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r ■ -• '^7T|fw ■ M' i-V tic. Go into his store and ask him ,how* buaiMss ‘Wa^, ktid he would ply: “NPt grood, not good. And if yoa- wanjt my opinion, it’ll gist a whole lot worse before it’s any better.’’ f ‘ His pessimism- did flot prevent him fron\ making a snug annual ^profit and ficcumulati^'a considerabk ea^^ EIGHTH INSTALLMENT Synopsis:—Silas Spelle, high-hand ed, low-principled cattle ^ron, is out to smash the local benk and force related the paramount incidents oflaii; I saw a blde-bird down the trail a the nigbt-and the old Scatchman’s'piece. ; frown-/deepened as he listened. j Some of the hovering shadow left L “ ’Tis a sneakin’, crafty man^he is, Jtopny’s face at this foolishness.and j that Spelle. And a pity that tne law | she even managed a tremulous little is but a farce.” | smiler . r “We’ve got law,” was Jenny’s | “Yotf^ should have come back with I pfleghant answer, "patti nsT the 'gtni at fthe doctor,” she -accused. "WeVe bj^ i o ^ r-r his hip. ii • worried sick about you. I—I—”*shej^*^®' years he dropped ‘‘Ay, lad—tr-rue ye are. But ’tis a!gulped a little and winked fjsst. a germ of i^ssinaism into the soul of Uaw of violence.” . | Johnny sobered and caught her el-! custoi^r. Another man ha» + “Mebbe,” said Johnt^ ^iefly. “But.bow with his free hand. “Don’t yuh,”^*P°"® sunny days. Ho it’s the only law Spelle’s kind can un- he pleaded. “Noi because o’ me. I’ll!"** * seated conviction that ev- derstand. All set. Doc?” |alius come back—to you.” ' jery bright moment in human life has “Aye — ye’ll be r-ridin’, with me,' He squeezed her arm tighitly and ^ P*\^ mo- ‘ Ronny had the grace to blush. John- o* darkness. Say to him: “It’s a ' - beautiful day, Mr. Jones,” and his in-. variable answer is: “Yes, but it’s a ‘weathermaker’. We’re laying up foreclosure on the small ranchers of i Pod. We’ll handle things at this end ole chuckawallas will glom all the work in the past month an’ things l**^’ u • l- u j *.t. u ^ ^ u u •. fun goin’ after that rusUed herd, but are in better shape than they’ve been Johnny shpok his head. I m hang- ny steered her up the porch to the fer the ibod o’ the cause I’ll stick |foi~a year. I see Pink an’ Pod haided in’ around fer an hour or so. See yuhi others around an’ boss hell outa Pink an’ fer town after dinner.” " ' 1 later,\Doc. ’ Hie Kanab desert country so that he can seize their range lands. He is op without trouble. If Spelle gits on the prod I’ll end the whole mix-up with a posed by, Ed Starbqck, president of .45. Thatll be the quickest way out the Cattlemen’s Bank, and. by Saniof a .lot argument" Juan Delevan, ' promin^t rancher w^~feia been crippled by a fall from “Shore, that’s common sense, drawled Utah, with a wide grin. his horse. Tex Whipple and his part-]“Well, seing’ that we know which ner, Johnny Clehoe, are cowpunchers | way we’re pointed I’m gonna grab employed by San Juan Delevan to [off a round o’ shuteye. Me. an’ A1 fight the restlers and protect his terests^ _ Y«h” »id Johnny. t«.xing -’"j'!"? little. “Them boy. shore hnve e.med i hwh-hou* l>“i a holiday. An’ it was jest about a' case o’ have to. Pod last pair o’ socks an a.iuk. « v*i- i. the .verge o’ tears for a week over '‘^*o^t°kinL°i^ri!J*ain’’t way hi* pant, are failin’ apart. But' 0“‘ kmda-early, amt they shore have worked.” “I’m rkisin” their wages,declared ‘How’s Pod,” he demanded. Vera, vera sick,” rumbled McMur- storms for the future, do. “But yon’s a braw mon an’ should word.” cheat Death this time.” dnwn to his ;P®®P*^ ov€r\the horizon he sauntered! “I knew he would,” answered John- * PinV'a K*An on''^P Jake Butterfield’s store, to find ny complacently. “Pod’s too dovoned ornri'Viv onAtt'inir iin touwh*to di<». hilh P4rdc?" yuh' 'gave his orthodox greeting. “Uuh-huh. I want to get smokin’, Jake.” tojoff a round o’ .hut.eye. Me. an A^elovan abruptly. “I^kin appreciate' „nsumed a full hour ovet- “YH/etch in- am t bm doin Mch a hell