Jasper County Democrat, Volume 20, Number 102, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 March 1918 — Page 7

SATURDAY, MARCH S 3, 1918

CHAPTER 1-4. Montague Smith, Lawrenceville bank cashier and society man, receives two letters. One warns him that a note which he has O. KL’d with consent of Watrous Dunham, the bank’s president, is worthless. The other is a summons from Dunham. He breaks an appointment with Vera Richlander, daughter of the local millionaire, and meets Dunham alone at night In the bank. CHAPTER Xl—Smith gets encouragement In his fight from Corona, but realizes that he must stay away from her. Vera Richlander and her father come to Brewster. CHAPTER Xll—Smith tells Corona of his danger. He hears the Richlanders have gone up to the mines. He hires a new stenographer, Shaw, who is a spy of Stanton’s. CHAPTER XIII—He meets Vera, who has not gone away with her father. She exacts almost constant attendance from . him as the price of her silence. CHAPTER XlV—Stanton and his wife fall to learn about Smith from Vera. Stanton makes some night visits and is trailed. CHAPTER XV—Smith tells Starbuck of the time limit on the dam. Starbuck cautions him about Vera and tells him of a plot to kill him or blow up the dam. They catch Shaw listening, but he escapes. CHAPTER XVl—Rumors that the dam U unsafe cause a stock-selling panic. Smith tells the colonel of his entanglement with Vera and the colonel wants to let her talk if she wants to. She tells Smith that Tucker Jibbey, another sultor. Who knows Smith, Is coming to visit her. chapter XVII—An abandoned rail'tdad right-of-way is claimed across the dam, and Smith prepares for actual fighting. He buys options on all offered etock and stops the panic. CHAPTER XVIII—He tells Corona he has locked up Jibbey in an old mine until the fight is over. She calls him a coward. CHAPTER XIX—He releases Jibbey, and after that rescues him from drowning. CHAPTER XX—Smith tells Starbuck Of Stanton’s probable moves to get United States court Interference. CHAPTER XXl—Vera warns him that her father has written to Kinzie about him. The colonel is loyal and calls Kinde a straddler. CHAPTER XXll—Vera and Jlbbey refuse to identify Smith, and mislead Kinde. Stanton breaks with Kinzie. CHAPTER XXIII—Vera offers Smith wealth, position and a cleared name at home, but he refuses. The dam is captured by Stanton’s men. CHAPTER XXlV—Smith, warned that Stanton has telegraphed to Lawrenceville for his arrest, goes with Starbuck to the in chambers. ’ ’ CHAPTER XXVI. Freedom. On the northern bank of the Timanyoni the Brewster street, of which the wagon bridge is a prolongation, becomes a country road, forking a few hundred yards from the bridge approach to send one of Its branchings northward among the Little Creek ranches and another westward* up the right bank of the stream. At this fork of the road, between eleven and twelve o’clock of the night of alarms. Sheriff Harding’s party of special deputies began to assemble. Under each man’s saddle flap was slung the regulation weapon of the West —a scabbarded repeating rifle; and the small troop bunching itself In the river road looked" serviceably militant and businesslike. An automobile rolled silently down the mesa road from the north and came to a stand among the horses. The sheriff drew rein beside the car and spoke to one of the tw T o occupants : “Well, Mr. Smith, we’re all here.” “How many?” was the curt question. “Twenty.” “Good. Here is your authority”— handing the legal papers to the officer. “Before we go in you ought to know the facts. A few hours ago a man named M’Graw, calling himself a depu.ty United States marshal and claiming to be acting under instructions from Judge Lorching’s court in Red Butte, took possession of our dam and camp. On the even chance that he isn’t what he claims to be, we are going to arrest him and every man in his crowd. Are you game for it?” *Tm game to serve any papers that Judge Warner’s got the nerve to issue,” was the big man’s reply. “That’s the talk; that’s what I hoped to hear you say. Was Stanton arrested?” “He sure was. Strothers found him in the Hophra House bar, and the line of talk he turned loose would have set a wet blanket afire. Just the same, he had to go along with Jimmie and get himself locked up.” “That is the first step; now if you’re ready, we’ll take the next.” Harding rode forward and the advance began. For the first mile or so the midnight silence was unbrokfen save by the subdued progress noises and the murmurlngs of the nearby river in its bed. Once Smith took the . wheel while Starbuck rolled and lighted a cigarette. It was Starbuck who harked back to the talk which had been so abruptly broken off. • “Let’s not head into this ruction with an unpicked bone betwixt us, John,” he began gently. “Maybe I said too much, back yonder at the foot of the hill.” -“No; you didn’t say too much.” was

