The Daily Banner, Greencastle, Putnam County, 31 August 1936 — Page 3

1HE DAILY BANNER. GREENCASTLE, INDIANA MONDAY, AUGUST 31,

1936.

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PROPONENT OF CROW EATING PLANS TO EXTEND CAMPAIGN OKLAHOMA CITY, (UP), (UP) —Atty. Gen. Jess Pullen, apostle of the theory -‘a crow on every menu,” plans to renew his culinary campaign against the pests this fab, Pullen, for years has b ■>en preaching that the crow should be made a table delicacy, to end the birds’ menace to crops. He argues that if the crow were made a staple diet, the bird would soon diminish in numbers and gradually disappear. Further, Pullen argues that the crow is a table delicacy when cooked in flavored broths and served with plenty of garnishment. For several weeks last year, it became almost a patriotic luty in the southwest, particularly in Oklahoma,

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Pullen gave a state dinner with crow as the main delicacy. Gov. E. W. Matiand and many official dignitaries attended, munched baked crow

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NOTICE Marion Township School On account of the crowded condition of the Fillmore School, I am compelled to instruct the school bus drivers on the Smiley, Clark an I Wright route, to haul all grade children on said route to the Cross Road School in Marion Twp Putnam Co Indiana, during the school year of 1936 and 1937. Walter Barker, Trustee of Marion Twp. Putnam Co., Indiana. 31-lt

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avs or sis '! Wahoo Joins, Sain ( Poll: a Dot) Ah lice and Tall JcfJ Hawkins are lending a merry career as hold-up men when the Texas Hangers begin j chasing bad men out of the Lone Star Stale. Piecing from a posse. 1*011:0 Dot MeGce becomes sepa- » rated from his oals. Jones and IIav kins continue their outlawry until they find that the Ranaere are ( making the land n bad vines lor bandits Hawkins derides that h» J and Jones must change their plan >| of opciations. ! CHAPTER II |EFF HAWKINS' mysterious refer- " ence to "changed plans" was explained a few days later when he and Wahoo stood before Captain Stafford in the headquarters cabin of Company “D” Texas Rangers Frontier Battalion and solemnly took the membership oath. They had just finished repeating the words which bound them to "sub-

him. A moment later ho stopped short, thumbed eagerly through the leaves and at last looked at Wahoo triumphantly. "It’s just like I said.” he explained softly after looking around the yard of the camp to see that none of the other Rangers In the battalion were observing them. “Listen to this: ‘Rangers are instructeu to return all stolen cattle to thetr rightful owners.'” He paused to let this sink in, then read: ”‘Whenever a Ranger Is assigned to protect a shipment of gold ’ ” “1 get It.” Wahoo grinned all over his freckled face. “When you get around to it... deal me in!” While they were waiting for dinner the two newcomers wandered idly around the little encampment, halting for a while to watch a Ranger

Mry to cross the river between Del ;jRio on the north and Eagle Pass on •hhe south.” suad the officer briskly. ^•'John and MfcBride. you're taking khis north cue to Del Rio. Introduce j yourselves to Marshal Bill Greet there. Adams, We suspect the Hamilton Land ar«d Cattle Company Pick tup all tntortnation possible from them. Peters. Lee. Ditson—stake the icountry between Quemado and Pinto ♦ Creek. Hawkins and Jones—you’ll .patrol the river from Quemado jsouth, a distanoe of twenty miles." I “Yes, sir,” Jeff answered briskly as he winked at Wahoo. Then the two J wheeled their horses and started off jat a trot. 1 “I’ll nail more rustlcrs’n you!" • chuckled Wahoo half an hour later as they neared, the bank of the river. “Bet yuh two bits!”

