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8 IThutrated By Denman Fmk CONTINTATIOX OF C H APTER X.— Mode Burrell Finds a Path in the Moonlight “I know what alls her.” said the father. She’s found that she’s not like other girls She's found that a white soul doesn’t count with white people; they never go below the skin.” Then he told her of the scene that morning In the store, . adding that he believed she loved Lieu tenant Burrell. s . -Did she say so?" ••No, she denied it. now that she knows she hasn't got his kind of blood in her.” •’Blood makes no difference." said the woman, stubbornly. “If he loves her. he will take her; if he does not—that is aIL" Gale looked up at her. and was about to explain, when the utter Impossibility of her comprehending him made him de sist, and he fell moody again. At least he said. 'Tw got to tell her, Alluna.” “No. no!” cried the woman, aghast ••Don't tell her the truth! Nothing could be worse than that!" But he etgrtinued. deliberately: “Love is the biggest thing in the world; it’s the only thing worth while, and she has got to have a fair show at it. This has been on my mind for weeks, and I’ve put it away, hoping I wouldn't have to do ft; but today I came face to face with it again, and it's up to me She’ll have to know some time, so tW sooner the better.” "She would not believe you. said the woman, at which he stared. •*I never thought of that. I wonder if she would doubt! I couldn’t stand that. •“There is no proof, and it would mean your life. A good man's life is a great price to pay tor the .happiness of one "I gave it once before.” said Gale, a trifle bitterly, "and now that the game Is started I've got to play the string out; , but—l wonder if she would doubt—” He paused for a long moment. ' W sll. 111 have to risk it. However. I've got a lot of things to do first—you and the youngsters must be taken care of." “And Stark?” said Alluna. “Yes. and Stark.” Burrell took his prisoner to the bar racks. where he placed him under guard, giving instructions to hold him at any cost, not knowing what wild and reck less humor the new citizens of Flambeau might develop during the night, for it Is men Who have always lived with the hal ter of the law tight upon their necks who run wildest when it is removed. Men grown old on the frontier adhere more closely to a rigid code than do ten derfeet who feel for the first time the liberty and license of utter unrestraint, and it was these strangers whom the soldier feared rather than men like Gale S and "No Creek” Lee. who would recog nise the mercy of hts intervention and let the matter drop. After he had taken every precaution he went out into the night again, and ■ fought with himself as he had fought all that day and all the night before; tn fact, ever sines old Thomas had come to him after leaving Necla, and had so cun ningly shaped his talk that Burrell never suspected his object until he perceived his position in such a clear light that the young man looked back upon his work with startled eye*. The corporal had spoken garrulously of his officer's family: of their pride, and of their love for his profession; had dwelt enthusiastically up on the lieutenant's future and the length be was sure to go, and finally drifted into the same story he had told Necia. Burrell at last sensed the meaning of the crafty old soldier's strategy and dis missed him. but before hts work had rbeen accomplished. If a coarse-fibered. dallused old campaigner like Corporal Thomas could recognise the Impossibility Os a union between Necla and himself, then the young man must have been blind , indeed not to have seen It for himself. The K<mtuckian was a man of strong and virile pensions, but he was also well bal te anced. and had ever followed bis head rather than his heart, holding, as he did. r a deep-seatod contempt for weak men who * laid their courses otherwise. The genera & tions of discipline back of him spoke to his conscience. He had allowed himself r * .to become attached to this girl until— > " yes. he knew now he loved her. If only > be had not awakened her and himself with that first hot kiss; if only— But there was no going back now. no use for regrets, only the greater necessity of mapping out a course that would cause her least unhappiness. If he could have run away he would have done so gladly, but he was bound here to this camp, with no possibility of avoiding ■her. When he drove his reason with firm hands be saw but one course to follow; but, when his mind went slack for a moment, the old desire to have her re turned more strongly than ever, and he | heard voices arguing, pleading, persuad < frig— she was the equal of any woman In the world, they said, in mind, tn purity, gnd in innocence. He hated himself for hesitating; he railed at his own in j. decision.’ and then, when he had Justified his love and persuaded himself that he was right in seeking this union, there would rise again the picture of his people, their chagrin, and what would re sult from such a marriage. 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YOUNG. «■ Natiaaai Baak JUdg. Jackaoa. Midi. THE BARRIER Novel By REX BEACH . AUTHOR OF -THE SPOILERS" colored blood made a negro, and his people saw but little difference between the red and the black. It would mean his social ostracism; he would be shun ned by his brother officers, and his ca reer would be at an end. He swore aloud in the darkness that this was too great a price to pay for iOve, that he owed it to himself and to his dear ones at home to give up this dark-eyed maid who had bewitched him. He had wandered far during this de bate. clear past the town, and out through the Indian village; but now that he be lieved he had come to an understanding with himself, he turned back towards his quarter* He knew it would be hard to give her up; but he had irrevocably decided, and his path began to unfold It self so clear and straight that he mar velled how hq could have failed to see It. He was glad he had conquered, although the pain was still sharp. He felt a betetr man for it, and, wrapped in this com placent optimism, he passed close by the front of the trader's store, where Necla had crept to be alone with her misery. The high moon cast a deep, wide shad ow upon the store steps where the girl sat huddled, staring out into the unreal world, waiting for the night wind to blow away the fears and forebodings that would not let her sleep. It was late, and the hush of a summer midnight lay upon the distant hills. Burrell had almost passed her when he was startled by the sound of his name breathed softly; then, to his amazement, he saw her come forth like a spirit into the silver sheen. “Necla!” he cried, "what are you doing here at this hour?” She loked up at him sadly; he saw that her cheeks were wet, and something Inside him snapped and broke. Without a word he took her In his arms, meeting her lips In a long kiss, while she, trembling with the Joy of his strong embrace, drew closer and closer and rested her body wearily against bis. "Little girl! little girl!” he whispered, over and over, his tone conveying every shade of sympathy, love, and under standing she had craved. He knew what had made her sad, and she knew that he knew. There was no need for words, the anguish of this long day had wheted the edge of their desire, and they were too deeply, too utterly lost in the ecstasy of meeting to care for speech. As she lay cradled in his arms, which alternately held her with the soft tender ness of a mother and crushed her with the fierce ardor of a lover, she lost her self in the bliss of a woman's surrender, and forgot all her terrifying doubts and fears. What were questions of breed or birth or color now, when she knew he loved her? Mere vapors that vanished with the first flutter of warm wings. Nor did Meade Burrell recall his re cent self-conquest or pause to reason why he should not love this little wisp of the wilderness. The barriers he had built went down in the sight and touch of his love and disappeared; his hesitation and infirmity seemed childish now—yes, more than that, cowardly. He realized all in a moment that he had been supremely sel fish. that hl* love was a covenant, a compact, which -he had entered into with her. and had no right to dissolve without her consent, and, strangely enough, now. that he acknowledged the bond to him self. it became very sweet and satisfying. "Your lips cling so that I can’t get free.” sighed the girl at last. "You never shall,” he whispered. But when she smiled up at him piteously, her eyes swimming, and said, "I must,” he wrenched himself away and let her go. As he went lightly toward the bar racks through the far-stretching shadows, for the moon was mellow now. Meade Burrell sighed gladly to himself. Again hts course ran clear and straight before him, though wholly at variance with the one he had decided upon so recently. But he knew not that his vision was obscured and that the mood-madness was upon him. CHAPTER Xl.