Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 37, Number 66, Decatur, Adams County, 18 March 1939 — Page 3

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CLUB CALENDAR •eclety Deadline. 11 a. M. desnetto *'»Mt •hone* 1000 — 1001 Saturday Pythian Slater Rummage Hale. K of P Hom*. » a. m to » p, m. Monday Research Club. Mr*. Rusm-ll o*. en*. 1:30 p m. <’«m Join Va Claaa Anniversary supper. Church Parlor*. 6 p. m Woman* Club General Meeting. Übrary Auditorium. T:45 p. tn. ’| Tuesday Zioa Junior Walther League. Lutheran Church. ?:3<> p. m. Kta Tau Rlgma Sorority. Miss' Marie Kolter. Fort Wayne. ? no p m. Adam« County Nurse* Meeting. T: la p, m W. C. T. V. Inatitute. Ev.-ugelical I Church. 10 A. M loyal Daughter* Claaa Guest Night. Mra. WHIIam D»4llng<-r. ?:W F m. Pal lota XI Inspection. Mr*. Herman Kruckeberg, T: 30 p m. Pal lota XI Dinner. Lutheran Church. <:3n p. m. Tri Kappa Social Meeting. Elka Home, t p. m. Decatur Garden Club. Mr*. Lawrence Green. 1:30 p. tn. Wedneaday Shakespeare Club. Mr* Charles Teeple. 2:10 p. m Historical Club. Mra. Pl Att’J S:3o p. m. Thursday Eastern Star Meeting. Masonic 0 p *n. dent; Mr* William Schrock, rice president: Mra Don Lute*, treaaur! e.-. Mrs. Leo Saylors, secretary. Mr*, i C. C. Pumphrey assistant secretary. | The Women's Foreign Mission ary Society of the Methodist church will sponsor a rummage 1 sale April twenty-second The | place aril) be announced later. •OFFICERS ELECTED AT RECENT MEETING The Eastern Star will have the ■regular meeting in the Mason!? I Hal! Thursday evening at aeven- | thirty o'clock. The annua! report of the secretary, treasurer and auditI ing committee will be given Memor-_

a pair of .hoe. look like II ha. been on a 100-mile tramp. Laugh of the day la this Jackie * Cooper', parent, penuaded him ne ’ is getting too old to drive around ' in a hopped-up Ford with trick 1 light., horns, etc As a bribe, they offered to buy him another car. 1 So what happened ? So Jackie wild ' his hotcha car to the family but- ’ ler. There was rejoicing on the "Each ' Dawn I Die" set when George ■: Raft's honw. Nadir, .cored Its nrst ’ wtn at Santa Anita, paying S7 40. ’ On Raft a ttp. almost the entire ' company had him across the board. George wasn't fooling about in--1 creasing hi. stable, either. Hi* 1 , trainer has just come back from 1 - Hialeah with four more horse. Must give Eleanor Powell a laugh. After 15 years of breaking In Eleanor's working shoes, th* ' star's mother. Mrs. Blanche Powell, ' has taken up tap dancing to reduce. Try it some Um*. The ’ pounds roll off. Th* near riot on th* arrival of Dorothy Lamour. Edgar Bergen and Don Ameche in N*w York could easily have resulted in Injury to someone. It'll

’ -obably take a agedy. though, to teach th* ■ tudlos to go easy on ad ver- ‘ tislng the move* ments of (tar* 1 . . The pres* previews here have become madhouses since the theater* I have atarted i l b r oldcaztlng when and where.

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they'll be held . . . And moit local fans are very well mannered, too ... Joy Hodges apparently has gone through the list of Hollywood escorts for she was back with Lee Bowman at La Conga . . . Alma Lloyd and Producer Eddie Grainger are going together now . . . Is Antonio Moreno interested In Nonie Mitchell, the singer at rtie MandadayT He's a constant visitor these evenings at Neville Fleeson's late spot . . . Marlene Dietrich and Josef von Sternberg, inseparable a few years ago, made a foursome with the Richard Taubers at the Little Hungary ... lan Hunter's friends are recommending that he never go sailing without a life'preserver. He went overboard from his yawl the o’h»r day in the Catalina channel. Mrs. Hunter, who was at the helm, managed to bring the boat around and rescue him.

