Indianapolis Times, Volume 33, Number 280, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 April 1921 — Page 4

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Jutoana Satla Samro INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA. ■ L * - Daily Except Sunday, 25-29 South Meridian Street Telephones—Main 3500, New 28-351 MEMBERS OF AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATIONS. -i . Advertising offices (Chicago, Detroit, St. Louis, Q. Logan Payne Cos. g (New York, Boston, Payne, Burns & Smith, Inc. INDICATIONS continue that it will be harder to corrupt the May primaries. Denny Bush is expected to remain at the penal farm. * POSSIBLY Mr. Seldensticker felt that he had already done enough toward releasing Denny Bush without participating in the parole board deliberations! WHEN SKIP-STOPS were used in Indianapolis in war time the application was not made in the mile square. Why all this worry about the “long blocks*’ now? WITH EVERY INDICATION that the street car company is no-w ready to surrender some of its “valuable rights’* the possibility of better street car service is improving. OH, WELL! It is interesting to know that Mr. Taggart's policemen knew where to go to stop craps shooting while the administration’s candidate made his speech! , PERHAPS that interests of Republicans in getting out Democratic candidates for mayos is prompted more by & desire to see Democrats kept out of the Republican fight than by love of Democrats!

Unnecessary Trouble Eliminating completely the question of whether it is necessary or desirable to operate on dogs In order to teach surgery, there is much in connection with the present practices of the Indiana University School of Medicine to arouse antagonism in this community. The college refuses to cooperate with citizens seeking lost pets and thereby givs color to the belief that it preys upon the pet dogs of the community. The college refuses to permit the presence of any other than its students and faculty at the operations and thereby gives credence to the belief that behind locked doors it perpetrates unknown atrocities on the unfortunate animals that fall into its hands. The college appears to regard itself as immune from honest criticism and above the necessity of heeding public sentiment in regard to the care of dofcs and thereby creates the suspicion that it controls or can control officials who are being paid by the public to protect it against offenses charged against the college. Day after day the sentiment in this community is reaching a higher pitch in regard to the dogs at the medical college. Three search warrants have been obtained by citizens who refused to stop at the doors of the institution which places so much unnecessary restriction around what it declares to be proceedings without guile. Other legal proceedings are contemplated. The certain result of the failure of the college authorities to reckon with public sentiment is a tremendous lot of trouble that is made necessary only by a mistaken policy. All that the public demands of the medical college is certain protection p?3r itself against the theft of pet dogs and certain protection for dogs against unnecessary cruelties. The only cost of this protection to the college would be the sacrifice of opportunity secretly to practice things its authorities declare they do not desire to practice. Refusal to sacrifice opportunity to do wrong cannot help create the impression that opportunity to do wrong is defended for the sole purpose of exercising that opportunity.

Oust These Toots! < Illustrative of how conveniently short are the memories of those political writers who are suborned by bi-partisan bosses is the effort now of an Indianapolis newspaper to induce Governor McCray to recall his demand for the resignation of Maurice Shelton as State purchasing agent. Governor Goodrich, announced the appointment of Shelton as his own when; it was made. This newspaper now declares that he was not an appointee of the Governor but was selected by the institutional heads. The facts are the selection was subjected to the law that requires approval by the Governor and Governor Goodrich would approve no One else. This same newspaper says there has never been disclosed anything in the record of Mr. Shelton's administration that would Ju&tify removal. It overlooks the fact that Shelton let for coal for the State institutions to a coal company in which Governor Goodrich’s brother was a stockholder and director, rescinded the contract when caught and later let it to another company composed of "close business associates” of the Governor. * It overlooks the fact that Shelton let another coal contract to a company in which Governor Goodrich's son was a stockholder and when caught in that deal arranged with Goodrich that the contract should not take effect until after Governor Goodrich retired from office. , Governor McCray certainly has a right to conduct his administration without the influences of men who can see no impropriety in giving lucrative State contracts to relatives and business associates of the official to whom he owes his appointment. • Whatever success Governor McCray makes of his administration will be dependent on his ability to divorce the Sheltons and the Wrights and other such appointees of Governor Goodrich from the State treasury. To advocate the retention in public office of these tools of the "financially able” Goodrich is to approve of the continuation of Goodrlchism, which has proved so intolerable to the taxpayers of Indiana. To advocate such honest motives Is, of course, possible, but the use of deliberate falsehoods in attempts to cause the Governor to waver in his announced intentions to better the administration of Indiana is certainly indicative of lack of honesty in the movement.