—Where the Path Led By daylight next morning every man and most of the women among the new arrivals had disappeared into the hills— the women in spite of the by-laws of Lee's Creek, which discriminated against their sex. When a stampede starts it does not end with the location of one stream-bed. nor of two; every foot of valley ground for miles on every hend is pre-empted, in the hope that more gold will be found; each creek forms a new dfstrict, and its discoverers adopt laws to suit their whims. The women, there fore. hastened to participate in the dis covery of new territory and in the shap ing of its government, leaving but few of either sex to guard the tents and piles of provisions standing by the river bank. In two days they began to return, and strag gled in at intervals for a week there after. for many had gone far. And now began a new era for Flam beau—an era of industry such as the frontier town had never known. The woods behind rang with the resounding discords of axes and saws and crashing timber, and new cabins appeared on every hand, rising tn a day. The sluggish air was noisy with voices, and the edge of the forest receded gradually before the busy pioneers, replacing the tall timbers with little, high-banked homes of spruce and white-papered birch. Dawn till dark arose the rhythmic rasp of men whip sawing floor lumber to the time of two hundred dollars per thousand; and with . the second steamer came a little steam saw mill, which raised its shrill com plaint within a week. punctuating the Ibusy day with its piping whistle. 1 The trail along the Flambeau was dot ted continuously with tolling human beasts of burden, that floundered labor iously beneath great packs of provisions and tools and other baggage, winding like an endless stream of ants through the ihills to "No Creek” Lee Creek, where they re-enacted the scenes that were oc curring tn the town. Tents and cabins were scattered throughout the length of the valley, lumber was sawed for sluice boxes, and the virginal breezes | that had sucked through this seam in the mountains since days primeval came to smell of spruce fires and echo with the sounds of life. A dozen tents were pitched on Lee’s discovery claim, for the owner had been besieged by men who clamored to lease a part of his ground, and, yielding final ly. he had allotted to each of them a hundred feet. Forthwith they set about opening their portions, for the ground was shallow, and the gold so near the surface that winter would interfere with its extraction; wherefore, they made haste. The owner oversaw them all, complacent in the certainty of a steady royalty accruing from the working of his allotments. « Every day there came into Flambeau exaggerated reports of new strikes in other spots, of strong indications and of rich prospects elsewhere. Stories grew out of nothing, until the camp took an hysterical pleasure In exciting itself and deceiving every stranger who came from fnorth or south, for the wine of dlscov l ery was in them all, and it pleased them distort and enlarge upon every rumor !that came their way. such being the tem ’per of new gold fields. They knew they owere lying, and that all other men were I lying also, and yet they harkened to “each tale and almost deceived them- I selves 3 Burrell sought Necla at an early day •and, in presence of her father, told her •that he had been approached by men ■who wished to lease the claims he held for her. It would prove an inexpensive THE ATLANTA SEMI-V> EEXLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1909. way to develop her holdings, he said, and she would run no risk; moreover, it would be rapid, and Insure a quick re turn, for a lease so near to proven terri tory was in great demand. After some discussion this was arranged, and Maude, as trustee, allotted her ground in tracts, as Lee had done. Poleon followed suit; but the trader chose to prospect his own claims, and to that end called in a train of stiff-backed Indian packers, moved a substantial outfit to the creek, and thereafter spent much of his time in the hills, leaving the store to Doret. He seemed anxious to get away from the camp and hide himself in the woods. Stark was almost constantly occupied at his saloon, for it was a mint, and ran day and night. Runnlon was busy with the erection of a substantial structure of squared logs, larger than the trading post, destined as a dance hall, theatre, and gambling house. Flambeau, the slumbrous, had Indeed aroused Itself, stretched