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Show -- .r'&i 5CT i jfc. THE RICH COUNTY NEWS, RANDOLPH, UTAH college that makes preachers. I bet plum through any rethmetlc you can hand Im, an they say hes posted on purt nigh everthlnf thats goln on, r ever went on. THE RED LOCK ATale of the Flatwoods gon t " 1" Ck Bobbo-Uorri- ll - ' "SOME LOOKER SYNOPSIS. On tho banks of tha Wabash stand Taxis Colin and Jack Warhopa, rounf and Tary much in love. Taxis is tha snip daughter of old Pap Simon, Jack rich man and monay-lsnda- r. is tha orphan bound boy of Pap Simon who had forscloaed a mortgage on tha Warhopa rotate. At first Tsxla and Jack talk sadly of Kan Colin, brother. Than tan days his over, that he tha clrls missing Jack says that in servitude will ba will ride out into tha biK world to seek his fortune. Both know what that will mean to them. Texts and Jack talk of the red lock of "Rad Colin, inherited by Ken. And Jack says hes corninv back as soon as he Then finds gold in California. arrives the new preacher, Rev. Caleb Hopkins. Pap Simon introduces tha villagers to the new preacher, who was a college mate of Kan. At supper at tha Colin home tha preacher tells how the boy killed a gambler and disapHis father attributes peared. Kans fall from grace to his red lock of hair. Then Pap Simon has a sort of stroke, brought on by reading a letter from Ken. '"somewhere in New York," who curses his father on his death bed. A postscript by another hand says he is dead. CHAPTER IV got that It was there. Zeke Pollcks general store was the largest In the place. Zeke sold everything, from onion sets to grindstones, Including whisky barrels of It, from squirrel' to mellow old Bourbon 'right from the spigot A flatwoods-ma-n could buy It as he wanted It, from m drink to a Jugful, but furri-ner- s had to be Identified to get It In quantities less than a quart an Identification quite as exacting, though of a different sort as that required to . borrow money from - Simon Colin which Is another way of saying that a mans face went as far In the Flat- woods as his note. In the mellow evening of the day following the old bankers collapse over the remarkable letter no syl lable of which had been allowed to y ht il ' 1 d get beyond the cottage Uncle Nick Wlffles, a tall. old man with twinkling eyes, sat smoking a qultely meditative pipe In the one chair of the store. It was a variegated company that grouped around him In the dim half-ligof the feeble coal-olamp, with guardedly. Its charred wick and smoke-staine- d Iron-gra- , - warned Zeke, "hyur comes the parson. Almost with the words, the dapper, nervously alert young preacher entered the door. In spike of his studious air of riper years, he couldn't have been more than six or seven and of his calltwenty. The trade-mar- k ing was hung all over him. His shiny boots, elaborate frock coat, neck stock, high hat and enormous spectacles fairly shrieked schoolmaster. And yet one could not help wondering why fate had set such a man as the Rev. Caleb Hopkins to the business of keeping school. Dissociated from all suggestion of theology and chalk, bis figure was about all that could be desired in a man height a trifle above medium ; well set up ; lithe and graceful and his face nothing short of handsome, only for a certain air of peering severity. To look at him as he entered the door six feet of lithe young manhood smothering under Its ascetic, not to say somber. Investure one would never have guessed that there was anythlng-wro- ng with his herni, and yet that was precisely what had brought him to the Flatwoods. And now as he walked past Loge Belden slouched against the counter, he stopped and stood staring curl; ously at him. Belden seemed on tho point of resenting the look, when the Reverend Caleb quickly turned away, and with a nod passed the group around Uncle Nick and went on to the post office window at the rear of the room. What d yu say we ask im t g long, whispered A1 Counterman to Uncle Nick as tbe young minister stood waiting for Zeke Polick to adjust his dirty spectacles on his thin nose, turn up the smoky lamp and laboriously sort over the meager bunch of letters and postcards. Tu dasnt, Uncle Nick answered Sh-h-- b Flat-wood- . nuther, not right yearlln's. The Room Was Deadly Still. s. Buckeye was the capital of the Snugged away In a pocket of the bluffs where Eagle run breaks Into the valley of the Wabash, It never woke up - but once yvhen a rumor trickled In from somewhere that a railroad was headed that way. But the rumor subsided, Buckeye went back to sleep, and the big world for- - frgltlnr, soon I aint. Went off t Msourl owin me a dollar and thirty-fou- r cents, and I never did git 1L Aw, well, Zeke, dont worry none, Uncle Nick rejoined, ynve wormed It outen some other pore devil b this time, moren likely. The blacksmith slapped bis heavy hand down on his thigh, the