Cement If progress is made in the next fifty years, similar to that of the past, some people certainly will turn over in their graves. At times it is thought that the noise from cars, automobile trucks and children will cause a turnover anyhow. The introduction of Portland cement into the daily life has occasioned much remarkable progress. " The old stone mason who lived in every community is gone. A quicker way to do his work is used. Perhaps in half a century a brick mason cannot be found, excepting at the bank. Now ships and elevators, houses and roads are made of cement and Europe is to have concrete railroad freight cars. They cost only 70 per cent the cost of steel or iron cars, and in the absence of metal, as in Switzerland, are much in demand. It is true that had the beauties or the utility of a “poured” foundation or a poured fireproof house been advocated half a century ago, the advocates would promptly have been sent to Bedlam or some more convenient asylum. Likewise would the designer of a concrete elevator or ship, or car. Happily no one has suggested a concrete breakfast food. Just as all kinds of dishes for the morning repast were in process of thought and some had been marketed, the war came on and stopped that laudable enterprise. Since then the malls to Battle Creek have been poor, but eventually if not soon, cement or some byproduct of It will be sent out from there, as a sure cure for old age or something, done up in proper form with a fine picture of steaming hot pancakes to tempt the appetite. • The Sea Relents That truth is stranger than fiction is again illustrated in the casting up of two German submarine boats by the sea, near Falmouth, England. Photographs of the ships show them only a few yards apart on the beach. By law these become treasure trove and belong to the King of England. They will go into the cofTers of the empire, however, when reclaimed. The person who suddenly discovered a boat which must have cost SIOO,OOO at least may be just a little disappointed that he cannot keep It. It is fortunate that these boats, which are 200 feet long or more, did float or swim to shore and strand, before they did any harm to shipping. For a merchant ship to bump into something like a submarine, might so damage the merchantman that it would sink. The giving up of two boats by the sea, from under the water, is a surprise, as, of course, the parts of the submarine are all metal arfd in the aggregate weigh many tons. However, the batteries may have given Just sufficient buoyancy to cause the entire ship to move along the bottom of the sea, gradually nearing land, until a current or ground swell put it high and dry. ' How many treasures of the sea will be cast up, for generations bp come, cannot be foretold. None will bother Indianapolis, However. \

HYGEIAat theSOLITO

By O. HENRY

bles. “No more dead snre t’lngs for me. But Rus Sage himself would have snatched at it. Five to one dat de boy from Cork wouldn’t stay t’ree rounds is what I invested in. Put my last cent on, and could already smell the sawdust in dat all-night Joint of Jimmy Delaney's on T’lrty-seveath street I was goln' to buy. And den—say, telegraph pole, what a gazaboo a guy is to put his whole roll on one turn of the gahoozlum!” "You're plenty right,” said the big cattleman ; “more 'specially when you lose. Son, you get up and light out for a hotel. You got a mighty bad cough. Had it long?” “Lungs,” said McGuire comprehensively. “I got it. The croaker says I’ll come to time for six months longer—maybe a year if I hold my gait. I wanted to settle down and take care of myself. Dat’s why I speculated on dat five to one perhaps. I had a t’ousand iron dollars saved up. If I winned I was goin’ to buy Delaney’s case. Who'd a t'ought dat stiff would take a nap In de foist round—say ?” "It's a hard deal,” commented Raidler, looking down at the diminutive form of McGuire crumpled against the truck. “But you go to a hotel and rest. There’s the Meager and the Maverick, and—” "And the Fi'th Av’noo, and the WaldorfAstoria.” mimicked McGuire. “Told you I went broke. I’m on de bum proper. I’ve got one dime left. Maybe a trip to Europe or a sail in me private yacht would fix me up—pa’per!” He flung his dime at a newsboy, got his “Express,’’ propped his back against the truck, and was at once rapt in the account of his Waterloo, as expanded by the Ingenious press. Curtis Raidler Interrogated au enormous gold watch, and laid his hand on McGuire’s shoulder. “Come on. bud,’’ he said. “We got three minutes to catch the train.” Sarcasm seemed to be McGuire’s vein. “You ain’t seen me cash in any chips or call a turn since I told you I was broke, a minute ago, have you? Friend, chase yourself away." “You’re going down to my ranch,” said the cattleman, "and stay till you get well. Six months’ll fix you good r,s new.” He lifted McGuire with one haud, and half dragged him in the direction of the train. "What about the money?” said ?JcGulre. struggling weakly to escape. “Money for what?” asked Raidler, puzzled. They eyed each other, not understanding, for they touched only as at the gear of bevelled cog-wheels—at right angles, and moving upon different axes. Passengers on the sonth-bonnd aaw them seated together, and wondered at the conflux of two such antipodes. McGuire was five feet one, with a countenance belonging to either Yokohama or Dublin. Bright-beady of eye, bony of cheek and Jaw, soasred, toughened, broken and reknit, indestructible, grisly, gladiatorial as a hornet, he was a type neither new nor unfamiliar. Raidler was the product of a different soli. Six feet two in fieii'ht. miles broad, and no deeper that a crystal brook, he represented the union of the West and South. Few accurate pictures of his kind have been made, for art galleries are so small and the mutoscope Is as yet unknown in Texas. After all. the only possible me dium of portrayal of Raidler’s kind would be the fresco—something high and simple and cool and unframed. They were rolling southward on the International. The timber was huddling into I'ttle, dense green motts at rare distances before the inundation of the iown right, vert praries. This was the land of the ranches; the domain of the kings of the klue.

