City last Friday. Miss Wanda was taken ill with an attack of appendicitis and operated upon Saturday morning1. She is getting along as well as can be e:spected. Mrs. Garfield returned Sunday evening and was accompanied by her son, Irvine, Terryll Seager, and Melvin and Owen Cook, who have completed their We are headquarters for fishing tackle of all kinds. Yon can also procure your hunting and fishing license here. Haying equipment for your every need. Just ask for it we have it Forks, Slings, Rope, Pullies, Etc. We Have Harvest and Tillage Tools set up for your Come and See Them Inspection A tool for every requirement can be found in our complete line of J..I. Case farm machinery. WE ARE THE LARGEST HARDWARE studies for the year at the University. Mr. and Mrs. Calvin Kay were Brig-haCity visitors last Friday. Mrs. Emmo . Olsen, of Salt Lake City, and her daughter, Mrs. T. D. Davis ar.d children, of Nephi, spent two days at the home of N. W. Olsen last week. Mrs. Olsen remained for a week's visit with her son and fam-ilm STORE IN NORTHERN UTAH YOU MUST SEE OUR " SPEED y. Mr. and Mrs. Calvin Kay and Miss Lillian Kay were Sunday visitors in the Afton Adams home of East Garland. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Peterson, and family attended the Checketts reunion held Saturday and Sunday at the girls camp in Logan canyon. Mr. and Mrs. Carl Peterson visited Mrs. Peterson's mother, Mrs, Henry Jensen, of Hyrum, Sunday. R. D. Law, wife and two children stopped for A short visit with O. A. Seager and family Saturday. They, were enroute to Randolph, Idaho to visit Mm. Laws sister, Mrs. J. ' ' '! physic." Miss Maudell Seager motored to "I feel so strong. I'm going to do Salt Lake last Thursday ' and is visitso many things. Yooll see, I'm gorelatives. ing ing to paper the whole house. RoseHoward Andreason, of Murray and buds In the bedroom. I'm going to Miss Mildred Seager, of Salt Lake two In I'm trees the front going plant to start another club not like the Phllomothean I think that's silly now no but one to make this town saloons . . .women like that Dixie Lee . . . going to have a real hired girl as soon as the newspaper begins to . . . feel so queer , . . Yan- QUEEN " Monel Metal Washer With An Amazing Guarantee "... so" Easy Terms "YOUR GOOD WILL OUR BEST ASSET" Farmers' Cash Union Jep-peo-n, Phone 35 ... Tremonton, Utah IPIEqMMF ..." cey. As she began to topple, Yancey caught the Osage Joan of Arc in hia arms. Incredibly enongh, she actually did paper the entire honse, aided by Isaiah and Jesse Rickey. Isaiah's ebony countenance splashed with the white paste mixture made a blsarre effect, a trifle startling to anyone coming upon the scene unawares. Also Jesse Rickey's inebriate eye, which so often resulted In many grotesque pled print lines appearing In unexpected and inconvenient places in the Okla- homa Wigwam columns, was none too dependable In the matching of rosebud patterns. The result, In spots, was Burkanklan, with roses grafted on leaves and tendrils emerging from petals. Still, the effect was gay, even luxurious. The Phllomathean clrb, as one woman, fell npon wall paper and paste pot, as they had upon the covered Jars In Sabra's earlier effort at decoration. Within a month Louie Hefner was compelled to install a full line of wall paper to satisfy the local demand. Slowly, slowly, the life of the community, In the beginning so wild, so unrelated in Its parts, began to weave in and out, warp snd woof, to make a pattern. It was at first faint, almost nndlscernlble. But presently the eye could trace here a motif, there a figure, here a motif, there a figure. The shuttle swept back, forward, back, forward. "It s almost time for the Jew," Sabra would say, looking ap from bsr sewing. "I need some number forty sewing-machin- e needles." And then perhaps next day, or the day after, Clm, playing la the 'yard, would see a familiar figure, bent almost and grotesque, double, gnomelike against the western sky. It was Sol Levy, the peddler, the Alsatian Jew. Sabra would fold np her work, brush the threads from her apron ; or if her hands were In the dough she would hastily mold and crimp ber pie crust so as to be ready for his visit Sol Levy had come over an immigrant In the noisome bowels of some dreadful ship. His hair was blue-blacand very thick, and his face was white in spite of the burning south west sun. A black stubble of beard Intensified this pallor. Ht had delihands and narrow cate arched feet He belonged In crowded places. 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