The Real Man

By Francis Lynde

me low-toned reply. And then: “BiTTy, a few months ago I was jerked out of my place in life and set down in another place where practically everything I had learned as a boy and man had to be forgotten. I don’t know that Tm making it understandable to you, but —” “Yes, you are,” broke in the man at the wheel. “I’ve had to turn two or three little double somersaults myself in the years that are gone.” “They used to call me tMonty-Boy,’ back there in Lawrenceville, and I fitted the name,” Smith went on. “I’ve

“They Used to Call Me Monty-Boy.”

just had to do the best I could out here. I found that I had a body that. could stand man-sized hardship, and a kind of savage nerve that could give and take punishment, and a soul that could drive both body and nerve to the limit. Also, I’ve found out what It means to love a woman.” Starbuck checked the car’s speed a little more to keep it well in the rear of the ambling | “That’s your one best bet, John,” he said soberly. “It is. I’ve cleaned out another room since you called me down back yonder in the Little Creek road, Starbuck. I can’t trust my own leadings any more; they are altogether too primitive and brutal; so I’m going to take hers. She’d send me Into this fight that is just ahead of us. and all the other fights that are coming, with a heart big enough to take in the whole world. She said Td understand, some day; that Td know that the only great man is one who is too big to be little; who can fight without hating; who can die to make good, if that is the only way that offers.” “That’s Corry Baldwin, every day in the week, John. They don’t make ’em any finer than she is,” was Starbuck’s comment. And then: "I’m beginning to kick myself for not letting you go and have one more round-up with her. She’s doing you good, right along.” • “You didn’t stop me,” Smith affirmed ; “you merely gave me a chance to stop myself. It’s all over now, Billy, and my little race is about run. But whatever happens to me, either this night, or beyond it, I shall be a free man. You can’t put handcuffs on a soul and send it to prison, you know. That is what Corona was trying to make me understand; and I couldn’t—or wouldn’t.” Over a low hill just ahead the polebracketed lights at the dam w-ere starring themselves against the sky, and the group of horsemen halted at the head of the railroad trestle whichmarked the location of the north side unloading station. Harding had sent two of his men forward and they reported that there were no guards on the north bank, and that the stagings, on the down-stream face of the dam, were also unguarded. Thereupon Harding made his dispositions. Half of the posse was to go up the northern bank, dismounted, and rush the camp by way of the stagings. The remaining half, also on foot, was to cross at once on the railroad trestle, and to make its approach by way of the wagon road skirting the mesa' foot. At an agreed-upon signal, the two detachments were to close in upon the company buildings in the construction camp, trusting lo the surprise and the attack from opposite directions to overcome any disparity in numbers. At Smith’s urgings, Starbuck went with the party which crossed oy way of the railroad trestle, Smith nimself accompanying the sheriff’s detachment. . With the horses left behind under guard at the trestle head, the up-river approach was made by both parties simultaneously, though in the dark-, ness, and with the breadth of the river intervening, neither could see the movements of the other. Smith kept' 'his place beside Harding, and to the’ sheriff’s query he answered that ne was unarmed. I “You’ve got a nerve,” was all the comment Harding made, and at that

they topped the slight elevation and came among the stone debris in the north-side quarries. From the quarry cutting the view struck out by the camp mastheads w-as unobstructed. The dam and the uncompleted power house, still figuring to the eye as skeleton masses of form timbering, lay just below them, and on the hither side the flooding torrent thundered through the spillway gates, which had been opened to their fullest capacity. Between the quarry and the northern dam-head ran the ■ smooth concreted channel of the main ditch canal, with the water in the res--1 ervoir lake still lapping several feet below the level of its entrance to give assurance that, until the spillways ' should be closed, the charter-saving stream would never pour through the canal. i On the opposite side river the dam-head and the camp street were deserted, but there were lights in the commissary, in the office shack, and in Blue Pete Simins’ canteen doggery. From the latter quarter sounds of revelry rose above the spillway thunderings, and now and again a drunken figure lurched through the open door to make its way uncertainly toward the rank of bunk houses. Harding was staring into the farther nimbus of the electric rays, trying to pick up some sign of lhe other half of his posse, when Smith made a suggestion. | “Both of your parties will have the workmen’s bunk houses in range, Mr. Harding, and we mustn’t forget that Colonel Baldwin and Williams are prisoners in the timekeeper’s shack. If the guns have to be used —” | “There won’t be any wild shooting, of the kind you’re thinking of,” returned the sheriff grimly. “There ain’t a single man in this posse that can’t hit what he aims at, nine times