DFCati R DULY DEMOCRAT SATURDAY, MARCH IM, 1939.

lal service* will also |„ M a attendance i* desired. At the last meeting of th* hew officer* were elected forth« coming year. They were* Mrs. Nathan Nelson, worthy matron; Melville l»t bar, worthy patron; Mis* filer- ■ rice Nelson, associate ma iron. Ru*. veil Gwen*, aaaoriato patron; Mr*. Jack Migh, secretary; Mm. Martin GUaon. treasurer; Mrs. Adrian Baker. conductress; Mr*. R. A Stuck•y. **mm late conductress The Decatur Garden Clnb will Meet Thursday afternoon at twothirty at the home of Mrs. Lawrence Green. Mra. Floyd Acker and Mr*. Delton Passwater will be assisting hostesses t sshmm. C. L. W CLAM MAS MEETING THURSDAY The C L. W. claaa at the Evan,'tolkal church met Thursday evenj itig at the home of Jayne Eady witb twelve member* and one guest pre- 1 •ent A short business meeting was held, followed by a social hour. <• wnea and contents were played .and prises were awarded t» Betty Fuhrman. Charlotte Andrews. PhylI Us Kolter. Alice Brunnegraff. Phyllis McFarland and Roberta Coffelt. I . At the close of the social hour, tie j lie ion* refreshments were served ;»y 1 'he hostess, assisted by Ruth Hatmi ImoML MAN IS SLAIN tCONTtNVED FROM PAGE ONK> ' police If he recognized the ■ tnanan. Hill whispered the name ot a for- 1 , met customer. Mra. Hall said th» man Ijer Rue•bind named had been diMatlsfled | vlth a heater installation Hall made r ~——— ■»

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CHAPTER XXXV Fifty miles north of old Fort De fiance in Arizona, the du Cbelly. one of the greatest canyon* on earth, had long been a mystery. Only th* Navajo knew its secrets. White soldier., peering into it, had reported it impregnable, its steep side, lined with ston* houM. and niche fortresses where Navajo warrior* hurled spear* and arrow* and atone* down upon helpless invader*. And these mysterious stone fortresses had been built, not by the Navajo, I but by tribes long vanished. Now with winter coming on. with . the snow* appearing cn the mesa* of northern Aritona. Kit received new orders. He was to capture one hundred more Navajo, and march with them to Santa Fe — “returning through Canyon du Chellyl* There were defile* in that canyon, I Kit had heard, where only one man i at a time could squeeze through. ; How could he lead nearly eight-hun-dred men down a narrow pass beneath the arrow* of all the warrior* left of the Navajo nation! But he dictated the answer to the order and sent it by Indian runner to Santa F 4: “Before I return, all . connected with this eanyon will cease to be mysterious.” January sixth. 1864. On this day, oat Into th* snows from Fort Canby, marched Kit Carson’* army on the last round- ip of th* Navajo. This Canyon du Chelly expedition would b* celebrated. It would mark the breaking of Indian courage in the New World. The .now deepened as the soldier* neared the dangerous canyon. There was little food for the men, no fodder for the horse*. Kit sent the laboring supply train, drawn by oxen, around the outside of the canyoa. to wait for him at the west opening. On that snowy march of twentyfive miles, twenty-seven oxen perished. And Kit with hi* division also went to the west opening, sending Captain Pheiffer with one hundred soldier* to stop up the east opening. “W* will bottle in th* Navajo*,” Kit said to Pheiffer. "They cannot escape over th* aide* of the Canyon.” Pheiffer nodded with admiration. At such times Kit showed hi* true mettle a* strategist. Pheiffer was an Indian fighter without mercy — he had fought helplessly on the desert while his wife was scalped anff slain by Indian*. Now hi* life was bound up in revenge—under Carson. On January 12. 1H64, Kit stood knee deep In snow, ordering hi* hungry, desperate men In hand-to-hand fighting with hundreds cf Navajo who attempted to force their way through the bottle neck of th* can- - yon. In th* skirmish eleven warriors were killed and several squaws I taken captive. Then, clinging to the ice-covered rocks. Kit climbed to the rim of the great crevasse. Below, a thousand —fifteen hundred feet below—lay th* sheer steeps of Canyon du Chelly. Sunlight played on its frozen walls In place* the canyon narrowed to a single frozen stream. Again it widened, showing the small peach orchards, dear to the Navajo, and barids of sheep huddled in the snow, and horse* pressed under th* rock* for shelter And Kit, waiting, wrapped in an Indian blanket on that frozen cliff, saw, through two days of watching, tiny objects moving along the frozen crevasse from the east opening— Pheiffer and hi* indomitable hundred—crawling like ant* down the crack in th* earth. Marching along icy trails, over th* narrow ice-bound rivsr, through graait* cracks their bodies scarcely