its limbs, and sprung into vig orous, virile, feverish being, and the wise prophets were predicting another Daw son for it, notwithstanding that many blank epots had been found as the creek of Lee’s finding bared its bed rock to the miners. These but enhanced the value of the rich finds, however, for a single stroke of good fortune will more than offset a dozen disappointments. The truth is, *the stream was very spotted, * and Lee had by chance hit upon one of the bars where the metal had lodged, while others above and below uncovered a bed-rock as barren as a clean-swept floor. In places they cross-cut from rim to rim, drove tunnels and drains and drifts, sunk shafts and opened trenches without find ing a color that would ring when dropped in the pan; but that was an old, old story, and they were used to it. During these stirring weekq of unsleep ing activity Burrell saw little of Necia, for he had many things to occupy him. and she was detained much in the store, now that her father was away. When they met for a moment they were sure to be interrupted, while in and around the house Alluna seemed to be always near her. Even so, she was very happy, for she was sustained by the constant hectic excitement that was in the air and by her brief moments with Meade, which served to gladden her and make of the days one long, delicious, hopeful procession of undisturbed dreams and fancies.’ He was the same fond lover as on that adventurous Journey up Blackßear creek, and wooed her with a reckless fire that set her aglow. And so she hum med and laughed and dreamed the days away, her happiness matching the peace and gladness of the season. With Burrell, on the contrary, it was a season of penance and flagellations of spirit, lightened only by the moments when he was with her, and when she made him forget all else. This damnhble indecision goaded him to self-contempt; he despised himself for his weakness; his social instincts and training, his sense of duty, and the amenities of life that proud men hold dear tugged steadfastly, untiringly at his reason, while the little imp of Impulse sat grinning wickedly, ready to pop out and upset all his high resolutions. It raised such a tumult in his ears that he could not hear the other voices; it stirred his blood till it leaped and pounded, and then ran off with him to find this tiny brown and beaming witch who was at the bottom of it all. No months in any clime can compare with an Arctic summer when Nature is kind, so she crowds into this short epoch all the warmth and brightness and splen dor that is spread over longer periods in other lands, and every growing thing rejoices riotously in scent and color and profusion. It was on one of these heav enly days, spiced with the faintest hint of autumn, that Necia received the news of her good-fortune. One of her leasers came into the post to show her and Po leon a bag of dust. He and his partner had found the pay-streak finally, and he had come to notify her that it gave prom ise of being very rich, and now that its location was demonstrated, no doubt the other "laymen” would have it within a fortnight. As all of them were ready to begin sluicing as soon as the ground could be stripped, undoubtedly they would be able to take out a substantial stake before winter settled and the first frost closed them down. She took the news quietly but with shining eyes, though her pleasure was no greater or more genuine than Poleon’s, who grasped both her hands in his and shouted, gleefully: "Bien! I’m glad! You’ll be riche gal for sure now, an’ wear plalntee fine dress lak’ I fetch you. Jus’ t’ink, you fin’ gol’ on your place more queecker dan your fader, an* he's good miner, too. Ha! Dat’s bully!" "Oh, Poleon! I’ll be a fine lady, after all,” she cried—“just as I’ve dreamed about!Wasn't it beautiful, that pile of yel low grains and nuggets? Dear, dear! And part of it is mine! You know I’ve never had money. I wonder what it Is like to be rich!” "How I’m goin’ tell you dat?” "Oh, well, they will find it on your claims very soon." He shook his head. "You better knock wood w’en you say dat. Mebbe I draw de blank again; nobody can’t tell. I’ve do de sam’ t’lng before, an’ dose men w’at been workin’ my groun' dey’re gettin’ purty blue.” "It’s impossible. You’re sure to strike it, or if you don’t, you can have half of what I , make—l’ll be too wealthy, anyhow, so you might as well.” He laughed again, at which she sud denly remembered that ne had not laughed very much of