of a lot oTJny man’, efforts. ' I thiT meagre purchase, most of the one tough sleepin In the Tast week, ew j-ight if I take a cuple o’^jinie being spent as acting the inter- “How a ‘Which goes fer me, too,” nodded spare horses?” asked Johnny. “I aim ested listener to Butterfield’s ponder ous garralourness. “Some gents,” stated ^Jake, -^'onery-an’ tough*to die, huh Pinkl Jake Pink Crosby, his rosy cheSm rath er pale, grinned back in answel- from some beneath the shroud of a white ^an- dage which circled his head. \ Y’-betcha,” he nodded. “Ole Pod’s bronc.” about you?” broke in Dele van impatiently. “Suppose yuh givej an account o’ yoreself, young feller, j What’cha been doin’ an’ what’cha got) “ahore They locked up Typhoid Mary, but the spiritual Typhoid Mary’s roam the world unchecked. Not sick them- aelves,~they still instill a germ of gloom and foreboding into everyone they meet. want to hawg everythin’. Take Si ^ in that sack ? Looks purty damn “Pink,” he drawled, “it’s always] Tex. “I’m feelin’ my age tonight." to make a fast trip.” been my opinion that yuh were a. “A’right,” jibed Johnny. “You three “Hell,” snorted Delevan. “Do you more or less useless young whelp, but j jj^oken down fossils hit the hay. Pink need to ask ? Take a dozen if yuh I take it back. What in Sam Hill did|^jj» me’ll get yore packs want ’em. son. I don’t think yuh need) Spelle fer instance. Why he even'heavy to me, ybuWlb tHem'brohcs to ^ » . .. , action outa ’em? Come on now 'didn’t yuh have % bottle o’ bigh-life with yuh?” “Nope,” grinned Pink, “nary drop I jest painted their hides with leather' ened Tex, while the others rumbled ny,” she murmured, holding out her know what to do with myself if I j gaunted up.” an’ man—they shore responded.” I with laughter. “Git—or I’ll whale the;hand shyly. I had to leave. When I told Sjielle that; Ronny smiled and Scurried away “I rise to remark they did,” chimed; tar outa yuh with a number ten in Johnny. “Every time me an’ Tex boot.” took a look both bosses an’ all four) wheels was plumb off the grtfund. nAHU Snyiy* j imu tu icifc»xr» ?? Iitrn t tuiu- witob ^ j g I Johnny gripped it in both of his. he champed on the bit fer awhile an’ i kitchenward. l“They’s jest two things worth while then—what d’yuh know—he offered! “Humpth,” grunted Delevan. “Yuh A Small'^Eire Can Be Stopped . When a firebreaks out, we sound the alarm; we\hurry-skurry, breath less, excited — call the department — turn on the hose^-^ house is bumingt If the fire is discovered in time, the building is saved. ¥ Now-these bodies of ours are the .Johnny fled, cackling, and the life fer me, Ronny,” he murmured me five hundred dollars cash ifn I’d I shore got a away w]th yuh, yuh j. ., . . we live in and th^ three old timers clanked wearily with a bind of fierce tenderness, refuse to sell any more supplies tojdanged young hellion. She never] • ^ Well, doggone it, Tex said shdw down to the bunkhouse, soon to be ^ “Yuh an’Tex make up the heAl. Yeah aome speed—an’ I did.” ^ buried deep in their blankets. John-!_i’ii be back.” “Yuh did, you know,” nodded Tex. ny and his two assistants labored] Just before midnight Johnny awoke “Johnny, if you an’ Pod’ll undress' nearly to midnight currying and these skates. I’ll take UUh and Al graining horses and making up packs, up to see ole Jim. W'e gotta hold a It was Pod Fortune who m*de a trip council o’ war. Spelle’s shore to aUrt to the bunkhouse and returned with aomethin’ an^ we wanna get the jump two quart bottles of whiskey. ' on him. Utah, you an’ Al come along “Roll ’em up in a sock an’ put ’em with me. These cubs’ll take care o’ yore outfits.” W’hen the three old timers were^ out of earshot Pod Fortune turned 1 fleas, to Johnny and Pink. “If you ask me,” he stated pon derously, wagging one big forefinger in,' he boomed. “Be a pleasant sur prise fer the old boys, come tomor row night. Make ’em forget the sand- with a Start. Someone, grunting and stumbHng* had entered the bunk house. “Quien es?” called Johnny.