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Show STATELINE. Statelfne, Utah, March 7, 1010. Paul Kimball is now going ahead and pushing work at the Ophlr, slnco the deep snow has started to melt. C. W. O'Grain has gone out to his Atchison Creek ranch to see how everything ev-erything Is and to get his affairs in shape for the opting work. Nothing much has been heard this winter from Mr. and Mrs. Turnoc, who live on their ranch near Bryan Spring. Mr. Turnoc had everything layed In for the winter last fall, so the winter didn't bother him nny. C. W. O'Grain, who lives in the upper up-per part of town, is contemplating, with the help of others, to clear away the debris in the streets caused by the scattering of the wrecked roof of Lon Higbee'8 house, which was blown off by the high wind some time ago. Mr, Mays, who struck a rich silver and lead mine oiit at the Needle Range, has layed out a townsitc near the mine. The new camp will be called Sayso, and from nil -indications there will be plenty of work out there in the spring. The school children all say that they like Miss Bryant ns a school teacher about as well as they did Mr. A. Stanton Stan-ton Mason, out last year's teacher, and that is saying a whole lot for Miss Bryant, for Mr. Mason was without with-out doubt the best teacher Statelino ever had. , It is understood that there is to be a Bpecial dog tax of two dollars per dog, levied on all dogs in Iron county. When the news reached hero it appeared ap-peared that there would be a general dog killing, but from general nppear-ances nppear-ances and conversation now, it looks as if everybody would dig down into their jeans and get two dollars and pay on the most worthless cur to any old hound. "He's just a hound, that's all," said one of bur ranchers near here the other day, as he stood discussing with a friend about a new hound ho had imported from California' last fall. "I brought him up to try and make a hunting dog of him, and I have been trying to train him to catch rabbits. He makes for a rabbit on sight and picks him up with little difficulty, but instead of bringing the rabbit to me, he just lays down and devours it, and keeps repeating the performance until un-til his appetite is appeased and believe be-lieve me, it takes some rabbits to satisfy sat-isfy that hound. As for making a hunting dog of him, I see it can't be done, and I am figuring on killing him someway, but I hate to do it myself." "I'll do it if you will furnish the gun," suggested the friend. "No-sir-ee," was the rancher's reply; "powder is too dunned expensive for such as that." |