late, or else she had been too deeply absorbed in her own happiness to mark the lack of bls songs and merriment. “When you do become a Flambeau king,” she continued, "what will you do with yourself? Surely you won’t continue to search for your far country. It could never be so beautiful as this.” She pointed to the river that never changed, and yet was never the same, and to the forests, slightly tinged with the signs of the coming season. "Just look at the mountains,” she mused, in a hushed voice; "see the haze that hangs over them —the veil that God uses to cover up his treasures." She drew a deep breath. "The breeze fairly tastes with clean things, doesn’t It? Do you know, I’ve often wanted to be an ani mal, to have my senses sharpened— one of those wild things with a funny, sharp, cold nose. I’d like to live in the trees and run along the branches like a squirrel, and drink in tne perfume that comes on the wind, and eat the tender, growing things. The sun Is bright enough and the world is good enough, but I can’t feel enough. I'm incomplete.” "It’s very fine,” agreed the Canadian. I don’ see w’y anybody would care for livin’ on dem cities wen dere's so much nice place outside.” "Dat’s me! I never see no place yet w’at I care for die on, an’ I never see no place yet w’at I care for see again ’cept dis Flambeau. I lak’ it, dis one, purty good so far, but I aln’ know w en I’m go in’ get tire’. Dat depen’s.” There was a look of great tenderness in his eyes as he bent towards her and searched her face, but she was not thinking of him, and at length he continued: "Fader Barnum, he’s goin’ be here nex’ Sunday for cheer up dem InJun. Con stance she’s got de letter.” "Why, that’s the day after tomorrow!” Copyright, 1008, by Harper & Brothers. All Rights Reserved cried Necia. “Oh, won’t I be glad to see him!' "You don’ get dem kin’ of mans on de beeg cities,” said Poleon. “I ain’ never care for preachin’ much, an’ dese feller w’at all de tarn pray an' sing t’rough de nose, dey mak’ me seeck. But Fader Barnum— Ba Gar! She's the swell man.” "Do you know,” said Necia, wistfully, "I’ve always wanted him to marry me.” “You t’lnkln’ 'bout marry on some fel ler, eh?” said the other, with an odd grin. "Wai! w’y not? He’ll be here all day an’ night. S'pose you do it. Mo?' anybody w'at ain’ got some wife already will be glad for marry on you—an’ meb be some feller w’at has got wife, too! If you don’ lak' dem, an’ If you’re going’ marry on somebody, you can be wife to me.” Necia laughed lightly. "I believe you would marry me If I wanted you to, you've done everything else I’ve ever asked. But you needn’t be afraid; I won’t take you up.” In all her life this man had never spoken of love to her, and she had no hint of the dream he cherished. He had sung his songs to her and told her stories till his frank and boyish mind was like an open page to her; she knew the romance that wa sthe very fibre of him, and loved his exaggerated chivalry, for it minded her of the old tales she had read; but that he oould care for her save as a friend, as a brother —such a thought had never dawned upon her. While they were talking a boat had drawn inshore and made fast to the bank in front of them. An Indian landed and, approaching, entered into talk with the Frenchman. By and by Poleon turned to the girl, and said: "Dere’s ’hondred marten-skin come in; you min’ de store w’lle I mak’ trade wit’ dis man.’ Together the two went down to the boat, leaving Necia behind, and not long after Runnlon sauntered up to the store and addressed her familiarly. “Hello, Necla! I Just heard about the strike on your claim. That’s fine and dandy.” She acknowledged his congratulations curtly, for although it was customary for most of the old-timers to call her by her Christian name, she resented it from this man. She chose to let it pass, however. "I had some good news last night my self," he continued. “One of my men has hit some good dirt, and we’ll know what it means in a day or so. \ I’ll gamble we’re into the money big, though, for I always was a lucky cuss. Say, where s your father?”’ “He’s out at the mine.” "We’ve used up all of our bar sugar at the saloon, and I want to buy wha» you’ve got.” “Very well, I’ll get it for you.” He followed her Inside, watching her graceful movements, and attempting, with his free-and-easy Insolence, to make friendly advances, but, seeing that she refused to notice him, he became piqued, and grew bolder. “Look here, Necla, you’re a mighty pretty girl. I’ve had my eye on you ever since I landed, and the more I see of you the better I like you.” "It isn’t necessary to tell me that,” she replied. “The price of the sugar will be just the same.” "Yes, you’re bright, too,” he declared “That’s what I like in a woman—good looks and brains. I believe in strong methods and straight talk, too; none of this serenading and, moonlight mush for me. When I see a girl I like, I go and get her. That’s me. I make love like a man ought to—” “Are you making love to me?” she in quired. curiously. "It’s • little bit sudden, I know, but a man has to begin some time. I think you’d just about suit me. We’ll both have money before long, and I’ll be good to you.” The girl laughed derisively in his face. "Now don’t get sore. I mean busi ness. I don’t wear a blue coat and use a lot of fancy words, and then throw you down when I’ve had my fun, and I don’t hang around and spoil your chances with other men either.” "What do you mean?” “Well, I’m no soft-talking southerner with gold buttons and highfalutin’ ways I don’t care if you are a squaw, I’ll take you—” "Don’t talk to me!” she cried, in dis gust, her voice hot with anger and re sentment. But he continued, unheeding: "Now, cut out these airs and get down to cases. I mean what I say. I know you’ve been casting sheep's eyes at Burrell, but, Lord! he wouldn’t have you, no matter how rich you get. If course, you acted careless in going off alone with him, but I don’t mind what .they’re saying around camp, for I’ve made little slips like that my self, and we’d get along—” "I’ll have you killed I” she hissed, through her clinched teeth, while her whole body vibrated with passion. ”I’ll call Poleon and have him shoot you!” She pointed to the river-bank a hun dred yards away, where the Canadian was busy assorting skins. Continued in Next Issue READ THIS! DOTHAN. Ala.—We have been selling the Texas Wonder for years, and recom mend it to any one suffering with any kidney trouble as being the best remedy we ever sold. J. B. YOUNG. Sold by all druggists. Price $1 by mall from St Louis. ••• What Congress Did Saturday WASHINGTON, Feb. 6.—What congress did today: In the senate: The senate listened to eulogies in honor of William B. Allison. Senator Hopkins’ bill for $500,000,000 bond authorization for the Panama canal will not be acted on this session. 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Send your subscription years’ subscription to The Semi-Weekly Journal. an j today to Send paper to 0 The Semi-Weekly -—i j—j Journal, |~l B. F. D. No. Atlanta, G*. , —_| State FATHER OF A DOZEN HAS CURE FOR RACE-SUICIDE WEBB ♦ . ?3gl Ot' WfIMIHiBM: ■ ■ ISI xB jfilv WB & i£i ■* 13'' !'■■ •■ SB ks - jjir~'jjwr ~W *£mJ9kßj >yßß>!g' ! wi ***** 1 rrir--r-' . - <c« " ALAMEDA, Cal.—Here is the family of Patrick Cavanaugh, a round dozen ot happy, healthy young Americans. Cavanaugh is not only In enthusiastic supporter of President Roosevelt’s anti race suicide policy but he believes he has a scheme to encourage large families. Cavanaugh would have the legislature of every state pass laws to exempt the fathers of large families from taxation. He says this will do more to populate this country than all the medals and cash rewards that can be devised. TRAFFIC CHIEF GETS A FINE OF $2,500 • LITTLE ROCK, Ark., Feb. 6—Wilbur C. Stith, former traffic manager of the Missouri Pacific Iron Mountain railroad, now traffic manager for the Waters- Pierce Oil company of St. Louis, today entered a plea of guilty of granting re bates to T. H. Bunch here In 1905 on one of the fifty-nine counts in an indictment in the federal court and was fined $2,500 and costs. Stith appeared in person and made a plea to Judge Trieber, showing corre spondence to sustain his contention that he merely acted under instructions from superiors and that the practice of rebates in 1905 were general among all railroads. He said he strenuously objected to the practice but had to obey instructions in order to hold his position and support those dependent upon him. Judge Trieber assessed the fine and Stith explained that he was the one who had to pay the fine and his means were limited. Judge Trieber expressed his sympathy, saying it was the smallest fine he could impose and Stith was given 30 days to raise the money. NEAR BEER CASES ENDED IN SELMA SELMA, Ala., Feb. 6.