McGuire sat, collapsed into bis corner of the seat, receiving with acid suspicion tie conversation of the cattlemen. What was the "game" of thla big “geezer” who via carrying him off? Altruism would have been McGuire's lust guess. “He a n’t no farmer,” thought the captive, “and he ain't no con man, for sure. W’at’s his luy? You trail in, Cricket, and aeo bow many cards he draw#. You’re up against it, anyhew. You got a nickel and gallopin' cojjfumptlon, and you bettor lay low. Lay low and see w'at's his game. At Rincon, 100 miles from San Antonio, they left the train fr a buckhoard wb'cli was waiting there for Raidler. In this they travelled the thirty miles between the station and their destination. if auything could, this drive should have stirred the acrimonious McGuire to a sense of his ransom. They apod upon velvety wheels across an exhtlarant savanna, The pair of Spanish ponies struck a nimble, tireless trot, which gait the.y occasionally relieved by a wild, untrammeled gallop. The air was wine and seltzej-, perfumed, as they absorbed it, with the delicate redolence of prairie flowers. The 'road perished, and the buckboard swam the uncharted billows of the gras# itself, steered by the practised hand of Raidler. to whom each tiny distant mott of trees was a signboard, each convolution of the low hills a voucher of course and distance. But McGuire reclined upon his spine, seeing nothing but a desert, and receiving the cattleman’s advances with sullen distrust. “What’s he up to?’’ was the burden of his thoughts; “w’at kind of a gold brick has the big guy got to sell’.'” McGuire was only applying the measure- of the streets he had walked to a range bounded by the horizon and the fourth dimension.

A week before, while riding the prairies. Raldler had come upon a aloft and weaklng calf deserted and bawling. Without dismounting he had reached and slung the distressed bossy across his saddle. and stropped it at the ranch for the boys to attend to. It was Impossible for McGuire to know or comprehend that, in the eyes of the cattleman, his case and that of the calf were identical in Interest and demand upon hi* assistance. A creature was ill and helpless; he had the power to render aid—these were the only postulates required for the cattleman to act. They formed his system of logic and the most of his creed. McGuire was the seventh invalid whom Raidler had picked up thus casually In San Antonio, where so many thousands go for the ozone that is said to linger about its contracted streets. Five of them had been guests of Solito Ranch until they had been aide to leave, cured or better, and exhausting the vocabulary of tearful gratitude. One came too late, but rested very comfortably, at last, under a ratarna tree in the garden. So, then, it was no surprise to the ranehhold when the backboard spun to the door, and Raidler took up his debile protege like a handful of rags and set him down upon the gallery. McGuire looked upon things strange to him. The ranch house was the beet iti the country. It was built of brick hauled one hundred nilles by wagon, but it was of but one story, and its four rooms were completely encircled by a mud floor “gallery.” The miscellaneous setting of horses, dogs, saddles, wagons, guns and cow punchers’ paraphernalia oppressed the metropolitan eye of the wrecked sportsman. “Well, here we are at home,” said Raidler, clieeringly. "It's a hell of a looking place,” said McGuire promptly, ns he rolled upon the gallery floor, in a tit of coughing. “We’ll try to msk/ it comfortable for you, buddy,” said the cattleman gently. “It* ain’t fine inside: but it's the outdoors, anyway, that’ll do you the most good. This’ll be ysur room, in here. Anything we got, you ask for it.” He led McGuire into the east room. The floor was bare and clean. White curtains waved in the gulf breeze through the open windows. A big willow rocker, two straight chairs, a long table covered with newspapers, pipes, tobacco, spurs and cartridges stood in the center. Some well mounted 'heads of deer and one of an enormous black javeli projected ifrom the walls. A wide, cool cotbed stood iu a corner. Nueses County neople regarded this guest chamber as fit for a prince. McGuire showed his eyeteeth at it. He took out his nickel and spun it up to the celling. ‘“fought I was lying about the money, did ye? Well, you can frisk me if you wanter. Hat’s the last imoleon in the treasury. Who’s going to pay?” The cattleman’s clear gray eyes looked steadily from under Ills grizzly brows into the huckleberry optics of his guest. After a little he said simply, but not ungraciously, “I’ll be much obliged to you, son, if you won't mention money any more. Once was quite a plenty. Folks I ask to my ranch don't have to pay anything, and they very scarcely ever offers it. Supper'll be ready in half an hour. There's water in the pitcher, aud some, cooler, to dylnk, In that red jar hanging on the gallery.” “Where's the bell?” asked McGuire,