It hl* home. Rhe said ha had threat-' •■ned Hall unlca* aujuatmrntt w*r* made FARMERS SEEK i tcexTmvßß from pace <*«> of the heavy etpedae Os ff.n.bofl In connection with the urban line modernisation, now nearly comIdel ion in Decatur and in progress In Monroe and Berne. It |a not known whether It would be possible to make an appropriation large enough at thia time to rover the expense of purchasing the newer type telephone service on all line* desiring It. A dennite statement on the petition* in the next few days was promised by the officials "'O' i NATIONS PROTEST tmXTINt'KD FROM PAOR ONK> uln that after the crowned council rejected Germany'a demands last night they were submitted again today In a slightly altered form. The foreign editor of the pape- 1 de< lared that Rumania la mobtl Hing army corps and Germany has ! 22 divisions ready as an eastern striking force. Meanwhile. France was expected now to follow Britain's lead by recalling her ambaaaador from Germany. I Joseph P. Kennedy. American I ambassador to Great Britain, paid • hl* second visit In 24 hour* to I ; VHrount Halifax, foreign aecreI tary. to disc us* the Ctechoalovak , ; situation, as Great Britain and I France announced their protest* I In Washington, the state depart- i ment had advised Secretary of > | Treasury Henry Morgenthau. Jr..' that It acknnweledged “de facto" . German administration of Czechoslovaks area* but refused to con- '

7 -rw ▼▼ could asitarl And above—a thousand feet above them -danced and > | yelled on their granite ledges the , angered Navajo, black as crow* against the slate-white winter sky. The Navajo shouted Indian curves—and roiled great rocks down on the soldier* filing below. The whit* men dodged, and shouted back curi tee lost on the icy wind. The Navajo shot long arrows, and bullets from i rifles brought from unscrupulous i whit* trader*—but their fore* was spent in a thousand feet of driving wind. i And Kit watching, whit* with ’ cold on hi* ice-bound height, saw ' Pht iffer’s men destroy two thousand - peach tree* in th* canyon, and drive i ahead of them in the narrow defile : all th* sheep and eattl* of the rich and powerful Navajo, leaving them , to face death by starvation in their i last great stronghold. Canyon du . Chelly, Then in the snow* outside the Canyon, with hi* frozen-footed, i starving men, Kit Carson waited with Pheiffer the surrender of th* > Navajo nation. Out of the Canyon, filing in a I tragic cavalcade thousands long, cam* th* once all-powerful nation. A month Kit waited, and during that time seven thousand and nine , hundred Navajo—three thousand . actually captured by Kit’s men—i came before Kit Carson and humbly prayed for peace. "Navajo nation no more!" their , chief* promised sadly, standing wrapped in their blankets, like the . robe* of fallen kings, in th* snow before Kit Carson. “Thi* is the crowning act in th* life of Kit Carson!” reports said in Washington. Kit had rounded up th* entire Navajo nation! It was “the moat sensational performance in the annals of the West.” In th* East civil war was raging, but Kit knew little of that, nor of th* wartime successes of hi* old friend* Fremont and Sherman, both General* now—the latter preparing to meet deathless fame on hi* march through Georgia. And Kit, modest and unassuming Kit, was to hi* own astonishment also to become a General! He had conquered the Apache and the Navajo. Other Indian nations, deaperate before the driven flood of whites, buried ancient enmity, smoked the peace pipe together, and danced in ritual war dance* dedicated against the white race. In the valley of the Canadian River, near Bent’* old trading post where Kit had served as hunter, under whose adobe wall* Alice, hl* first wife, lay buried, thousand of allied warriors, Comanche, Kiowa, KiowaApache and Arapaho, shuffled and stamped in the everwidening circle of the war-dance. Dancing, they chanted in unison: “Death—to all white men!” “Not a flint must b* struck,” Kit whispered an order to his second-in-command. “No smoking of pip** tonight.” All orders w«r* given in whispers, this night of November twenty-four, 1864, a* Colonel Kit Carson with four hundred men. on* hundred of them Ute and Apache scouts, struggled through a twelveday march in snow into the valley of the Canadian. Even Kit led hie horse over th* snowdrifts and frozen earth, a* did all the others, all night until dawn. “Bene-aca!” rang a shrill cry from a thicket. "Enemy come!" Ahead lay one hundred and seventy tepees of whitened buffalo hide, like army tents, an encampment of the allied army of Comanche and Kiowa. "To horse! Arml Ch Argo through!" Kit, shouting orders, lad