out o’ ten. But here’s hopin’ we can gather ’em in without the guns. If they ain’t lookin’ for us —” The interruption was the w-hining song of a jacketed bullet passing overhead. followed by the crack of a rlfle. “Down, boys!” said the sheriff softly, setting the example by sliding into the ready-made trench afforded by the dry iitch of the outlet canal; and as he said it a sharp fusillade broke out, with fire spurtings from the commissary building and others from the uesa beyond to show that the surprise Was balked in both directions. “They must have had scouts out,” was Smith’s word to the sheriff, who was cautiously reconnoitering the newy developed situation from the shelter of the canal trench. “They are svidently ready for us, and that knocks your plan in the head. Your men :an’t cross these stagings under fire.” “Your ‘wops’ are all right, anyway,” laid Harding, “They’re pouring out of :he bunk houses and that saloon over there and taking to the hills like a flock o’ scared chickens.” Then to its men: “Scatter out, boys, and get the range on that commissary shed. Hint's where most of the rustlers are cached.” Two days earlier, two hours earlier, perhaps, Smith would have begged a weapon and flung himself into the ’ray with blood lust blinding him to everything save the battle demands of :he moment. But now the final milestone in the long road of his metamorphosis had been passed and the darksome valley of elemental passions was .est behind. “Hold up a minute, for God’s sake!” le pleaded hastily. “We’ve got to give :hem a show, Harding! The chances ire that' every man in that commissary believes that M’Graw has the law mi his side —and we are not sure that le hasn’t. Anyway, they don’t know that they are trying to stand off a sheriff’s posse!” Harding’s chuckle was sardonic. ‘You mean that we’d ought to go over yonder and read the riot act to ’em first? That might do back in the country where you came from. But rhe man that can get into that camp over there with the serving papers low’d have to be armor-plated, I reckon.” “Just the same, we’ve got to give them their chance!” Smith insisted

doggedly. “We can’t stand for any mnecessary bloodshed —I won’t stand cor it !” Har'ding shrugged his heavy shoulders; “One round into that sheet-iron commissary shack’ll bring ’em to time —and nothing else will. I hain’t got iny men to throw away on the dewlabs and furbelows.” Smith sprang up and held out his hand. “You have at least one man that you can spare, Mr. Harding,” he snapped. “Give me those papers. I’ll go over and serve them.” At this the big sheriff promptly lost his temper. “You blamed fool!” he burst out. ‘You’d be dog-m Cat before you could get ten feet away from this ditch!” “Never mind: give me those papers. I’m not going to stand by quietly and see a lot of men shot down on the chance of a misunderstanding!” “Take ’em, then!” rasped Harding, meaning nothing more than the calling of a foolish theorist’s bluff. Smith caught at the warrants, and before anybody could stop him he was down upon the stagings, swinging himself from bent to bent through a storm lof bullets coming, not from the com--1 missary, but from the saloon shack on the opposite bank—a whistling •shower of lead that made every man in the sheriff’s party duck to cover. How- the volunteer process-servei* ever lived to get across the bridge of death up man might know. Thrice in the half-mipute dash he was hit; yet I there was life enough left to carry him stumbling across the last of the stag-

