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Show LEW FREE PRESS, LEW, UTAH o o o o o o o o o o iraDEr TJfinmi ttDne (TdDnnqiiin TBy IPetteir HB. Iyuae WXU Serrlea. declined to Invest another dollar for the reason that 1 didn't have it. I told my brokers I'd gone the limit and to sell me out. I'm all washed 1 . CHAPTER IV Continued gringo alias. Mrs. Ganby. The Ant Hlguenes to bt beard of In That's bis Spain wu railed James Michael Hlg-(ln- Rut th 8paolarda gave It a Spanish twist. With the passage of tlaM Jamea Michael Hlgglna, the bis Mick, developed Into Jaime Miguel Higucne. When did that happen, Don Jaime?" When the first J. 11. married a Spanish woman who insisted oa spelling the nam as tt was pronounced. My ancestor waa a man; having taken on Spain and the Spaniards, he did not object Anything for the aake of family peace. So the tribe of Hlguenes waa born. The family migrated to Mexico early in the Nineteenth century, and my greatgrandfather married the daughter of an Irishman who owned this ranclio. That brought the Celtic strain up a little. My grandfather added to it by marrying a girl who waa half Irish, and when he looked at his offspring ha was glad he'd done it lie noticed the cross had Increased the height, breadth, general appearance. Industry and temper of the Hlguenes tribe. We looked much more like Black Irish than Mexicans now, and were probably, a little more than half Celt But we had Spanish customs and a Spanish outlook on life and Spanish was our mother tongue. Also we had no reason to be other than proud of our Spanish blood, so we never mixed It with Indian. When we moved to Texas my grandfather fought under the Stars and Kara. lie sent my father to the Virginia Military Institute and father married a Carrol of Virginia and begot me." "You have never been married?" the nurse asked. "Never." "Aren't you going to bef "I fear not The loneliness here the coyote chorus on the buttes all militate against It Mrs. Ganby." "The right girl," said Mrs. Ganby, "wouldn't mind It In the least Go forth and search for her, Don Jaime." "Impossible," the master of Valle Verde replied lazily. "I have sheep on my hands." "If I can credit the gossip 1 heard In Los Algodones, you killed the owner of those sheep trying to get rid of them." Don Jaime nodded. "Well, why don't you get rid of them, then?" "The foreman. Bill Dingle, Is still living and In charge of those sheep. He's a bad man and a better shot than old Antrim. Besides, If I get those sheep off my range now, where will they go? Why, to somebody else's range, of course, and then there'd be trouble and we might lose Bill Dingle." "So you're putting up with those sheep on your ranee merely because this Antrim girl is her uncle's heir." "That's the proposition." "Why, Is she a friend of yours?" "No, I've never met her. But then no Hlguenes has ever quarreled with a lady." "I fall to see how you are going to escape a quarrel with her, Don Jalma Ton killed her uncle." Don Jaime winced. "Perhaps she will believe that I had no alternative; that not until after I had killed him, did I know be was her uncle. In fact, I didn't know I had killed anybody until Ken rode down the draw and Informed me of my luck." "Well, the fact that you are being so excessively nice to her since may mitigate the affair, although one can never predict the attitude a woman will take, A woman Is usually guided by her heart not her head, Don Jaime." Don Jaime appraised the old nurse with kindly interest. "1 take It. Mrs. Ganby, that you are otd enough to be guided by your head. Tou told me you are a widow. Have yon any children?" "One a boy of fifteen, lie has been quite crippled since his twelfth birthday. Infantile paralysis." Don Jaime considered this. "Suppose you had a comfortable home where you could be with your boy always no necessity to hustle hither and yon nursing people? I should have a hostess here. For some time 1 have felt that Flavlo's wife Is too-w- ell, elemental, for the Job. This hacienda should know a gentlewoman's management at nurse's wages. Thera are always some puppies around here, and the boy could play with them. He could raise rabbits and pigeons, I dare say, and if be can sit a horse I'll atake htm to a pretty little Sonora pony and a Mexican youth io look after him. I suppose you could carry on with his schooline von know i It docs get lonesome here sometimes." You mean