cede the legality of nail rule. 11 Viscount Halifax wa* visited today by Herbert Von Dlrcksen, Getman ambassador: Charles Andre Corgm. French ambamador. and Ivan Maisky. Russian ambassador Sir N'evil Hand*r*on. thj BritHb An>l>a««adur to Germany, wa* inctruciad to inform the German Government : ' The British government tegAM*l ' a* without legal basis the change* effected by German military action In Ctechoalovakla.'' This mean* that in th* mind* oi Great Britain—and France— Hp- ( let's new conctueat assume* the su-l tn* of Japan's seltnre of Chines* Manchuria, which the great Demo critic power* have not yet recognixed after more than seven year*, and of Benito Mu«*oll0l'a conguest of Ethiopia, which neatly brought war In Europe. Mrs John Cromer of route three Is confined to her home because of illness. Mr and Mrs. Dale Clippinger of, Van Wert. Ohio. John Everett, and Mr* C. E Peterson of this city •pent Friday In Dayton, Ohio. Mrs Jesse C. Rut ton Is vtsitmg in Indianapolis with Mr. and Mr* ■ Edmund Bosse ■ O' n. ■ Gary Newspaper Keeps Up Attack Cary. Ind. Mar. 11.— (U.PJ —A* 1 the trial date on contempt ot court 1 charge* against three officer* of. , the Gary Post-Tribune was set ( yesterday for March 30. the paper 1 resumed Its anti-gambling cam-

- charge through the village. It would i not do to remain on the open plain to t fight many thousands. On the river i bank, he remembered, four miles away, was a broken-walled deserted . building known to all frontiersmen , as “Adobe Walla.” Kit led JUa racI mg regiment, pursued by hundreds . of mounted Kiowa*, through tall > winter grass and dry brush and I snow drifts, into Adobe Wall*. i "They have cut off our wagon i train,” Pheiffer reported in vexat tion. Kit ordered th* men and horse* i into the broken wall*, and looked , back. On th* other aide of the j alarmed village th* wagon train, * carrying provisions and accomP panied by seventy-five men, waa » helplessly cut away, j “If they capture our wagon*... i began Kit, frowning. i No tim* to worry about that. Th* inner court of Adobe Wall* wa* F crowded with horses and soldiers, . with little food and no water, and | outside th* walls, whooping, yelling i and grimacing, rod* hundred* of naked, befeathered, painted Comi anches, th* “Arab* of th* Plains” . and their allies, the oncc-peaceful . Kio waa. [ Racing at full speed. Comanche* f flung their shining bodies over the I side* of their horse* and fired from under the horses’ neck*. Th* Com- . anches were acrobats. It wa* said they were born and lived on horser bock. ; And beyond these racing lines i were massed nearly two thousand i other savage warriors in full regalia, motionless, sitting their i horses, whil* twelve magnificent i chiefs rod* up and down, haranguing loudly. • I “There is Little Mountain, head chief of all th* Kiowas!” said Kit, . with reluctant admiration, for the i old chief’s struggle to maintain th* traditional hunting lands of th* , Kiowa nation could not but receive i his respect. “And One-Eyed Bear i of the Comanche*--and White Bear and Stumbling Bear, and Iron Shirt i of the Kiowa Apaches—” And Kit knew, as he spoke, that thia colorful dramatic spectacle he , was watching now could never again be seen in the shifting pageant of America. Surgeon Courtright had prepared an emergency hospital in a corner • and wa* dressing thgwound* of six | soldier* already w< uor.ed in the running fight to gain *‘i*iter. Their battery <.*;*• I imbering up. The gun* were im.!:eben*d. "On*—Fire! Two—Fir*!" ordered Kit. At th* first sound of cannon the entlr* allied army of savage* sat their horses as if petrified. Then with one converted howl of terror they turned their horses and fled back to the whit* tepee village. Temporarily, at least, there I would be peace. Kit gave permission for breakfast. Th* tired soldiers stretched about in their narrow space, and under the hooves of their horses opened haversack*. Hardtack and raw bacon were munched gratefully, but Kit, armed by some sense of uneasiness that was almost psychic, carried hi* spy. slass5 lass to the broken crest of th* wide irt wall that wa* set with sentinel*. He was right! To th* east, about three mile* away, Kit saw through ; the glass another village of at least three hundred and fifty tepee*. From it, racing over the valley land, came a thousand mounted warriors on splendid horses. And all around them, for twelve miles around the valley, Kit could see other villages—all sending their quotas of mounted watriora to Adobe Walls! "To saddle*!" shouted Kit. was*