THE TWICE-A-WEEK DEMOCRAT

Ing bents; to send him reeling up the runway at the end and across the working yard to the door of the commissary, waving the folded papers like an inadequate flag of truce as he fell on the doorstep. After that, all things were curiously hazy and undefined for him. There was the tumult of a fierce battle being waged over him; a deafening rifle fire and the spat-spat of bullets puncturing the sheet-iron walls of the commissary. In the midst of it he lost his hold upon the realities, and when he got it again the warlike clamor was stilled and. Starbuck was kneeling beside him, trying, apparently, to deprive him of his clothes with the reckless slashings of a knife. Protesting feebly and trying to rise, he saw the working yard filled with armed men and the returning throng of laborers; saw Colonel Baldwin and Williams talking excitedly to the sheriff; then he caught the eye of the engineer and beckoned eagerly with his one available hand. “Hold still, until I can find out how dead you are 1” gritted the rough-and-ready surgeon who was plying the clothes-ripping knife. But when Williams came and bent down to listen, Smith found a voice, shrill and strident and so little like his own that he scarcely recognized it. “Call ’em out —call the men out and start the gate machinery!” he panted in the queer, whistling voice which was, and was not, his own. “Possess —possession is nine points of the law —that’s what Judge Warner said: the spillways, Bartley—shut ’em quick!” “The men are on the job and the machinery is starting right now,” said Williams gently. “Don’t you hear it?” And then to Starbuok: “For Heaven’s .sake, do something for him, Billy—anything to keep him with us until a doctor can get here!” Smith felt himself smiling foolishly. “I don’t need any doctor, Bartley; what I need is a new ego: then I’d stand some sha—some chance of finding^ —” he looked up appealingly at Starbuck —“what is it that I’d stand some chance of finding, Billy? I —l can’t seem to remember.” Williams turned his face away and Starbuck tightened his benumbing grip upon the severed artery in the bared arm from which he had cut the sleeve. Smith seemed to be going off again, but he suddenly opened his eyes and pointed frantically with a finger of the one serviceable hand. “Catch him! Catch him !” he shrilled. He’s going to dy-dynamlte the dam !” Clinging to consciousness with a grip that not even the blood loss could break, Smith saw Williams spring to his feet and give the alarm; saw three or four of the sheriff’s men drop their weapons and hurl themselves upon another man who was trying to make his way unnoticed to the

Stagings with a box of dynamite on his shoulder. Then he felt the foolish smile coming again when he looked up at Starbuck. “Tell the little girl—tell her —you know what to tell her, Billy; about what I tried to do. Harding said I’d get killed, but I remembered what she said, and I didn’t care. Tell her I said that that one minute was worth living so all it cost.” The raucous blast of a freak auto horn ripped into the growling murmur of the gate machinery, and a dustcovered car pulled up in front of the commissary. Out of it sprang first the doctor with his instrument bag, and, closely following him, two plainclothes men and a Brewster police captain in uniform. Smith looked up and understood. “They’re just—a little —too late, Billy,' don’t you think?” he quavered weakly. “I guess—l guess I’ve fooled them, after all.” And therewith he closed his eyes wearily upon all his troubles and triumph! ngs. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

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CLEAR WMOIINYESWT That is what the Nappanee Silo Agency offers. We desire Farmer* Agents who are acquainted with the farmers in their locality. There is absolutely no investment and the commission is paid in CASH. Some of our agents have stopped their other business, and spend their entire time selling silos; others only go out a few days a year with our traveling men and still clear tup a few hundred dollars without detracting frbm their other work. We have a genuine proposition to offer if you are in a good farming section where we are not represented. A postal card will get you the information. NAPPANEE LUMBER & MFG. CO., NAPPANEE, INDIANA. NOTICE OF ADMINISTRATION. Notice Is hereby given that the undersigned has been appointed by the Judge of the Circuit Court of Jasper County, State of Indiana, executrix of the estate of Caleb Friend, late of Jasper county, deceased. Said estate is supposed to lie solvent. . MARY FRIEND, Executrix. Rensselaer. Indiana. March 5, 1918. W. E. Harry, Attorney. tn 9-111-23 The five days’ Red Cross drive in the Philippine islands enrolled more than 7,000 new members.

w an nib | BIG PUBLIC SALE. The undersigned, having a surplus of stock, will offer at public sale at our residence, 5 miles west and 1 mile north of Medaryville, on what is known as the Rouse farm, 10 miles southeast of Wheatfield, commencing at 10 a. m., on MONDAY, MARCH 25, 1918 3 Head of Horses— Consisting of 1 8-year-old horse, wt. 900; 2 coming 3-year-old colts. 40 Head of Cattle — Consisting of 14 coming 2-year-old steers; 11 yearling steers; 7 heifers, some with calf; 4 cows, 3 coming 3-year-old, will be fresh soon; 1 cow 7years old; 3 young calves. 15 bushels tested Seed Corn, White) Dent. Implements, Wagons, Etc.—Consisting of 1 McCormick mower; 2 corn planters, check wlire and fertilizer attachments; 1 - riding cultivator; 1 16-inch walking breaking plow; 1 Moline sulky plow; 1 set dump boards; 1 wide tire wagon; 1 John Deere disc cultivator; 1 walking plow; 1 single shcrvel plow; 1 set double work harness; 2 incubators, one a Majestic 240-egg, and one 140-egg, botk in good shape, and numerous othei articles. Terms— lo months credit on sums over $lO, bankable note, 6 per cent Interest from date if paiid when due, 8 per cent if not paid when due; 2 per cent off for cash where entitled to credit. No property to be removed until settled for. WM. JOHNSON & SON. W. A. McCurtain and Hugh Manning, Auctioneers. C. H. Guild, Clerk. BIG PUBLIC SALE Th© undersigned, on account of the death of his wife, will quit farming, and will offer at puiblic sale at his residence, 11 miles north and % mile east of Rensselaer, 3 1 miles south of Kniman, 2 3-4 miles east of Virgie, on the Meek farm.