It!" "Oh, Don Jaime He nodded. "I'd like to be able to Invite nice people to visit me, Mrs. Ganby. I should like to have my friends from the surrounding country come to dinner oftcner, but I'm never satisfied with the appearance of my board, the menu or the service. I have no time to train maids and housekeepers and if I did I wouldn't know good-nature- 1 tow." "Yes, a man Is very helpless. ahould be glad to come, Don Jaime." I I BEGINNING THE STORY, FOR NEW READERS known as rook-o- f .ho live, with her unci.. WUI.am B. Latham, utefram from jaim. Mieuel H.guen.. owner of th. Rancho oim a ii.:..v Inform n her her liirn Tom Antrim Valla Verde "a to protect her inter.!., .inc. aba is her uncle a aol. her. Kobert. plan, to o to Hackatl '.hou.anM "v. Don J. of .help which Antrim had Impud.ml, driven to sr... on land controlled t,In Don to a n"1D-trtand half Iri.h. i. attracted to Roberta", picture Jaime unmarried and romantic, half Bpanl.h Don Jalma They .boot it out ia t.k. hi. aheep off Don Jaime', ranch at one Antrim ambu.he, Instruction t notify M . owner 1. woun.l.d and Tom Antrim killed. On hi. bod, ar. found her uncle waa killed by Jim Roberta tell. death. Another of telegram hi. H,gune' Robcna to Tela, to Ion Talme'. anallcix.d name). Latham tell, her hi. fortune i. In danger, and .he decide, to go Rot.rU Antrim, beautiful Ea.fr. .oci.t, hi. .musing slynes.. receive. - get Antrim'. up." . Ta. a7uci .nt ..tate for full-pag- e tient "What a charming man your Mr. Hobart Is, Don Jaime!" she began. "He'll do In a pinch" laconically. "He Is very devoted to your in-- terests." Don Jaime did not answer. His glance was out through the arched gateway, from which the road ran straight down the valley. A mile was gathering on away a that road. "Somebody Is coming In a hurry." he murmured. "When they hurry It's always had news." A solitary horseman galloped up to the gate, threw himself off and hurried up the steps. "Well, my friend?" Don Jaime queried In Spanish. "What evil mes sage do you bring and from whom?" "Thirty riders crossed the Rio Grande at daylight, senor. They are rounding up several hundred of the senor'a cattle. It Is a raid." "My thanks are due you. my friend. They will not get far. Who sent you dust-clou- heref' "The American customs agent at Los Algodones, Don Jaime. He bids you send your riders to head them off before they recross the river with your cattle," "Return and tell him I have but The others are forty men available. attending a balle at the Raneho Ver- duR- Forty men will be sufficient. 1 think. Return to the customs agent with my gratitude for his timely warning and tell him my men will start in ten minutes, perhaps less." The man touched his hat, flung him self on his horse and galloped away. Don Jaime lighted a cigar and smoked contentedly, while Mrs, Ganby watched him with alert curiosity. Presently Ken Uobart, arrayed In Ms "town" clothes, came to announce his Impending departure. "Delay It until tomorrow, Ken," his employer ordered casually. "I have a Job for you." And he recounted the tale brought by his recent visitor "Take forty men and ride for the river. If this man's tale la the truth you will have work there. 1 think, however, be lies. Have Oaraveo arm the other nu-- available and Instruct him to have thera remain in the barns with their horis until I send him word that he is not going to be n needed." plant, eh?" "I've been expecting reprisal. Ken. I told this messenger I bad but forty men available but would send them ImGo with them. Then we mediately. shall see that which we shall see. 1 smell sheep." to fulfill his order, Hobart and Don Jaime stretched himself for his siesta. Suddenly he opened his eyes and turned to Mrs. Ganby. "Please tell Flavlo to assist me to enter my house," "A tion. A hundred armed men surround this poor bouse of mine. Go you. Friend Dingle, to the patio entrance and look." A murmuring rose among the recent arrivals and one of them ran to the entrance of the patio. A volley of curses echoed good old Anglo-Saxogarden, then through the the man came running back to Join his fellows. "Is seeing believing. Senor Dingle?" iVm Jaime called pleasantly. "You win, Hlguenes." "One by one you will go to the entrance and give up your arms to my riding boss. It would be madness to resist. You shall not be killed and presently you shall all return to your Forward ! sheeps I mean sheep. March!" A