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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER, RANDOLPH, UTAH ' , l( LOCAL COLOR : 88 ' " GRAYSON By KARL t Associated Newspapers. WNU Service. V HAD driven the jvldth of through New Mexico WE into Arizona without seeing anything more than scenery to indicate we had reached the great open spaces, the wild and woolly West. Six days ago, before starting from New York on our Journey to the Pacific coast, our friend Norman,, who had made the trip four times, said to us :s Youll see plenty of cowboys, and Indians, too. And on the desert therell be prospectors, regular old desert rats. Theyre interesting to talk to. But here we were nearing Phoenix and hadnt even seen a horse, let alone a real cowboy astride one. It was discouraging. And then suddenly Janet cried, Theres one !" . .. One what? I asked, sitting bolt upright, and nearly running the car off the road. A prospector ! See ! There I Coming across the desert with his pack burro! By Jove, shes right! Jerry and his wife. Hazel, had sighted the man at the same, instant., Anda moment later I saw him, too, not 50 yards away. He was heading in a diagonal course for the automobile road. ' We Stop, you idiot! Jerry yelled. cant talk to him going 50 miles an hour. I didnt like the way Jerry yelled and I dont like Jerry especially well, anyhow, but I stopped. I was as anxious to get a closeup of the prospector as were the others. There was a possibility he might have something that I could buy to add to my collec- tion of frontier relics. We stopped at a point that I judged would intersect the desert mans patth, and waited. He was an old man, we saw, wearing a beard, battered felt and a collarless,' ragged shirt. His trousers were held up by one pender strap, and the legs of them were tucked into boots with rundown heels. He looked for all the world like one of the gold prospec- tors youre always reading about in western magazines and novels. and The burro was shaggy. Atop his back was piled . " , . ' ' .. mouse-colore- d . nway our money? We could go on bidding forever. Suppose we flip a coin? 0. K., said Jerry. Fair enough. He produced a coin. Heads I get it, tails you do? I nodded. He flipped the coin and it came down tails. I grinned joyously. Jerry looked sout and went back to the car. I turned to our friend. Heres your Lets have the gat. fifty, I said. Fifty-fivsaid the old man. O. K. I looked at him sharply. Fifty-fivI produced another bill and handed It over.' He gave me the gun. It was a beauty I Exactly what I wanted. And, miracle of miracles, there were two notches . cut In the handle 1 ' e, flve-doll- e. ar Triumphantly 1 returned to the car and showed my prize to Jerry. ' But the sour look was still on his face, and there wasnt much satisfaction In gloating. That would come later. We drove off, leaving the old prospector standing there pn the edge of the automobile road, looking after us. The money was still in his hand, and the last glimpse I had of him In the mirror he had taken off his battered hat and was scratching his head. His face wore the same expression of bewilderment I chuckled. Crazy old coot! , An hour later we drove Into Phoenix and put up at a good hotel. I was happy. I examined my gun, found that it contained one cartridge, which 1 extracted, then carefully wrapped both gun and ammunition reverently in an old silk handkerchief. . After dinner I went Into the lobby and sat down, picturing just how I would rearrange my den at home so that the relic would be prominently displayed. Presently I noticed that some one had come in nd joined a companion on the divan just behind where I sat. I couldnt help overhearing their conversation. said the newcomer. Hello, Joe, How they going? Sold Good," said the other man. three. How about you? for Five, said Joe. "Got He chuckled. I was the last one. working about 40 miles north "of town. Four suckers came along and the men in the party began scrapping over who was to have the gun. They finally decided to flip a coin and the loudest talker won. Came across with smacks without a squawk. By the way, I got to stroll down to Charlies and order me a new set of prospectors clothes. Those' old ones make me look too young. What do you think?"; Wouldnt hurt any. And while youre at it, youd better sink another ten bucks and get yourself a new burs ro. deserves going . to pasture. The first speaker stood up. . rear-vie- . fifty-fiv- e Girl Excels the Head of Boy Scouts in Tracking eve dlial HTO rU B a kjrigl D a y s' BtatMfaxUSanRlanl The fame of Lord . but as a military scout is world-widthere was one occasion when, as he confesses, I was taken down a peg in my boasted tracking by a young lady. She was the daughter of the late Lord Meath. Here is the story told by the founder of, the Boy Scout movement (In Lessons of a Baden-Powe- ll e, Lifetime) : As we were walking In the garden she suddenly pointed to footprints on the path and asked whar they meant. I said Indulgently: A common or garden cat has recently passed this way. ( Yes, even I could tell that, she replied, hut I can further tell what was the color of the cat can you? 