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due hostile Indians, to make the peace and to preserve law and order” when Major Bailey, commander of tho battalion, entered tho room and stood surveying them thoughtfully. He was a man of about sixty, drawn out long and lean like a buckskin thong. His piercing blue eyes made it plain that he was a disciplinarian. but there was something about his mouth which Indicated that, beneath a blunt exterior, he was intensely human. "Here are some rules and regulations you might care to study in your spare time." Captain Stafford said after the two new members had signed their enlistment papers. Uncomfortably aware of the Major's scrutiny. Jones and Hawkins picked up the booklets and were making a hurried exit when the officer s sharp voice stopped them. “Just a minute, men," their superior said very quietly. “I'm Major Bailey, in charge. Jeff Hawkins....” he shook nands with the former bandit, “Reuben Jones. . . .” He did the same with Wahoo, then continued. “In this part of the world a man doesn't ask too many questions. So 1 won’t inquire why you decided to Join. 1 hope, however, it wasn’t because you thought you were going to have an easy life. Some of us may have a lot of fun ... but there's another side also.” He turned, crossed to the window and stood staring out, his back to the men. “I’ve grown up in this service— thirty years.” he resumed at last. “I’ve watched Texas grow. Rangers have done their share—but there are still tougher roads to travel. To be a good Ranger means something more than drawing your pay. You’ve also got to feel something. The Ranger service has created a fine tradition That Is all.” As the two new Rangers emerged from the cabin with cynical grins on their faces Hawkins glanced idly into tho book of instructions which Captain Stafford had thrust upon

shoo his horse, bantering with the old timers who treated them civilly but coolly as they went about their work of cleaning equipment and policing their log cabins. As they were approaching the mess cabin eight men on horseback, led by Captain Stafford, came out of the corral gate. “Hey, you,” the officer shouted at the new recruits. “Get your horses. We’re goin' out!” “Who? Us?" Hawkins and Jones were flabbergasted. “Yes. both of you," snapped tho Captain. “What do you mean—wc ain't ate yet!” groaned Wahoo “Never mind that!” Stafford’s voice sharpened. “Mount your horses.” Hawkins got tho humor of the situation. Wahoo didn't, but there was nothing to do but obey. They hurried out to saddle their horses. “You certainly get some great Ideas ... Texas Rangers!” grumbled the rawboned youth as he swung Into the saddle. To emphasize his disgust he spat a stream of tobacco juice and made a bull's eye on the back ot an unoffending little lizard which was surveying him from between the logs of the corral. “You just wait and see." chuckled Jeff as be opened the gate and they rode out to join the others. “We’re going to clean up here sooner or later. Now wipe that frown off your face and drop in behind the others.” Wahoo cast a quick, questioning glance at his friend, wondering what he had in mind, then grunted grudging assent. The little picket rode for miles through the purple sage, sometimes quiet, sometimes chatting together, sometimes singing the Ranger song. At last Captain Stafford halted them at a division of the trail where four winding, dusty roads stretched away into immeasurable distances, like lonely ribbons. “The Major thinks the rustlers will

“I’ll take that hot.” laughed Jeff. Then he reined in his horse sharply, pointed toward the bank of the river and whispered sharply: “Hold it. Here they come now!” Wahoo followed the direction of his gaze and saw a group of Mexicans driving a herd of cattle Into the water from the opposite bank. Several hundred head already were swimming across while shouting Vaqueros kept them from drifting up or downstream. Wahoo drew his revolver from its holster, but Jeff caught his arm. "The Good Book says love your neighbor," he admonished. “We’re only geltin' forty dollars a month for this job. It ain’t worth it.” He sat back In his saddle and started rolling a cigarette as the cattle poured up the hank and passed them unhindered. Suddenly he dropped the fag as an American voice rang out from the river bank. "Jumpin' Jellyfish." yelled Wahoo. “That's Sam McGee or I'm a liar. Como on." He put spurs to his horse ami dashed away yelling "Yi hoo! Yi-hoo!” at the top of hu lungs. The reunion between tho three old pals was a hilarious affair. They pounded each other on the back and whooped deliriously. “We been hunting all over Texas for you ever since that night the posse separated us.” explained Wahoo as he tried to break the ribs of scrawny, red-headed Sam with • mighty bear-hug. “There ain’t two fellers In the world I’d rather see.” grinned their long-lost partner. “But right now we got business. C’mon. Give me a hand with these cattle before the Rangers come.” “Say. whose outfit Is this?” Inquired Jeff. "Oh. they’re just some strays that took a notion to follow me across the Rio Grande," chuckled Sam. “The sooner we get rid of ’em the sooner we'll get our money and the sooner I’ll see Maria.” (To 6« continued! ZJ .’ilVJj