d moment's hesitation, more colloquy, a curse or two, and the retreat menced. llts "Impossible," the Master of Valle Verde Replied Lazily. "I Have Sheep on My Hands." he said. "There is more dust to the south. We shall have visitors about ten, I think." When the Indian came Don Jaime The old spoke to him in Spanish. peon picked Don Jaime up In his strong arms, carried him Inside and laid him on a sofa. Then he departed casually. "You will oblige me by locking and bolting that door, Mrs. Ganby," Don Jaime requested gently. Presently came the sound of hurrying feet on the veranda, and through the tiny window that gave on the veranda Mrs. Ganby saw men standing about There came a smart rap on the dor. "Who's there?" Don .Talme challenged in a ringing voice. "Quien es?" "Open the door," a rough voice commanded. "We want you and we're going to have you." "Ah, so It Is my friend Bill Dingle. I have been expecting you. William, ever since you so thoughtfully sent one of your men with a false cry of raiders from below the Border. I sent forty men. Your lookout in the hills saw them ride out, and when they had passed you decided to crime to my hacienda, deserted save for the women and children, and kill me in some unpleasant manner. Is It not so?" There was no answer to this and Don Jaime's mocking laugh floated through the window. "Now, Dingle, my poor fellow, consider the situa Iron-barre- A to the entrance TALES OF THE CHIEFS Edit); It WatSQ Ob elsb. JOHN OTHERDAY EU! Out In a cow past are, some tv, miles from YVilmot, 8. D, thera , lonely jrave. 1 ThAra la no headstODA tn tan no are "fff There here. lies lovlngly-ed flowers to brighten the spot I, , or three amall atones mark the it, r rlon stones which a child coulj jjiDg down into the creek which flows kj in thla Yet ua. grave Ilea the dust of John Other !adt p little-notice- d, "Must we leave Hlllcrest?" Roberta her0- start queried in a strangled voice. He was a VYahpeton Sioux, hoat "We must." Crooked Bill replied the beginning of the Nineteenth ts oft heroically. "I have enough to pay tury, and his early manhood wai t n reIn ua maintain and the servants what we would expect from be until spectability at some modest hotel fc Passionate and revengeful, he we can look around and see what the several of his tribesmen In drum atl future holds for us. but after that" rages. Here, surely, waa not the t.(r "After that I'll take care of you, terial from which good citizens e wgre dear Uncle BUI." Roberta's voice was made, tender, the touch of her lovely cheek Bravery, however, was a vlrj vieI to Crooked Bill's wrinkled Jowls was which Otherday always possessed. r, very soothing to that wretched wreck one of the fierce battles between tl so and are of a financier. op "Sheep g enemies, the Sioux and ft" is wool. Uncle BI1L Don Prudenclo he carried a severq Chippewa, Alviso writes me that Uncle Tom's wounded tribesman from the field, a tUDg sheep are worth at least two hundred later in me aay saveu uie me oi t t thousand as they stand, and he has oilier, luus me svuica iuikui ue g, jventi over a hundred thousand pounds of to balance, for though he killed onu masc wool In transit to a wool house In Boshe heroically saved on the ottf filln? hand, ton. And good wool is quoted in toI do not know what changed Oftt eUnv day's paper at thirty cents a pound. day into the man he became. At s tlelei Uncle Tom has a ranch of sorts also. rate, when he decided to beconaj Don Prudenclo doesn't think much of nearly like a white man as an Info' gtr it and says it Is not of ready sale, but he went at the task with 4 could, Ln we can live there and carry on In the he showed in everything, I Intensity J( " sheep business became a devout church member, e 4 rj, "You have no conception of what dressed In white man's clothing. you are proposing to me," Crooked Bill This, perhaps, was not unusul groaned. "Sheep are terrible." but the "Spirit Lake massim (j "Well, you've always taken care of Otherday to be a sincere fna a te proved What a of the white me, haven't you. darling? W . a man. Inkpaduta, .1 . .l .Y. poor sport I'd be to desert you when .11. CI. uim iuun Uie, reuegaue oiuui, niui LI. you're down and out. No, no, dear. ers killed the settlers at Spirit life Ape a?rl We'll battle along together to the last S. D., and carried off two white u day sheep." Mrs. Shtf Gardner en, Abigail (later flee Uncle Bill