—The famous near beer cases which have caused so much talk and writing in Selma and other parts of the state, came to a finish today so far as the Selma city court is concerned. The case of E. V. Elder was called before Judge J. W. Mabry. After hearing tne evidence and argument by counsel for the defense. Judge Mabry announced that the defendant would be fined fifty dol lars, whereupon the defense said an ap peal to the supreme court would be taken. The case brought out much interesting testimony. Many people have been anx ious to know just exactly Is near-beer for some time, especially since the find ing of indictment by the grand jury in the'city court against the sellers of the goods in this city. The testimony in the case yesterday showed Just what is near-beer. Dr. B. B. Ross, professor of chemistry in the Alabama Polytechnical institute testified that near-beer contained L 27 per cent malto*. MC AXDrWS. CAVANAUGH ANDTHHP TWHVB CKLLDI2EN Mrs. Cavanaugh is one of the most cheerful and optimistic little women in the world. “A family as large as ours is a great care,” she says, “but it is also a great joyt I only wish we had more. One can’t have too many children, and a woman can never do anything better for her country than to give her healthy, happy sons and daughters. At first it was very hard work taking care of so many chil dren, but, after a time, I got the work systematized and now I get along very t cAut:mobile Pules for 'Pedestrians From Colliers’ Weekly. RULE ONE.—Pedestrians crossing boulevards at night shall wear a white j light in front and a red light in the rear. RULE TWO—Before turning to the right or left they shall give three short . blasts on a horn at least three inches in diameter. RULE THREE—When an inexperienced automobile driver is made nervous by a pedestrian he shall indicate the same, and the pedestrian shall hide be hind a tree until the automobile has passed. RULE FOUR—Pedestrians shall not carry in their pockets any shafrp sub stances which are liable to cut automobile tires. RULE FIVE—In dodging automobiles, pedestrians shall not run more than seven miles an hour. RULE SlX—Pedestrians must register at the beginning of each year and pay * license fee of $5 for the privilege of living. There shall be no rebate d. they do not live through the entire year. RULE SEVEN—Pedestrians will not be allowed to emit cigarette smoke on any boulevard in an offensive or unnecessary manner. RULE EIGHT—Each pedestrian before receiving his license to walk upon a boulevard must demonstrate before an examining board his skill in dodg ing, leaping, crawling, and extricating himself from machinery. RULE NlNE—Pedestrians will be held responsible for all damages done to automobiles or their occupants by collision. THE GREEN MOUNTAIN TRUST DISTILLERY Wants to put 100,000 new customers on its books within the next lew weeks and as as inducement makes the following introductory offer: |Q I express prepaid Send us >5.00 and we will rend you a case xT 7 .- S* ixnt MKJAL I>I«TU.LAT!ON. 1 ‘ WBISBkV in IS large full 16 ounce bottles. au charges prepaid to your nearest express station without fSlMtfKrfi marks to betray contents. The whiskey is the finest * straight whiskey t.o spirits, np compounds, no imita. -’ V tlon whiskey—nothing but a blend of straight whiskies.) / W Crly scco Cases t 0 be Sold al TWs price—Send for a Trial Order Today Green Mountain Extra Special Distillation SH W"~~ ■t ■ 1 ~ 'Whiskey has been originally put up icy the 'tw Drag rath b the sr» r • z r d states, wh< re a large demand for a pure high grade whiskey ensta. HplW; **" THaIVV, The retail druggists pay to the: large drug jobbers I , f 1 8 for the 12 bottle cases, and the druggist sei sit I / over the cot r ter at 81 o per bottle.. The whi .key I grtu* „• - ■ I a:.d is rtecdec for physicians’prescription purposes. * ’ ' back Without discussion W wot satisfactory Our High Financial Standing CDEEM MOUNTAIN DISTILLERY as any bank in Kansas City—Brad- m REEFER PRESIDENT streets. Dun’s or any Express Com- Win Vo Kt tr fcO, F" K I , pany will tell you. Warshouss 7T2 KANSAS CITY, 810. ' Only Anti-Trust Distillery Company selling direct to consumer at distillery prices. J well. Os course, when & new baby comes, it practically monopolizes my ttme for about half a year and I am unable to do all the sewing that is needed for the other children. Now, I prepare for the coming of the little one by doing a great deal of sewing in advance for all the other children and in that way we get along fine.” Cavanaugh is 45 years old and Mrs. Cavanaugh 39. Their children are equal ly dlivded as to sex—a half doxen each, boys and girls.