others laughed, the fisherman's frisky eye twinkled and he swore merrily. Zeke said never a word, bet the expression In his little rat eyes might have meant any number of things. Blamedest feller that Jim Rummldge, Uncle Nick went on. "Ther werdn't nothin hut what him an that brother SI o his'n wus up to when Rleollect one they wus youngsters. Sundy Jim tuck It into 'Is bead t' yoke up a couple o calves ol man Rummldge was calculatin' t save fr oxen, an 'e coaxed Si t play off sick with !m sos they wouldnt haf t go t church. Well, the ol' folks werdnt moren out o sight when up Jumps Jim, an SI right after lm, an they breaks fr the barn-lo- t t yoke up them Author of The Blue Moon" flap jiickt kv Tho chimney. me, an yuU see whuther I aint of no parson. Mr. Hopkins, he called a moment later, stepping in front of the young preacher as he passed toward the door, a passel of us fellers Is goin a seinin up around Alpine island in the mornin. I reckon yu wouldnt like t go long, nr nothin, would yu? "Who are going, did you say? Oh, me an Uncle Nick, thar, an Big Jack Warhope. "I have promised to be at the social tomorrow evening at the schoolhouse, which, I am informed. Is always held in celebration of the last day of school. Do you expect to return In time for Watch . There was Zeke Polick, the postmaster and proprietor of the store, a 7 little old rag of a man; A1 Counter-ma' a fisherman, with a smoke-drie; a like bacon complexion rind;' the blacksmith, with his hard armR and bands so homy they could n, one-eye- d d I dast. that? well be back by noon, easy. Let me see. pondered the preacher, not willing to compromise his digThis nity by appearing overanxious. Is Wednesday; tomorrow Is Thursday I believe I may safely allow myself this recreation. I shall be most happy to avail myself of your kind Invitation. The fisherman stood fingering his hat and staring at the door long after the minister had passed out, the twinkle gone from his puckered one eye, a puzzled look on his smoked bacon rind of a face. Wouldnt Well, Ill be denied! thut singe y'ur whiskers! 1 dunno ylt whuther he said ed come 'r not. Unde Nick threw I is head back and fairly roared, while the postmaster rumpled up Ills dry countenance into a half begrudged grin. Course he said 'e'd come. Whar wus you brung up at, anyhow? Didnt yu hyur lm say he'd 'vail hlmsef of y'ur kind lnvytatlon? Course lies come. Zeke, we'll haf calclating t' git Al a new spellin book an' start 'Im t school next fall. Well, muttered the fisherman, as his face cleared and the twinkle came back to his waggish one eye, all I "ot t' say Is ; he can use up more dictionary asa.vin yes than any man I ever beard. But Aint 'e some looker barrln' that killin rig hes hobbled up In? Most too piped Zeke. Aw, dunno, Zeke, Uncle Nick obtain't gon t hurt 'lm none. served, Oqly drawback I can see is: Its a pity t' waste all them good looks en a -preacher. "Anyhow, put In Al. his rakish eye If dancing at Uncle Nicks remark, he wus ugly enough t tree the devil up a thorn hush, I dont 'low itd hep An I reckon he Ms preachin' none. shore must be some preacher, r he Aw, Doless Drifters Else to Go. " Who-Ha- d Nowhere bold a piece of Iron 'hot enough to sizzle water. Village loafers were there aimless, doless drifters who had nowhere else to go. Besides these. Loge Belden, said to be a Kentucky mountain man, tall, lanky and just comfortably In his mustache prime, with a reddish-sand- y and goatee, leaned on the end of the counter nearest the door. Little was known of him except that he and his sister had lately moved Into an old cabin on one of Simon Colins farms up at the bead of Eagle hollow, and that be had taken the Job of clearing the timber from an upland field and making It ready for the plow. Some said he had been a pearl fisher, others that he was wanted down at Vincennes. The Flatwoods held him at arms length end waited. "Rleollect Jim Rummldge, dont yu, Eckel Uncle Nick remarked. Jim Rummldge, reckon 1 do that, Biped Zekes thin voice, as he leaned lerward across tfie counter, That aint neither hynr nr there, argued Zeke. "That aint no morefl his duty, an what the taxpayers back whar e come from r payin lm fr. Duty r no duty, rejoined the fish erman, "Its a dern good sign. All the same, snapped the postmaster, If I had a gal which I aint got, na never had I wouldn't want 'er thro wed with lm like Slme Colins gal Is, an she shouldnt be, nuther. drawled Uncle Aw, well, Zeke, Nick, if she tuck after 'er daddy In looks, I reckon they wouldnt be no great danger. The raucous langh that followed from tbe crowd jarred the postmaster. I dont care what yu say, he shrilled In bis high,' thin voice, Texts Colins got good looks enough, If thats what yu want. I dunno what Slme Colins about. It aint like im, t take In a teetotal furrlner preacher r no preacher dont keer If e was a classmate oKens. That aint no