Latham sighed and gazed and Mrs. Noble. Otherday and wt out the window. "If you'd er Sioux, a chief, offered to attecj drearily K( only fixed It up to marry Glenn a rescue, and followed the danger r Hackett " Dana at me tisk or ineir own m "If we didn't have these sheep and Mrs. Noble died before the frieni the Jndj the wool I'd marry him and risk learnpair won through to them, but li nevt ing to love him, Just to keep you from Gardner was released. sod worrying about me," Roberta assured years old t colls Otherday was fifty-sihim heroically. "But of course, thanks this time. The exciting events of the to that odious Jim Higgins, I find mylife, especially this latest exploit, wet hav( self In rather an Independent posienough for one person to have eipe thor tion. We will sell off all the sheep atlfxul r T n mit1id - v. uiiu out vi ' i v u au vim . 00 m and wool and live comfortably and woman, andj. lived Id comfortably economically on the Income from that house built for him by the agent t j until" his reservation. It is unlikely that i "Hackett Is coming for dinner," he j)rj expected further adventures he a interrupted. "Be nice to him. He's certainly earned a peaceful life l' tdng S my attorney, of course, and I'll have his later years and it is doubtful to tell him what's happened to me. ever longed for other deeds of m Promise me, Bobby, that if he renews to perform. his suit you'll accord him kindly and But his service was not over; I f respectful consideration." fact, it may be said to have scared- J In her great distress at the catas- begun. The Sioux outbreak of 1862,1. J trophe which had overtaken her guar which hundreds of Minnesota settler dian Roberta was in a mood to prom were tortured and killed, aroused tv ' ise anything and did. Crooked Bill entire region. Somthlng must be d appeared to rally Immediately. f and done quickly. Roberta was dressing when she John Otherday, Sioux, one of tS heard Glenn Hackett's car rolling up very tribe whose anger had fl the driveway. She looked out her forth in such dreadful might, hear window and called, "Hello, old the call again. He was sixty-How are you?" years old, but he knew that he nffl He favored her with a not very enanswer. There was a wilderness V thusiastic wave of his hand. tween the besieged settlers and Sa "Still holding his little grudge," RoPaul, where they would be safe, ft" berta thought. "Well, I don't blame people needed a guide, lest they C him. Nevertheless I loathe sulky come lost and die as they fled. fport men." Sixty-twwhite persons were fl Si Crooked Bill received his guest at ered by Otherday. He led tier d the door and at once conducted him through to Saint Paul safely, and tt two to the library. turned back to the frontier to of t ' "I've got to talk fast, my boy," he every aid at his command. General Sibley and his troops kf began, "before Roberta comes down. I'm supposed to have gone bust in the Ing been ordered to quell the uprlsis market Hillcrest has been gobbled Otherday became attached to them" up by my bankers to meet my notes, a scout, fighting against his trlbesw I'm down to a couple of thousand dolIt Is said that "no person in the He lars. In a word, h 1 pops generally." compared with him in the exhibit Glenn Hackett stared at the old genof reckless bravery." He dressed tleman owlishly. Crooked Bill con- in white, and It was his custom to I so far in advance of the troops tit tinued : "I hope I do not have to assure you, they often fired at him, mistaking for an enemy. Glenn, that in so far as Bobby Is conRemember the age of John Oft cerned I'm for you all the way "Thank you very much," Hackett re- day ; It seems incredible that he cm' w plied. "I have suspected as much for kill several younger men, Sioux a and but a, take their rlors, horses, a while." quite who had lived through adventT "That girl Is too high and enough to fill several lives, found mighty to suit me," Crooked Bill confeat not so difficult , tinued, sipping his drink with meditaAt the close of this war, the vaii tive pleasure, "so I've cooked up a scheme to bring her fluttering to the old Sioux was granted the sum tsfi ground. Roberta's the light of my eye $2,500 by congress. He bought a and tried to succeeded at agricnltf and the apple of my heart, but neverho" theless, as a reasoning human being, but It was too late for the war to begin drawing a plow. Fina'ljk I've got to admit