—“Who is it?” “It’s me—Pink,” came the answer. “Strike a light Johnny, Pod’s hurt.” Johnny jumped from his blankets Jim Delevan o’ the Box D.’ “No?”..Johnny was interested now gyt -very interested, ‘n suppose yuh told[ weighin’ down yore mind?” (Continued Next Issue). him to go to hell, Jake?” ’ “Yore dang right I did,” proclaimed Jake pridefully. “Yessir, I shore did.'i Why, Jim Delevan an’ me are real! friends. Jim's been buyin’■ his sup-j plies off’n me fer goin’ on sixteen] years. I told him he wa’nt foolin’ ole would hop th.t fast fer me. But yuh “ Pt>y>icim somethin’ to tell us. What’s '<"”*• ** l«»m to Rrocraati- nate; we wonder if the fevei^ — fire won’t die out of itself, if we kVep'on j at work and let it alone. We hate to Igo to a doctor—and we can’t r^lly 1 afford to lay off and be 9ick! You Jake none. I told him I knowed he was and scratched a match, and a mo’^figgerin' on grabbin’off Jim’s spread, ment later the smokey lamp of the An’,” here Jake paused, to. relieve big bunkhouse table threw out pale himself of a mouthful oif blackstrap city decided to offer a course, of lec- gleams of yellow light. Pink Crosby, j'juice and to lend dramatic effect to I tures in the “Choice of a Vocation.” BRUCE BARTON SAYS... Youth IxMks Ahead * The Advertising club of a certain Tex and, Utah Lynch and Al Bur rows left the Box D early the follow- ^ ^ - ing morning. The stars were still one side of his cherubic face s);reaked i his words. “I told him I shore hoped) It was planned to have a leading doc for emphasis. “If yuh ask me, there’s jbleaming cold and bright when they with dried blood,'sighed with relief a8jJ4m would lick him to a stem-windin’| tor speak on medicine, an eminent more genuwine-iiigh fire an*' sudden' herded their pack animals out of the he lowered the big, limp body of Pod-frazzle. Yessir? that’s jest what I told ^ lawyer on the law, a railroad man on death tied up in them three old ran- corral and started them down into fortune on a bunk. Then he wobbled I him. I—huh-^ugh!” [transportation, and so forth. nihans than they keep buttoned down [the purple depths of the Kanab des- and would have fallen himself if Jake halted .so suddenly nearly under the hinges o’ hell. If’n ole Si ert. Tex was the last to leave and he Johnny had not leaped forward and sWallowed his cud of ‘tobacco. He Spelle don’t step wide an’ handsome; hesitated a moment, looking down at steadied him. There was a partially I was staring at the door, his pale eyes he’s due to be run through a buzz-'the silent bunkhouse. His stern, deep- emptied bottle 6f whiskey on a shelf [bagged out.alarmingly. .saw. An’ that’s whatever.” At Jim Delevan’s favorite corner| eyes just a wee bit hurt, of the porch, the old cattleman sat in; “Better get a wiggle on, yuh ole serious conference with Tex, Utahjbrindle-haid, ’ came a gruff voice at Lynch and Al Burrows. his elbow. “The otheril are gettin’ a “Jim,” Tex said slowly. “Thoseh«ad on yuh." With the idea of finding out which know how it is. The fire grows Into a holocaust. The physician fire-chief, is called in a hurry; he finds the building in great danger of destruction, if not a total loss—just by neglect the small fire. If y]^u are running a temperature— a little every afternoon—which break.s into a perspiration just after going, to bed at night, consult your physi cian at once. The .stitch in time may .save a hundred later on.