paign with a front page editorial. I Contempt of court charge* have l»een lodged against J. it and H It Huydet. publisher and editor, and Myron Harris, managing editor. by City Judge William Fletch •r. Fletcher termed as contempt ah edltotml printed Wednesday Which crlHclted bl* handling of | gambling rasa*. Ytwierday'* editorial called the contempt charge “of little Importance because there l* n»thing In the law to sustain au<h a charge.*' Jury Will Probe Strike Violence ’ - - Evansville. Ind. Mar l« - -QJJt>- ! Grand Jury Investigation of strike 1 violence at th* Hervel. Inc. plant here Will begin Monday. Circuit Judge John W Hpencer Jr, annouoced today Meanwhile. |2 members of th* atrlklng Vnlted Electrical. Radio and Machine Worker* union. Oman organiter. were held by police, pending investigation of the disturbance. "■■■■■■■■■•■•■■■•■munsswwmmaMsmMsss College Os Surgeons Meet In Indianapolis Indianapolis. March 11-Opening' It* Indianapolis Wednesday mornIng. March 33. will be a three-day sectional meeting of the American I College of Surgeon*, with several t.undred surgeon*. pby«lcians. and I hospital executives from six state* In attendance. State participating (are ll'inoi*. Indiana. lowa. Michigan Ghlo. and Wisconsin. Headquarter* j wjtl be at the Claypool Hotel. Indianapolis hospital* will bold operative and surge <al clinic* and demonstiutions of Ucaplial administration and procedure* a* a prominent part of th* 1 meeting. ■ o Beggar Hide* Fie* Clothe* San Franciaco <U.R> — Thoma* Welch. 35. ragged beggar, was found to posses* secret lodgings.

CHAPTER XXXVI The euldiere sprang to then horses. Outside the adotw wall* thej formed a defensive circle whil< arouno them, circling like vulture* five thousand allied savages stvrmeu the hated whites. Now Kit's men charged now the red horde raced like pointed wedgvr of living flame up the very guns of th* white*. The smoke of gunpowder blurred vision and wa* bitter on their tongue*. Arrow crossed with bullet and th* heavy thunder of th* battery shook th* frozen earth. “Look behind their ranks!" Kit said to Buckskin Charley the Ute Chief, his ally, hired by the Government a* scout. "Isn’t that a white?" Kit always vowed that a strange fantastic figure who stood behind the Indian forces, blowing an American army bugle, wa* a white man! When Kit's bugler sounded ad'ance, he merrily sounded retreat, clearly and shrilly, and in that sat age turmoil, indescribably comic. He knew all the army signal*, and all day, in answer to the American bugler, he sounded th* denial of the order. At every signal th* soldier* laughed and cheered Without food, they could not go on fighting long. “We’ll have to get through to the wagon train,” said Kit. It wa* a desperate chance. It meant fighting acroe* open valley, through four nation* of savage warrior*. But Kit, in desperation, ordered out the cavalry. "Form column fours—howitzer* bring up the rear.” he ordered, a* calmly as if ordering hi* men to march around the Taos plaza. Four abreast they advanced upon the Kiowa village, beset on every side by five thousand navage*. Warrior* raced before them and cast blazing brand* on th* tall dry grass set amid snow drift*. Flames tossed before them -a blazing wall. Kit found a place where the grass was thin and th* flame* low. Kit led hi* army through the wall of flame Through th* smoke and fir* th* Indian* appeared like painted devils. They took th* village. They burned the white skin tepees and looted the rich Kiowa’s. Kit looked upon heap* of white women's and children's clothing, a cavalry sergeant’s sword, a handful of photographs. Each told of a tragedy of the plains, of looted wagon train* and white scalp* taken. With four Indian nation* following them, the American* fought their wav tn the wagon train, and then turned with new energy on the tribes. The band* scattered and disappeared. It was impossible to punish them all. It was a wonder. Kit often said, that a single man of his left the Canadian valley alive. But they had taught the allied Indian* a terrible lesson. The Battle of Adobe Wall* wa* the greatest Indian battle to be fought west of the Mississippi. And Kit Carson, th* scout and Indian fighter, wa* on March thirteenth. 1866, by order from Washington. brevetted Brigadier-General of Volunteer*. A month later Vicksburg fell—Lincoln wa* aaaassini a ted. War ended between North and South, and in the West th* war between whit* and red was nearly over. Fifty wars had been fought between white and Indian. General Kit Carson was mad* mediator-in-chief of th* Great Southwest. Hl* the duty to call together the remnant* of the great vanishing tribe*—Kiowa, Cheyenne, Apache. Comanche, Arapaho, and win their lignaturea to everlasting peace. These treaties Kit Carson made —eigning them with hi* name, a* hl* wife Joaefa had taught him.