she has her drawbacks. She's got to be yanked out of moved to the SIsseton and Wahpe reservation, where he lived onlj the clouds of romance to earthly pracshort time, dying of tuberculosis, in and ticalities, my feeble way I'm was burled on the land which he attempting to do it All of her life f I've been busy spoiling Roberta by hoped to some day own. There Is a monument at Mortf granting every wish she expressed and Minn., erected in honor of Otherii a heap she never thought of expressand the three other Christian IndliJ ing. That's had business. Now, then, here's my plaa I came staggering in, who showed their loyalty so heroic-- ; all over the place, and during the Sioux uprising. But K moaned aloud that I was out of the now, more than sixty years after market, that my brokers had sold me death, a movement has begun to b out because I didn't dare stay with the the grave in a fitting manner. I suggest an epitaph for the sto. game any longer. Well, as a matter "Here lies the body of an In of fact I am out of the market My brokers did sell me out but on the which enclosed the soul of a w1" t right side of the ledger, and as a man." (S, 193Z, Western Newspaper Union ) result I've cleaned up about ten millions. I've arranged with a trusted I "Inland Islands" friend to pretend he's bought Hillcrest land Britain's "Inland Islands" from the bank to which I had given a uated In one county but under the ? deed. Well, I did give the bank a isdictlon of another will soon H deed, as security for more money to pear, according to recent repo1,; piny mts crazy market, but I could counties In which tl. Neighboring I afford to. was miles ahead of the t "Islands" exist have decided to hounds playing on I've mnrgin. territories.." change their "foreign" leased this place for July, August and change will simplify administrate September and Roberta Is s rry work, but It Is meeting some opP for mp she's going to sell oh- her Hon from those who for sentlmeh Uncle Tom's sheep and wool and take reasons regret the passing of this care of me the remainder of my days." culiarly English anomaly." (TO BB CONTINUED.) ( in Crooked Bill. "You are very kind. Ken. you run Mrs. op to El I'aso and get the boy. Ganby will arrange that detail with you. Now clear nut and let nie sleep." Mrs. (Janby. with tears of happiness in her middle-ageeyes, followed the assistant general manager into the ranch otlW. "How long have you known Don Jaime?" he asked Holiart. "A Ion? time. Went to the state uni1 versity Willi him. My father and in the Bis down outfit a had tow Bend country but we went broke during the post w"r deflation period. Don Jaime and I enlisted for the World war and spent two yar guarding the border. At that we dodged more lead than some of thone who went to France. After the tmnk closed in on the Hobsrts I Joined the ransers; now I've left them to work for Ion Jaime." "He Ih fonenltally magnificent." Ken Holiart laughed. "Always remembers he's muy caballero, Mrs. Ganby. He does thins with a flourish. It Isn't pose. Ills people have always done It. His father died when be wan twenty. lie's twenty-eigh- t now. His mother died giving him birth, so you see he's man raised." "Why do you suppose he engaged me, Mr. Hobart? Do you think he suspected he was doing a very wonderful thing for my boy and me?" "Yes. I think so. Jimmy can see But be engaged through a ladder. you, principally. I think, because he wants the Casa Hlguenes to be running In civilized fashion In case his luck holds and he should have the honor of entertaining Miss Roberta Antrim and her duennn." "She'll not have a duenna." You'll supply "Oh. yes, she will. that lack. Don Jaime Is very tactnil and formal." "Why Is he so Interested In the niece of this vicious old man he had to kill?" "Because Don Jaime Miguel Hlguenes Is a romantic Mick, that's why. Ho saw a rotogravure picture of her In the Suburban Gentleman, and picked her for the mother of his children." "Oh, dear, lie's quite hopeless! She may photograph beautifully even with red hair, freckles and green eyes, but she may also be mean and selfish and Irritating; she may be without manners." "In that event." paid Ken Hobart, "she Just won't be the mother of his children. Don Jaime doesn't want the Hlguenes tribe to vanish from the earth, but he would prefer to have thera vanish rather than breed something ignoble. Where will I find this boy of yours?" he