% mile east at Gant school house A commencing at 10 a. m., on THURSDAY, MARCH 28, 1918 5 Head of Horses— Consisting of 1 bay gelding 5 years old, wt 1400; I bay gelding 3 years old, wt 1200; 1 bay gelding 12 years old, wt 1500; 1 bay mare, wt 1400; all tbs abdve are sound; 1 brown mare in foal, service paid, wt 1500. 5 Head of Cattle— Consisting of 4 young milch cows, two now giving milk, will be fresh in summer, two fresh In April; 1 2-year-old heifer. 1 Duroc Brood Sow, Wt about 200 pounds, will farrow in May. 75 chickens. .150 bu. Seed Oats. 1 tons Timothy Hay. .2 loads of Oats Straw. Farm Tools, Etc— Consisting of 1 Weber wagon, wide tire, triple box, spring seat; -1 Case corn planter with fertilizer attachment and 80 rods wire; 1 good Deering mower: 1 good disc; 1 John Deere walking plow, 14-lrich; these tools all nearly good as new; 1 3-sec-tion harrow; 2 sets work harness; 1 top buggy; 1 Dutch Uncle cultivator; 1 Janesville sulky plow; I No. 12 De Laval crenm separator. Household Goods— -Consisting of cook stove, heating stove, bedsteads, springs, mattress, 6 kitchen chairs, 6 dining chairs, table, dressers, stands, rockers, dishes, kitchen utensils, etc./ etc. Terms —9 months credit on sums over $lO, bankable note, 6 per cent interest from date if paid when due, 8 per cent if not paid when due; 2 per cent off for cash where entitled to credit. No property tn be removed until settled for. AMEL STIBBE. W, A. McCurtain, Auctioneer. E. P. Lane, Clerk. Lunch by Lutheran Ladies' Aid.

BIG STOCK SALE The undersigned will Offer at public sale at the Ed. Eilts farm, 9i/ 2 miles north and 3-4 mile west of Rensselaer, 3 miles south and 3-4 mile east of Virgie, commencing at 12 o’ clock noon, on WEDNESDAY, APRIL 10, 1918 30 Rend of Cnttle—Consisting of 8 milch cows, some of the best milk type selected from my herd of thirty head last fall, and which have proved to give up to $8 worth of cream, per month. All cows are bred to a prime registered Shorthorn, "Hans,’’ and will be fresh a few days before the sale; will be sold with calf by side. The rest of the cattle consist of young heifers and steers. 4 Head of Horses—Consisting of 2 mares, wt about 1300 each, 8 yrs old, and 2 colts coming 2 and 4 yrs old, respectively. 19 Head of Hogs—Consisting of 9 brood sows, to farrow about June and July, and 10 pure-bred Duroo shotes wt about 100 pounds each. The sows are of four different pens to obtain records. They have not

brought returns of $2.57 per bushel for com fed during zero weather of January, but promise for the purchaser some good money next summer. There are three black sows —Mr. Comer’s favorite blacks crossed with Mr. Lewis’ belted hogs; 3 red and black spotted—Mr. Comer’s favorite blacks crossed with Mr. Budd’s registered Dwroc; 3 pure-bred Duroc’s from Mr. Budd** registered male hog; 1 Chester White sow, pure-bred, from Omar Kenton’s herd. 50 Bushels White and some Red Seed Corn. 1 No. 15 Deliaval Cream Separator, good as new. Terms—A credit of 9 months on sums over $lO, bankable note, 6 pct interest from date if paid when due, if not paid when due S pot interest from date; 2 pct of for cash when entitled to credit. JOHN EILTS. C. G. Spitler, Clerk. «. I KcCUKUIN AUCTIONEER. A Real Live Livestock Auctions eer. Five years successful experience. Have a wide acquaintance among the buyers. It pleases me to please everybody. Terms 1 pee cent. Call Rensselaer 926-R for dates. Write Fair Oaks, R-2. SALE DATES March 23, Red Cross sale, at Rensselaer. March 25, Wm. Johnson & Son. 6 miles northwest of Medaryville. General sale. March 28, Amel Stibbe, 11% milee northeast of Rensselaer. sale. _ *

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