Coast Mother Slain, Quiz Two Ju ■k Ilk & * A '-’i v ’c * * "V ’ J • 'Wi ; ; i > John Y arnell Mrs. Varnell John Varnell 25 of Ixw Angele* Cal . and Melvin Morri*, a neighbor. were questioned by police following the mysterious slaying of John a young wife. Maxine shot to death as she stcod over the crib of her ailing nine-month-old son. John. Jr Mrs Varnell is shown at right with her daughter. Ixirraine

• here f'.oo Mas cached. 1125 on his person and a very sumptuous wardrobe .He distinguished bi iween the latter and the ragged costume he was wearing by explaining that the latter was hl* "working clothes.*’ ' - o — Tailor. 101, Still Sew* Cleveland. O —John Wagner. tailor, has celebrated bi* 101st birthday, but he still sews on. as he has for the past 80 year*. The i centenarian began hi* tailoring carner in Prussia and has not yet

He had struggled long betweer two torrvnte, whit* and red. on« ushing to supremacy, one to obli viun. * There had been little peace sot | Kit Carson. There was little rest "or him now. Still he longed for Taos, hi* home. Now he saw the j <ubdued tribes fighting new enemies f — white man's whiskey, disease, evil way* brought by treacherous whites. He saw “their women de j bauched, their men degraded." “Father Kit” became spokesman for the defeated. In February, 1868, General Kit Carson stood with a delegation of 1 once-powerful Indian chiefs in the e White House in Washington. A ; gentle, shy, modest little man, with long hair now silvered and honest e eye* a faded blue. Kit heard in «ym--1 pathy the aged chieftain's pleading. Ten Bear* spoke for th* Com- ! anches: "What good can come of this? I |r do not understand. It wa* not our - young men who first danced th* war » dance. You sent out the first soldier > —we sent out the next. We followed r th* buffalo in peace. Then thunder t was in the air, our camp* were made 1 into fires, sorrow was in our hearts. ... Then our young men went forth i like the buffalo bull when the cows are attacked. Then white scalps t hung in our lodges. Then the white women cried ard the Comanehe t women laughed. , "You put us on reservations—- • build us houses. I do not went these ■ thing*. I wa* born on th* prairie when th* wind* blew free and nothi Ing broke the light of the *un—l i want to die there- -not within wall*. > Why, Great Father, do you ask u* to leave our river* and sun and wind i and live in houses. . . . ' “I shall carry any good thing you • say to me as close to my heart a* : my own children—it shall not be i forgotten. I want no blood upon my land to stain the grass. I want it clean and pure. I want all to find i peace among my people. , . But the Indians, driven beyond the last frontier, were given all they did not ask for—houses and farming implement* and plot* of land to be tilled. Like caged eagles they were trapped in reservations, some to kill themselves there, other* to die, others to recall tale* of their old glory to hot-eyed youth* who would never learn to ride and shoot long arrow* in happy hunting grounds of the West. A great race was vanquished. Warrior* with painted faces and floating eagle feather* gave way to their conqutrer*-- hard -eyed men of fierce and tender hearts--men like Kit Carson, who could hav* lived in no other age, against no other background of prairie and sullen sky. A"A Kit who had served so long was a great hero in Washington. His old friends, General Fremont the Pathfinder. General Sherman who had marched through Georgia, and others with whom he had opened the long trail* from the Mississippi to California, flocked around Kit and paid him honor. Shy. dazzled Kit again drank tea from fine china In splendid drawing rooms, and tried hard to remeniber to remove hl* hat. Frail, sweet-tempered and modest, Kit was overwhelmed by the attention he attracted everywhere. One officer gushed over him: "So thi* is the great Kit Carson, who made so many Indians run!” "Yes,” drawled Kit, "sometime* 1 run after them, but most times they war running after me." tn the lobby of his hotel a drummer pestered him for reminiscence*. "Wall, I'll tell you,” Kit related at last, annoyed. 'Down on the plain* once I wa* all alone and about five hundred Comanche* chased me. They killed my hors# and I clum a butte. There was a split in this, and I elum it higher end higher