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looking about. “Bell for what?” "Bell to ring for things. I can’t—see here,” bo exploded in a sudden, weak fury, "I never asked you to bring me here. I never heid you up for a cent. I never gave you a hard-luck story till you asked me. Here I .am fifty miles from a bellboy or a cocktail. I'm sick. I cant hustle. Gee! But I’m up against It!” McGuire fell upon the cot and sobbed shlverirgly. Raidler went to the door and called. A slender, bright-complexioned Mexican youth about 20 came quickly. Raidler B P°te to him in Spanish. Ylario, it is in my mind that I promised you the position of vaquero on the Carlos range at the fall rodoa.” Si, senor such was your goodnciss.” ' Listen. This senorlto is my friend. He is very sick. Place yourself at his side. Attend to his wants at all times. Have much patience and care with him. And when he is well, or—and when he is well, instead of vaquero I will make you mayordomo' of the Rancho de las l’iedras. Esta bueno?” “Si, si—mil graclas, senor." Ylario tried to kneel upon the floor in hi# gratitude, but the cattleman kicked at him benevolently, growling, "None of your opery-house antics, now.” mlnu tes later Ylario came from room and stood before Raidler. > he little senor,” he announced, “presents his compliments" (Raidler credited iiario with the preliminary) “and desires some pounded ice, one hot bath, one gin fe&z-z, that the windows be all closed, toast, one shave, one Newyorkher&l,' cigarettes, and to send one telegram.” Raidler took a quart bottle of whisky from his medicine cabinet. “Here, take him this,” he said. Thus wai Instituted the reign of terror at the Solito Ranch. For a few weeks McGuire blustered and boasted and swaggered before the cow-punchers who rode in for miles around to see this latest importation of Raidler’#. He was an absolutely new experience to them. He explained to them all the intricate points of sparring and the tricks of training and defense. Ho opened to their minds' view all the indecorous life of a tagger after professional sports. His Jargon of rtang was a continuous Joy and surprise to them. Hit gestures, hi# strange poses, his frank ribaldry of tongue and principle fascinated them He was like a beiug from anew world. .Strange to say, this new world he had entered did not exist to blm. He was an utter egoist of brick* and mortar. He had dropped out, he felt, Into open spaos for a time, and all it contained was an audience for his reminiscences. Neither the limitless freedom of the prairie days nor the grand hush of the close-drawn, spangled nights touched him. All the hues of Aurora could not win him from the pink pages of a sporting Journal. “Get something for nothing,’” was his mission in life; “T'irty-Seventh’’ street was his goal. Nearly two months after his arrival he began to complain that he felt worse. It was then that he became the ranch’s incubus, its barpy, its Old Man of the Sea He shut hlmielr In his room like some venomous kohold or flibbertigibbet, whining, complaining, cursing, accusing. The keynote of his plaint was that he had been inveigled into a gehenna against bis ♦will; that ho was dying of neglect and lack of comforts. With all his dire protestations of increasing illness, to the eye of others he remained unchanged. Hi# currant like eyes were as bright and diabolic as ever; his voice was as rasping; bis callous faco, with the skin drawn tense as a drum-head, bad no flesh to lose. A flush on his prominent cheek bones each sfternoon hinted that a clinical thermometer might have rpveiilod a aymptom, and percussion might have established the fact that McGuire was breathing with only one lung, but bis appearance remained the same In constant attendance upon him was Ylario, whom the coming reward of the mayordomosbip must have greatly stimulated, for McGuire chained him to a bitter existence. The air—the man’s only chance for life—he commanded to be kept out by closed windows and drawn cur talus. The room was always blue and foul with cigarette smoke; whosoever, entered must sit, suflfocatlpg, and listen to the imp's interminable gasconade concerning hie scandalous career. ‘The oddest thing of all was the rein- I tlnn existing between McGuire and his benefactor. The attitude of the invalid toward the cattleman was something like that of a peevish, perverse child toward an iudulgent parent. When Raid- j lor would leave the ranch McGuire would fall intd a fit of malevolent, silent sul- j lenness. When he returned he would be met by a string of violent and sting- j ing reproaches. Raidler s uttltude toward i his charge was quite Inexplicable in its way. The cattleman seemed actually to assume and feel the character assigned to! hltu by McGuire’s intemperate accusa- i

KEEPING HOUSE WITH THE HOOPERS

(The Hoopers, an average American family of live, living in a suburban town, on a limited Income, will tell the readers of the Daily Times how the many present-day problems of the home are solved by working on the budget that Mrs. Hooper has evolved and found practical. Follow them daily In an interesting review of their ’ft borne life and learn to meet the conditions of the high cost of living with them.) "Mother, I think I could make you a very good substitute for u tea wagon that you could wheel the food and dishes from the kitchen to the dining room tablt>,” said. Roger at breakfast time, “If you will let me have that old baby carriage of Betty's in the attic.” “Well, I intended to give that to some one who needed one In an emergency some time,” answered Mrs. Hooper. "That is what 1 have been keeping it for. When

WEEKLY STATEMENT FROM MRS. HOOPERS ACCOUNT BOOK.

Received Henry's Salary.. _ $50.00 Budget. Paid Weekly _ _ Out Bftlanee Surplus Shelter SO.OO Nothing SO.OO $19.50 Food 20.00 Meat #2 25 Hairy Supplies 3.50 Fish 1.25 Vegetables 2 00 Groceries 7.25 > Ice 1.00 Henry’s Luncheon.... 2.50 9 Clothing 7.00 Trimming for Helen's dress .50 Garters for Betty 25 Hairpins 15 I Hair Ribbon 85 * * Operating ex- * penses 9.00 nouse Supplies 2.25 Stamps 10 Electric Light 1.75 6 ,0 Telephone 2.50 Deducted from Surplus 20.90 Advancement.. 3.00 Helen’s Dancing Les- 10 65 son 50 Church 25 Newspapers 25 r 1 00 o 00 Henry’s Monthly R. R. Ticket 2.25 Deducted from Surplus 425 i.75 Savings —Live , Ins. Prem.. 5.00 Nothing 5.00 20.00 ’ yU)O $24,60 $25.40 < $70,45 $50.00