“A fever in- subjects would be of most interest to yariably means that something/is rad the young men and women of the city, a questionnaire was mailed to ly seamed face was wistful, and hiS|gnd Johnny caught it down and gave. Johnny whirled, crouching. Two [current graduates of the city’s high Pink a long drink. i men had just ^nte^ed the store. John-j schools, asking them to indicate a “What the-4wll happened?” he"de-^ and Jake were at the rear of the; first and second choice'of life work. eight hundred Herefords yuh. loat when yuh was hurt ain't gonna get away if I kin help it. Just about Tex started slightly and turned. Johnny was stamling there al his stirrup. Miraculously Tex’s face manded. Pink, steadied by the liquor, sank intq a chair and stared at Johnify apa|mtically. “Spelle’s crowd,” he answered tonelessly.J'Tried all after noon in town to start somethin’ with me an’ Pod. We wanted to keep outa where’d be the place them rustlers cleared and for a moment a beautiful would driye a big herd like that? lUght glowed in his deep eyes. John- ^heir way. They outnumbered us an’i Jake moved ^ forward diffidently. Delevan considered. “If I’d been^ny held up his haqd and Tex gripped‘‘besides we. didn’t v^t no trouble.'“What’ll it be gents?” he asked, doin’ it I’d a took ’em south. There’s it mightily. His left lu|nd weal out! pod an’ me ain’t gun-fighter.s. Then [ “Spelle wants all the 30-30 shells counter where it was dusky and thei Nuw, gentle reader, how do you think two new arrivals were squinting andjthis ballot came out? blinking .to adjust their eyes to the One occupation over-shadowed all gloom after facing the slanting sun others. Not medicine, law, chemistry, rays outside. Johnny recogrrized the or advertising—none of these. By an one in front as MontiMia" Wade. The other was a stranger. ically wrong; it is a warning. A bat tle is going on inside—thth forces of good against the demons of evil. .The cause of the warfare must l>e re moved. I If .your child is running a tempera ture, look after his throat, his lungs, his digestive tract; he has poison somewhere. Find it and force its elim- ination. But, be sure you are right overwhelbung majority, those boys j before you do anything. You cannot and girls, looking over the whole field mistakes. They cost lots of and seeing what goes on, announced] as their first choice of a life work neglect the small fire; it is easier put government service. out. “First aid” is, to clean house. a string'o’lKterhoIes’ reaching-clear and settled lightly Johnny’s tow-,come dark we sUrted back to the!yuh got in stock, Butterfield,” snap-j I do not'blame them for this votelT^PP^y . •. o —J I ..aUri ' rattch. Damned if the dirty "skunks ! ped Wade. “Trot ’em out here quick. i there are many opportunities for; nothing into the body that might down to the p. "W; A P. railroad. It’d' seled head mean a hard drive but it could be "Take ikeer o’ yoreself, son,” he jijn’t dry-gulch us. We was ridin’ done. It’d take time o’ course, but if [drawled gently. “If tro^IBT?\ breaks [along quiet an’ easy an’ all of a sud- the herd was kept close to the*edge! remem,ber all I’ve taught youV Don’t jen'a streak o’, fire an’ the whang My partner an’ me got work to do. good in the government employ. None An’ say—who in hell was yuh talkin’ the less, this is a straw which shows to jest now?” __ la great change_in our national psy- 0^ the'deeerl they could find enough igo bustin’ Into things without think-] of a gun. Ole Pod grunted an’ drop-j “MeF^ Johnny’s answer snapped ichplqgy. In the old days no boy chose pasture along the. .castern-ifoothtlls'tonin’yore moves Out first"Tf yuh ain’t, pej. feed the flame. Call the doctor in time. Subscribe To THE CHRONICL^ ^r o’ Kanab county an’ they jest about control politics down there. Most o' the office holders are pro fessional politicians who are long on .office detail-iMit damn shy on every thing else,” “I wasn’t out, but somehow I could n’t seem to move. Right away four or five hombres came ridin’ out o" the brush an’ scared our broncs off. They i^oiling like flexing claws was laughin’ an’ jokin’. One o’ them Tiamed in his eyes. •Tex nqdked. “Tl^ich leaves it up to i mercifully. There were a multitude ^ us to h/ndle our own affairs i^LOur own way, Le’s see, that steal Hap pened a little over two months ago. How faras it to the railroad south?” •Close on two hundred miles. things to be done about the ranch, and every night the three youngsters dragged themselves to their blankets tremendously weary. But a month after Tex and Utah and Al Burrows H-m.” Tex considered. “Then on ) had gone found everytki*r:f*>^«^ the top o’ the time it took to-drive i’em south they'll have to blot the brands an’ give ’em time to heaL_IZm-~bet- tin’ the Herefords ain't seen the in- ^de of a cattle train yet Jim, UUh an’ Al an’ me are hittin’ the trail in th^ momin'. "nr leave Johnny here with Pink and Pod to keep things movin’ on the ranch. Besides, Spelle will probably try some kind of a ran- aft’ yuh need .. 