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i learned to speak English. Hi* - eyes are as “good a* ever." and he aew* on odd bits of clothing I about the house. II Tas Free Gasoline Tinted Regina. Sask. — (t’Pl- When moI toriaia or truck drivers use purple . gasoline for other than farm purpoeea. they are liable to have their cars or truck* impounded from six seeks to two months. The gasoline • purple in color, is sold to farmer* tax free, for farm use* only.

>ne big red rascal was right on m? heel*. ”1 lost my gun but kept my knife The split grew narrower and then it nnched out and there I war, at the ,-nd. I turned. w'A my knife, and when that big Comanche came I -truck at him. Bjt he dodged and my knife hit the rock and busted square off in my hand and that big Comanche yelled and jumped right on me- — " "Yea. ye*, go on. General!" gasped the breathles* lutener. “Then,” drawled Kit. "He killed ; me!” To a diplomat who apologised for I calling him merely "Colonel," by i mistake. General Kit Carson replied i with a guileless smile, “That ain’t : nothin’. Just call me Kit.” Joe Meek, the old trapper of Kit’s . youthful adventures, wa* in Wash- - ington, and the two old scouts* manner of finding amusement t -gether wa* the sensation of Washington ■ Neither understood money. Both were given their expense* from gov ernment source*, and sometimes Kit borrowed from Joe and sometime* Joe from Kit, but oftener both were broke together. Then their 'onversationa ?rew bewildering. “Kit, let me have some noney." "I haven't any. Joe!" "Go and get some." “Hang it. whar am I to get money from!" “Wall, try the contingent fund, cain’t you?” But Kit’* friend* noticed that Kit coughed often, and the vein* in hi* throat, that had burst when Kit had run on foot, year* before, from pur suing Blackfeet, were badly swollen And Kit, who had come to Washington to plead for hi* red children, <aid nothing of the anxiety eating hi* own heart. Resigned from service because of ill health. Kit was not even entitled to half pay. He could not work or ride a horse. His brood of children, the eldest sixteen, needed care he could not give. Kit had loved deeply hi* wife, hi* children, hi* home. All through the war years he had been the despair of his superior*, pleading for visits of—leave, for a glimpse of them. “ l *•“*• broken and silverhaired. Kit could turn home. From Washington, toward Taos, Kit rode part of the wav by train. "The Iron Horae” wa* following the trail beaten by Kit Carson. Airplanes would flash, year* later, thousand* of feet above that toilsome trail. Kit's Josefa, "of the heart-break-ing beauty", died that April sud denly, without warning. They had loved one another dearly for twenty, five years. And Kit Carson too wa* dying They moved him to Fort Lyon, near Tao*. In a barren adobe room, on a bed of buffalo robe* and Indian blankets, "the greatest of all froa. tiersmen” lay smoking the hand»ome pipe Fremont had given him and talked gently to the simy surgeon. hi* friend, of the old fro* life of the mountain* and plain*. On May twenty-third. 1868. one month after Josefa died. Kit turned his honest blue eye*, faded now by fifty-nine years of living, upon the doctor who sat by hi* side. "Doctor.” he said gentlv. “my friend, adios." Kit and Josefa Carson are buried where they knew greatest happines* —in Tao*. One year after Kit Carson died in the same month of May, the la*i spike In the transcontinental rail was driven at Promontory Point in Utah. The East had fol J™' 11 ’’ tr,ul 10 ""*« with Kit Carson** West. THE END. *» *>«O» WMI> tHablkoie* to gfas a,,*,,,,'