we can give so little money for charity and philanthropy, I always feel as if we must have something on hand to give people less fortunate than ourselves, if they ever need it.” “I know, mother,” urged Roger, “but it will make yon a brand new piece of furnilure that will save you many steps. It has fine rubber-tired wheels. I examined them yesterday. My manual training last year at school turned me out expert enough to make a nicely finished tray from those pieces of hardwood in the basement. Then I’ll get the right kind of bolts and rivets from the hardware store and it won’t be any trick at all to mount It.” “Well,” said Mrs. Hooper, “that does

tions—the character of tyrant and guilty oppressor. Be seemed to have adopted the responsibility of the fellow’s condition, and he always met his tirades with a pacific, patient and even remorseful kindness that never altered. One day Raidler said to him. “Try more air, son. You can have the buckboard and a driver every day If you'll go. Try a week or two in oue of the cow camps. I’il fix you up plum comfortable. The ground, and the air next to it—them’s the things to cure you. I knowed a man from Philadelpby, sicker than you are, got lost on the Guadalupe, and slept on the bare grass In sheep camps for two weeks. Well, sir. It started him getting well, which he done. Close to the ground—that’s where the medicine In the air stays. Try a little hossback riding now. There's a gentle pony—” “AA'haCve I done to yer?” screamed McGuire. “Did I ever doublecross yer? Did I ask you to bring me here? Drive me out to your camps if you wanter; or stick a knife in me and save trouble. Ride! I can’t lift my feet. I could’nt sidestep a Jab from a' five-year-old kid. That’s what your d—d ranch has done for me. There’s nothing to eat, nothing to see, and nobody to talk to but a lot of Reubens who don’t know a puuching bag from a lobster salad.” "It’s a lonesome place, for certain,” apologized Raidler abashedly. “We got plenty, but it’s rough enough. Anything you think of you want, the boy’ll ride up and fetch it down for you.” It w'hs Chad Murchison, a cow-puncher from the Circle Bar outfit, who first suggested that McGuire’s illness was fraudulent. Chad had * brought a basket of grapes for him thirtv miles, and four out of his way, tied to his saddle-horn After remaining in the smoke-tainted room for a while, he emerged and bluntly confided his suspicions to Raidler. “His arm,” said Chad, “Is harder’u a He interduced me to what he called a shore-perplexus punch, and ’twas like being kicked twice by a mustang. He’s playin’ it low down on you, Curt. He ain’t no sicker’n I am. I hate to say it. but the runt’s workin you for range and shelter." The cattleman’s Ingenuous mind refused to entertain Chad’s view of the case, and when, later, he came to apply the test, doubt entered not into his motives. One day, about noon, two men drove up to the ranch, alighted, hitched, and came in to dinner; standing and general invitations being the custom of the country. One of them was a great San Antonio doctor, whose costly services had been engaged by a wealthy cowman who had been iald low by an accidental bullet. He was now being driven to the'statlon to take the train hack to town. After dinner Raidler took him aside, pushed a Iwenty-dollar bill against his haud, and said: "Doc, there’s a young chap in that room I guess has got a bad case of consumption. I'd Mke for you to look him over and see Just how bad he is, and if we can do anything for him.” “How much was that dinner I-Jnst ate, Mr Raidler?” said the doctor bluffly, looking over his spectacles. Raidler returned the money to bis pocket The doctor Immediately entered McGuire's room, and the cattleman seated himself upon a heap ol' saddles on the gallery, ready to reproach himself in the event the verdict should be unfavorable. In ten minutes the doctor came briskly out. “Your man,” he said promptly, “Is as sound as anew dollar. His lungs are better than mine. Respiration, temperature and pulse normal. Chest expansion four Inches Not a sign of weakness anywhere. Os course, I didn't examine for the baclUua, but it isn't tbere. You can put my name to the diagnosis. Even cigarettes and a vilely close room haven’t hurt him. Coughs, does he? Well, you tell him it isn’t necessary. You asked if there is anything we could do for him. Well, I advise you to Set tiro digging postholes or breaking mustangs There's our team ready. Good-day. sir.” And like a puff of wholesome, blustery wind the doctor was off. Raidler reached out and plucked a leaf from a mesqulte bush by the railing and began chewing It thoughtfully. The branding aeason was at haud, and the next morning Ross Hargis, foreman of the outfit, was muste-lug his force of some twenty-five men at the ranch, to start for the Ban Carios range, where the work waa to begin. By 6 o’clock the horses were all saddled, the grub wagon ready, and the cowpunehers were swinging themselves upon thetr mounts, when Raidler bade them wait. A boy was bringing up an extra pony, bridled and saddled, to the gate. Ratdie walked to McGuire’s room and threw open the door. McGuire was lying on hia cot, not yet dressed, smoking. “Get np," said the cattleman, and his voice was clear and brassy, like a a bugle. "How's that!" asked McGnire, a little startled. "Get up and dress. I can stand a rattlesnake, but t hate liar. Do I have to tell you again?” He caught McGuire by the neck and stood blm on the floor. “Say. friend.” cried McGuire wlldlv, "are you bughouse? I'm sick see? I’ll eroak if I got to hustle What've I done to yer?’’—he began bis chronic whine—"l never asked yer to—” “Put on your clothes," called Raidler in a rising tore. Swwaring, stumbling, shivering, keeping his amazed, shiny eyes upon the nowmenacing form of the aroused cattleman,