demanded, to change the conversation. "I'm starting for El Paso now." Mrs. Ganby wrote a note to the people with whom she boarded her crippled son and returned to her pa- o o o o o o o o o o com- few minutes later Enrico Caraveo, a little pockmarked Mexican, thrust a smiling, sardonic face up to the grilled window. "I have the honor to Inform Don Jaime that his visitors await his pleasure." "Confine them In the barn under guard. Feed them." "SI, senor." murmured the riding boss, and departed chuckling. Mrs. Ganby, white-facespeechless with terror, watched Don Jaime blowing rings. Presently he looked across at her, his eyes filled with musing, his white teeth showing in a gentle little smile. life-lon- j,0 x K T "It's a great world, isn't It, Mrs. Ganby?" he murmured. 'Tlease call Flavio. I would return to the veranda." The nurse stood by his chaise longue after Flavio had deposited him once more therein. "Don Jaime Higuenes," she demanded, "after that exhibition of Ingratitude on the part of those sheep men, are you still going to permit them to IrpsnflsH nn rnnr rnntroV Don Jaime raised a deprecating hand. "An Higuenes." he assured her, "does not quarrel with a woman." Mrs. Ganby's eyes blazed. "Now, at least." she declared, "I know why Cervantes wrote Don Quixote. Only a Spaniard could have conceived such a character and only a Spaniard could could could " "Senora," Don Jaime protested, "my name is Jimmy Higsjins." Roberta Antrim's limousine rolled up the graveled driveway to the wide portals of Hlllcrest, and Harms, the butler, came down the steps and opened the door. "Mr. Latham came home an hour ago, miss," he confided. "Something must have happened in the city today, miss. He's worried walking up and down the drawing room and talkI'm a bit worried ing to himself. about the master, miss." 'Thank you. Harms. You're very kind." A foreboding of disaster brought Roberta flying into the living room. Crooked Bill sat huddled in a reading chair, his face in his hands, his attitude reminiscent of profound despair. "Uncle Rill! What's happened?" Crooked Bill's old hands merely clasped his features tighter. He wagged his head and moaned. "I'm through. My brokers sold me out this afternoon. Oh. Bobby, Bobby, what a massacre! I stayed as long as 1 dared, but when the last Jump came I realized that only a crazy man would continue in this crazy market. X0OOX0XOO0000OXO000'X0OXX Ancient Writers Depict Terror Spread by Fly Vi - fc o -- i Vr dog-gon- e , One old writer tells us tle are struck with such that: "Cat- terror at the approach of these Insects (flies) that they forsake the pastures and run, furious. In every direction, until exhausted by fatigue they sink down and expire. Even the elephant and rhinoceros, though they cover their thick hides with a coating of mud, are unable to protect themselves from these trou blesome persecutors. Their attacks are not confined to the brute creation; and when they sting a human being, violent tumors are produced, and ev ery part of the body becomes as If Infected with leprosy." When to this graphic description of the terrors excited by the advent of such files, are added the further facts that In the East, some make their way Into the nose, ears and eyes to breed, others bore into and deposit their eggs In the flesh, where are produced, frequent maggots causes of very painful and often dan gerous ulcers, we can readily under stand the awfulness of the plague whereby Almighty God would drive well-know- Tharaoh and the Egyptians to do his will, before he should be compelled to Inflict greater troubles upon them.-Excha- nge. Silver a. Germ Killer It was discovered In the eighties that water kept In a silver or copper vessel acquired certain properties. It was only that a scientist in Paris foundrecently a com mercial adaptation for the phenomeAlthough germ-killin- g non. Silver chloride mixed with potter's clay and baked at a high temperature Is employed as a filtering medium says Popular Mechanics Magazine, and It hns been found that water passing through such a filter has the property of killing typhoid and other germs while Itself containing no silver Previous researches had demonstrated that. If silver Is to sterilize effectively, it must have enormous surface. It was therefore converted Into minute bubbles, which make It possible to kill ali germs In 10,(HK,000 liters of water. play-actin- g - L |