'Tnis put me on my mettle and I set to work to examine any twig or spray that , might have caught a hair from the animal. But search as I would I could find no clue that would indicate the color of that cat. M.v companion looked at the track again closely and said : Yes, I am not mistaken. It was a light tortoise-shel- l cat. I also looked more searchingly on the ground but it gave back no help ful sign. At long last I confessed myself beaten. How did you arrive at the color? I asked. I saw the cat, she replied. s Simoniz a New Car! MAKES THE FINISH LAST LONGER Simoniz your car! New or old, the sooner you do it the better. If dull, first use the wonderful Simoniz Kleener . . . restores the lustre quickly and safely. Then Simoniz. It, too, is easy to apply, but hard to wear off . . . perfect protection for the finish which makes it stay beautiful for years. Gold in British Soil The announcement has been recently made that gold mining is to be resumed in the British hills of Carmathenshire. An English scientist, Bernard Holland, has been granted a lease, thus' reviving an industry established by the Romans. In fact, the industry is older than that, for in the British museum there Is a more ancient corselet of, Welsh gold, and a breastplate of beaten gold was found in a Celtic barrow in North Wales. . 63-ye- MOTORISTS WISE aw fifty-fiv- e Lop-ear- -- . Well, Ill be seeing you. Theres a case of those frontier guns waiting for me at the freight house, fresh from the factory. Ive got to go down and cut notches In the handles. So long. So long, said Joe. Augustus Augustus Saint-Gaude- s was born In Dublin on March 1, 1848, the son of a French father, a shoemaker by trade, Saint-Gauden- and an Irish mother. Taken to America In his infancy, he was apprentice to a studying In the schools of Cooper Union and the National Academy of Design. His earliest work in sculpture, made upon the eve of his departure in 1868 for Paris, was a bronze bust of liis father. He was admitted as a pupil of Jouffroy In l'Ecole des Beaux Arts, and two years later sent to Italy where he remained three years. While in Rome he executed his statues, Hiawatha and cameo-cutte- I Look Here! Exclaimed.' Were You Real Money , for the i Offering Worthless Old Thing. Cash! camping gear and cooking utensils and other implements that we judged were used in the search for gold. When within a. dozen yards of us he looked up and grinned toothlessly. It was ftien that tny heart leaped. For strapped about his thin waist was a holster, from which protruded the walnut handle of an ancient Even without seeing the revolving barrel and muzzle I knew that it was of vthat variety I wanted and had been searching for, for years, to complete ...'"my collection of old American guns. And I .knew that Jerry, who wanted a similar weapon, had seen it, too. I climbed out of the car in the hope of getting the jump on old Jerry, but he was right beside me, and the girls ; came laughing behind. I v said Listen, breathlessly to the old man, how much do you want for that gun? Give you five bucks! Double it, said Jerry annoyingly, and grinned. ' The oid man stared at us In amazement, looked from one to the other and then at the girls.. Thinking about It later I dont wonder that be acted a little frightened. Listen, I said again, Ill give you Mr. for that twenty-fivProspector, and right on the line, too." - - ; v ; , . e Thirty! said Jerry. . . As yet the old man hadnt 'said, a word, but he grasped the opportunity while Jerry and I were glowering at each other. , Dont want to sell It, he said. Jerry and I stared in amazement. were Look here 1" I . exclaimed, offering you real money for the worth-- less old thing. Cash ! : Do you under-stand- ? ' " I Will you take fifty dollars? r, ...asked. Fifty-five- . v . , ; ' . he said. ! said Jerry. I turned to Now wait a minute. sell for fifty." said He hed Jerry. Whats the use In you and I throwing Yes, ; - YOU, Eskimd Dog Is Strong The Alaskan Eskimo is a strong wolfy, dog, having straight, strong legs, a solid body and a massive head. - These dogs nre heavily furred, and have a beautiful, bushy tail, which is held over his back in proud fashion. The average weight of the Husky is 70 pounds, although they often scale much more. The Eskimos use these dogs for pulling sledges and for hunting musk ox and polar bear, which are overtaken and held at bay until the hunters arrive. self-relia- Bird Sell Newspaper Travelers at the West station In Budapest may buy newspapers of the most unusual paper seller in Hungary. He Is a tame sparrow, which assists Alargit Szep, who runs the stand. ' The bird gives change by picking up small coins and placing them in the customers hand. Margit rescued the sparrow when It fell from Its nest and trained Jt. The bird goes to bed in a pocket of Marglts apron, especially lined with wool for him. ; Ghost, Girl Ventriloquist Tarves, Scotland, is breathing freely gain after its greatest ghost scare, which wag started by a girl. The district had been mystified and alarmed for some' time by strange voices which came from the walls of a house, reciting the Lord's prayer one' minute and singing popular songs the next. 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