sound attractive and economical, and Helen und I would certainly love to have one." “I'll make it for your birthday, mother," said Roger, giving her a hug as he passed, “but, of course, you must pretend that you don’t know anything about It." “All right. I’ll pretend," agreed Mrs. Hooper, “and a real tea wagon will cerjtalnly be a wonderful birthday present.” Mr. and Mrs. Hooper had hardly started for their walk in the afternoon when It began to rain, and they sought shelter in the town library, which was one of the Joys of Mayfield, ns it was well managed, well patronized and well stocked with good books and periodicals. "We must take out several of the new magazines when we go,” said Mrs. Hooper, “us $ wunt you to read to me this week. I have so much mending io do

that I expect to sew nearly every evening and I shall enjoy listening to you read after you have finished your newspapers.” The menu for Sunday is; BREAKFAST. Apple Sauce Cereal Baked Sausages Beaten Biscuits Coffee DINNER. Stuffed Shoulder of Lamb Browned Sweet Potatoes Lima Beans Currant Jelly Fruit Salad _ SUPPER. Cold Bean Sandwiches Stuffed Eggs Banana Layer Cake Cocoa

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Pauroa. the fat man and cut-up of the A raw a village of WJiaka. He is a born comedian and delights in keeping visitors in an uproar with his antics. In garb such as Pauroa is wearing the ancient natives used to go Into battle. The men wore long cloaks of woven flax until they had worked themselves into a frenzy by dancing and oratory, then they discarded the cloaks and plunged

McGuire managed to tumble Into bis clothes. Then Raidler took him by the collar and shoved him out and across the yard to the extra pony hitched at the cate. The cow-punchers lolled In their saddles, open-mouthed. “Take this man,” said Raidler to Ross Hargis, "and put him to work. Make him work hard, sleep hard, and eat hard. You boys know I done what I could for him, and he was welcome. Yesterday the best doctor in San Antone examined him, and says he’s got the lungs of a burro and the constitution of a steer. You know what to do with him, Ross.’’ Ross Hargis only smiled grimly. “Aw,” said McGuire, lodking intently at Raidler, with a peculiar expression up on his face, “the croaker said 1 was all right, did he? Said I was fakin', did he.? You put him onto me. You t'ought [ wasn't sick. You said I was a liar. Say, friend, I talked rough, 1 know, but I didn't mean most of it. If you felt like I did—aw! I forgot—l ain't sick, the croaker says. Well, friend, now I'll go w-ork for yer. Here’s where you play even,” He sprang into the saddle easily as a bird, got the quirt from the horn, and gave bis pony a slash with it. “Cricket," who once brought in Good Boy by a neck at Hawthorne—and a 10 to 1 shot —had his foot in the stirrups again. McGuire led the cavalcade a# they dashed away for San Carlos, and the cow-punchers rave a yell of applause as they dosed in behind his dust. But in lass than a tulle he had lagged to the rear and was last man when they struck the patch of high chaparral below the horse pens. Behind a clump of this he drew rein, and- held a haudkerchief to bis mouth. He took it away drenched with bright, arterial blood, and threw it carefully into a clump of prickly pear. Then he slashed with his quirt again, gasped “G'wan’’ to his astonished pony, and galloped after the gang. That night Raidler received a message from his old home in Alabama. There had been a death in the family; au estate waa to divide, and they called for him to come. Daylight found him. in the buckboard, skimming the prairies for the station. It was two months before he returned. When he arrived at the ranch house be found it well-nlgb deserted save for Y’lario, who acted as a kind of steward during hia absence. Little by little the youth made him acquainted with the work done while he was away. The branding camp, he was iuformed. was doing business. On account of niany