recommend, nohow bein a classmate o Kens fr he wus as omry as tbe devil makes em. Theyre boun to be throwed tgether moren they ough f be. -Aint much moren a kid, nuther, the blacksmith remarked, apparently thoughtfully Impressed, as be searched his pockets for a match. "Somers around seventeen r eighteen Tbe postmaster glanced across at Uncle Nick, as If for confirmation of his statement. Tbe old man took tb good-looki- n, "aint wouldnt he where e teachln la a Harmless Laxative to Clean Liver and Bowels of Baby or Child. Even constipated, bilious, feverish, or sick, colic FRONTIER By ELMO SCOTT WATSON ( 1943, Western Newspaper Union.) a PONY BOB HASLAMS RIDE ONE of the most critical periods in American history, the Pony Express was the only means of rapid communication to bind tbe East and West together, and well did the brave combination of gallant horseflesh and dauntless manhood live up to the tradition of Get the mail through no matter what the peril of desert, blizzard or hostile Indians get it This is the story of how through Pony Bob Haslam got It through. One day In the summer of 1860, when Haslam had finished his run to Reeds station on the Carson river, Nevada, he found that settlers had commandeered all of the horses for a quick dash against raiding Piutes. Haslam was due to lay off at Buck-land- s, stretch the end of his of the express route, but the next rider was 111 and the division superintendent offered Bob a $50 bonus to go on. Haslam accepted and started on the lonely ride of 85 miles to Carson Sink. Here he changed horses, sped on through 37 miles of alkali desert to Cold Springs, transferred to a new mount and rode 80 miles more to Smiths creek, where he delivered the pouches to his successor. Then, after "this ride of 187 miles without a stop except to change horses, he rested for nine hours and was ready to go back with the eastbound malL But tragedy was ahead of him. At Cold Springs he found that the Indians had killed the station keeper and run off all the horses. Stopping only long enough to water his weary mount, Haslam pushed on and by sheer luck got through a country swarming with hos-tlland arrived safely at Sand Springs. At Carson Sink, the next station, he found 15 men garrisoned in the station, which had been attacked only a few hours previously. They tried to persuade him to remain until it was certain that the Indians had left the vicinity, but he refused. After resting 6n hour he galloped away and reached Bucklands safely, only three hours and a half late on his regular schedule. Ills bonus was Immediately raised to AT that-a-wa- y. 1 -- Sure Relief FORJNDIGESTION MOTHER! GIVE SICK BABY CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP TALES OF " THE OLD -- ANDEkSON By DAVID yu he can cipher, $100. not done yet But Pony. Boh-waThe westbound J'iil would soon lftid there $tsno one except himself to carry Tt B. , So back over the trail he went, and at Friday's station he finally found his duty ended. He had ridden 380 miles with less than and there was eleven hours lay-of- f, not an hour of his riding time when he was not in danger of capture by the Piutes and death at the torture staka s L sand o Galt d Tana o ThouThat Caynt Bs Drawed On, No Matter What Feller Cornea Along. pipe from between his Ups and sat tapping the stem against bis thumb nail. "I low yur not fur off, he answered meditatively to the postmasters look. Big Jacks twenty past, an Ive hearn say Texle wus three years younger to a day. That would bring er right around seventeen r eighteen. An sposon she is every lick of A gal it, the postmaster went on. ain't got none too much sense at eighteen an ther1 aint no gal but what can be drawed on. If the right feller comes along. Hoi on thar, Zeke, hoi on Uncle Nick had been leaning back against a cracker barrel. His chair came down with a bang, and his voice rang like struck metal. Youre goln a leetle too fur. Theys thousand an tens o thousand o gals that caynt be drawed on, no matter what feller comes along. Therd a heap more nice gals than men. Ther never wus a bad gal but what ther wus a bad man first, fin after Its over shed done. All endurin the years t come her heart has t be drug In the dust, while the man no, I wont call Mm man, an 1 caynt call im beast, fr the beasts clean compared carries Ms head' as high as bfore. I tell yu, people halnt never looked at them things right. The man dserves t be judged accordin t the same way the gal Is only more so. A hush fell over Jie group. The blacksmith sat patting his foot softly on the floor. Presently his calloused hand came down upon his knee with a sounding slap, whil his eyes, dull at most times from long looking into tee forge fire, lighted with the fervor of his feelings. "Good you Uncle Nick ! I agree with yu complete. Thats my kind o preaohln right t the pint. 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