severe storms the cattle had been badly scattered, ami the branding had been accomplished but slowly. The camp was now In the valley of the Guadalupe, twenty miles away. "By the way,” said Raidler, suddenly remembering, “that fellow I sent along with them—McGuire —ls he working yet?”j “I do not know,” said Ylnrio. “Mans from the camp come verre few times to the ranch. So plentee work with the leetle calveß. They uo say. Oh, I think that fellow McGuire he dead much time ugo.” Head!” said Raldler. “What you talking about?" "Verree sick fellow, McGuire,” replied Ylario, with a shrug of his shoulder. “1 theenk he no live one, two months when he igo away.” ‘•Shucks 1” said Raldler. “He humbugged you. too, did he? The doctor examined him and said he was sound us a mesquite knot." “That doctor,” said Ylario, smiling, “he tell you so? That doctor no see McGuire." “Talk up," ordered Raidler. "What the devil do you mean?’’ “McGuire,” continued the boy tranquilly, “he getting drink water outside when that doctor come in room. That doctor take me and pound me all over here with bis fingers"—putting his hand to his chest—“l not know for what. He put little glass stick in my mouth. He feel my arm here. He make me count like whisper—so—twenty, treinta, cuarenta. Who knows,” concluded Ylario with a deprecating spread of his hands, “for what that doctor do those verree droll and such-like things?” • “What horses are up?” asked Raidler shortly. “Paisnno Is grazing but behind the little corral, senor.” “Saddle him for me at once.” Within a very few minutes the cattleman was mounted and away. Patsnno, well named after that ungainly but swiftrunning bird, struck into his long lope that ate up the road like a strip of macaroni. In two hours and a quarter Raldler. from a gentle swell.* saw the branding camp by a water hole In the Guadalupe. Sick with expectancy of the news he feared, he rode no, dismounted, .and dropped Pflisnno's reins. So gentle was his heart at that moment he would have pleaded guilty to the murder of McGuire. The only being in the camp was the cook, who was just arranging the hunks of barbecued beef, and distributing the , tin coffee cups for supper. Raidler ; evaded a direct question concerning the one subject In his mind. “Everything all right in camp, Pete?” he managed to inquire. “So, so,” said Bete conservatively. “Grab give out twice. Wind scattered the cattle, nnd we've had to rake the ' brush for forty mile. I need anew coffee pot. And the mosquitoes is some more hellish than common." “The boys—all well?” Pet|g was no optimist. Besides, inquiries concerning the health of cowpunchers were not only superfluous, but bordered on flaccldlty. It was not like the boss to make them. “What’s left of ’em don’t miss no calls to grub,” the cook conceded. “What’s left of 'em?” repeated Raldler In a husky voice. Mechanically he began to look around for McGuire’s grave. He had in bis mind a white slab such as he had seen in the Alabama churchyard. But Immediately he knew that was foolish. “Sure,” said Pete; “what’s left. Cow camps change in two months. Some’s gone.” Raldler nerved himself. "That— chap— l sent along—-McGuire—-did—he—” “Say.” interrupted Petja. rising with a

Into the fight. This is one of the photos W. D. Boyce sent back from New Zealand, where his “West by Southwest" expedition stopped for several days. Mr. Boyce next week will tell readers of the Times about the Maoris of today, and also describe some of (he tribal dances. The Maoris of New- Zealand are unlike any other people In the world.

chunk of corn bread in each hand, “tliat was a dirty shame, sending that poor, sick kid to a cow camp. A doctor that couldn't tell he was graveyard meat ought to be skinned with a cinch buckle. Game as he was, too—it’s a scandal among snakes—lemme tell you what he done. First night in camp the boys started to initiate him in the leather breeches degree. Ross Hargis busted him one swipe with his ebaparreras and what do y->u reckon the poor child did? Got up, the little skeeter, and licked Ross. Licked Ross Hargis. Licked him good. Hit him plenty and everywhere and hard. Ross'd just get up and pick out a fresh place to :>v down on agin. “Then that McGuire goes off there and lays down with his head In the grass and bleeds. A hcm’rldge they calls it. Ho lays there eighteen hours by the watch, and they can't budge him. Then Ross Hargis, who loves any man who can lick him, goes to work and damns the doctors frtiu Greenland to Poland Chlny; and him and Green Branch Johnson they gets McGuire in a *tent, and spells each other feedin’ him chopped raw meat and whisky. ’But it looks like the kid ain’t got no appetite to git well, for they misses him from the tent in the night and finds him rootin’ in the grass, and likewise a drizzle failin’. ‘Gwan,’ he says, ‘lemme go and die like I wanter. He said I was a liar a Ia fake and I was play’n' sick. Lemme alone.’ "Two weeks,” went on the cook, “he iald around, not noticin’ nobody, and then—” A sudden thunder filled the air, and a score of galloping centanrs crashed through the brush into camp. “Illustrious rat ties nfikes f' exclaimed Petej spring all ways at oDce; “here's the boys come, and I'm an assassinated man if supper ain't ready in three minutes.” .. it Raidler saw only one thing. A little. brown-faced, grinning chap, ■-p'-inging from hi* saddle In the full light of the fire. McGuire was not like that, and yet— In another instant the cattleman was holding him by the hand and shoulder. “Son. son, how goes it?" wit* all he found to say. “(’lose to the ground, says you.” shouted McGuire, crouching Raidler’s fingers in a grip of steel; “and dat’s where I found it —henlt’ and strengt’, and tumbled to what a cheap skate I been actin’. Tanks fer kickin’ me out, old man. And say! de Joke's on dat croaker, ain't it ? I ioojjeil t'rough the window and see him playin' tag on dat Dago kid’s solar plexus.” “You son of a tinker.” growled the cattleman. “wliyn't you talk up and say the doctor never examined you?" “Aw—gwan i” said McGuire, withs flash of his old asperity, “nobody can't bluff me. Y’ou never ast me. You made vour spiel, and you t’rowed me out. anjJI let it go at dat. And say, friend, dfs chasin’ cows is outer sight Dis is de whitest bunch of sports I ever traveled with. You’ll let me stay, won’t yer, old man?" Raidler looked wonderingly toward Ross Hargis. “That cussed little runt,” remarked Ross tenderly, “is the Jo dartinest hustler —and the hardest hitter in anybody's cow camp.”

HOROSCOPE “The stars Incline, bnt do not compel!’' SUNDAY, APRIL *. This should be a fairly favorable day. The. Sun is in benefic aspect early In the morning and Mercury Is friendly later. Uranus is strongly adverse in the evening. It should be an auspicious time for the usual Sunday pursuits, the stars presaging for the clergy power to impress the minds of men and women. Forgery and libel will Increase, if the stars are read aright. Many scandals that touch persons in high places are forecast. Persons whose birthclate it is have the augury of a happy and successful year. Those who are employed should be promoted. Children born on this day should be lucky all through life. They should avoid responsibility and indulge their natural tendency toward the line of least resistance.

MONDAY, APRIL 4, 1921., This Is read as a doubtful day by astrologers. While Jupiter and Mercury are in benefic aspect, Saturn dominates In evil, power. The stars are friendly to business activities of every sort and there is a most encouraging sway fojr manufacturing interests, but there Is a sign indicating labor difficulties. Dissatisfaction among workers In regard to the Government attitude on industrial problems Is Indicated by the stars. Persons whose birthdate it is have the augury of a happy year in which there may be opportunity to exhibit moral courage and to attain local fame. Children bdrn on this day may be headstrong and iron-willed but fearless and able to carry on large undertakings. Mars is the principal ruling planet of these subjects of Arios.—Copyright, 1921. / ~— RELIGION OF GERMANY. Q. What is German’s religion? J. W. E. B. A. The state religion of Germany Is Lutheran. Central Germany is largely Protestant, the Rhino and Danube portions being Roman Catholic. Germany is about 01 per cent Protestant and 30 per cent Catholic; 2

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ELIMINATES BURNT TASTE. |g Q Can anything be done to destroy tlfl burnt taste of scorched milk? M. S. AA'.B A. Remove the milk at once from t*H stove and pla-e the pan in a basin cold water Add a pinch of salt stir. This v> 111 partially if not destroy the burnt taste. CABBAGE NOT FIT FOR SILO, Q. Can cabbages be put in a use for feed for cattle? L. W. K^H A. An experiment conducted by the DKlj partment of Agriculture showed while cabbages in their natural state acceptable to cattle, the siloed which resembles unsalted sauer is not eaten.-* This experiment did contemplate forcing the animals throujH hunger or by repeated attempts. | ’ ANCIENT BTAINED GLASS. Q. AA’here is the oldest stained glass window that bears the name and picture of the doctor ? J. M. C. A. The most ancient stained glass window that bears the name and portrait of the donor is in the Church of the Abbey of St. Dennis, near Paris, Installed In the twelfth century, by Suger. PHILIPPINE POPULATION. Q AA'hat Is the population of the Philippines? p. H. E. A. According to the ISMS census, the total population of the Philippines was 10,350,640.

PUSS IN BOOTS JR. By David Cory.’

Now as Puss Junior and his friend the little bear traveled on their way they, whistled and sang, for by this time Puss could whistle as well as a mocking bird, and the little bear could sing almost as well as Caruso when he was a little boy. And by and by, after a while, and many a mile, and many a smile, they cams to a big bramble patch where a little white rabbit sat on his hind legs eating a carrot. “Hollo, little rabbit," said Puss Junior. And the little bear said hulloa. too. And then the little rabbit ran into his bramble bush house, but came out in another minute with a little gold key In his paw. "Sir Cat,” he said to Puss. “I have often heard of you. Take this little qBC key and when you come to a gate lnf£r]| stone wall that borders the open the gate and enter.” SB So Puss started off again, and he the little bear ran along the wall they came to a small Iron door. when I’uss fitted the key in the lock,®*!*! door opened, so they both went in, after locking the door they lookefkgtg|n®l them. ■■■

“I wonder whose garden this I Puss, and just then a great bigl white rabbit hopped towards tfl had a crown of gold upon his bl| big diamond ring on his right ffl “Welcome, Sir Cat and BaronS my castle garden," and then! Puss aud the little bear to so I and pretty soon they came to I where the big immense white rail And n hen they were inside be I little white rabbit that lives in il patch told me of a little bear vl sing very sweetly, and of a cat I who could whistle like a black! I if you are they will you sing ail for me?” | So the little bear commenced I and Puss to wiiistle, and woul< I lleve it. the more they sang and I the less the big white rabbi'l like a rabbit. And before they fil turned into a handsome prince I that wonderful. gjj “My dear little friends,” said I some prince, who but a mome I had been a great big immense vl bit. “To you both I owe my 111 wicked witch changed me into I but the magic of your music ll me a man once more.” >*’ And after that ho would ha I Puss and the little bear anyttl wanted, only they were too I take his castle, and besides, -I they want with a castle? The;l to see the world, and so they m | again, and the next time yon s I what happened after that.—cl 192 L I (To be