1,1 J W ' what can tliffow a gun like the ^ -^uh don't think Bp<rile will go that ^trong, do yuh, Tex?” argued. Dele- ' van. ^ t , ^ “I kjnoiw 'he- will. Didn’t he turn \om« o' hie outfit loose after 'iliss Eonpy thU mo’nin', figgerin’ on col lectin’ that mortgitfo again. I tell yuh, Jim, that jasper is the kind that ^ won’t stop short o’ sadden death U try an''have his own wayrin every thing. He’s been -havin’ things his own way for quit© a time now an it don’t set well with him to think O; gettin’ beat. Yeah-^I'm betti^, yuh can^look fer trouble right here 9» this ranch.” ^ ranch in tip-top, shape From hie' daily seat on the porch, old Jim Delevan watched the pro gress with an approving eye. “That boy Johnny is shore a go- getter,” he remarked one* evening to Ronny, who was perched beside him. “Pink an’ Pod have done more work in the last month than they ever did in six before, an’ darned if they don’t seem happy in doin’ it They’re get- tm'^ that danged proud o' this ranch they. tm!t fit to Jive wR^^ “They are good boys, aU,” answer ed Ronny softly. “So loyal and cheer ful.” •Cheerful—yeah,” nodded Delevan. “All except Johnny. That kid’s wor- ryin’ aboift Tex, I kin tell it” “I love him for it," **i<i Ronny. He worships old Tex. He—he'd die for him. 1 know he would.” Delevan nodded again. “I like that kid—eh-h-h, here he comes now.” Johilil^' came riding up out, of the dusk’^sahd crossed the porch to Ronny andfhef father. He look^ very tall and lean and capable, tho^ht ^nny. ‘A’right,” growled Delevan, “pet Jiim come, damn him. We’ll be Mt “Everything’s settled^ them, said Tex. “Hi—Johnny,‘come here. Got somethin’ to tell yuh.” Johnny listened- to Tex withojrt comment until the latter was fmish- ad, then nodded. “I expaict you three her ,heart skipping a beat. And his usual devil-may-care face was se^and grim and strangely harah. , ' “Evenin’ folks,” he drawled. 11 come up to ssy so-long for a ting)©. Tm headin’ south in the momin’. savvy, “I savvy,” nodded Delevan. “Go says, ‘That pays fer Fair an’ Don nelly, but we gotU get one mo^ o’ that damned gang to square, it op fer Durbin.’ Sounded to me lik^MonUna Wade’s voice. Then someoodjr else chimed in sayin’ that tl>e old man, meanin’ Spelle I reckon, was figurin’ on rushin’ the Box D an’ cleanin’ out the whole caboodle. “,1 was kinda driftin’ off about that time an’ I couldn’t make much sense of the rest I heard. I did hear some body mention Miss Ronny’s name an' then they all laughed kinda nasty like. After that they haided back to wards town. I musta laid there for an hour before I could get up. I went over to Pod an’ found he was still alive. Then !I had one hell of a time ketchin’ our broncs, which had run off quite a ways. I got ’eWYiiutlly an*" managed to pile pore-ole Pod across ■his hull. Then I come on in. Tha’s all —’ceptin' por4 Pod. How bad is he hurt, Johnny?” " Johnny bent over Pod Fortune and unbuttoned his blood drenched shirt. There was a nasty wound, high up on the left breast. Johnny studied it he muttered. “Looks like a lung ge get'tbe Okiak up heat some water. Then you an' him do what you can fer Pod. I’m haidin’ fer town after^ Doc McMurdo.” Johnny jerked on his boots and buckled his gun belt around his hips. Then he went up to the rear where Chang slept and pounded on the door. “Hey, Chang,” he called softly. “It^s me—Johnny Clehoe.” Presently Chang opened the dopf and blinked sleepily at Johnny., - “W«8a'malla?” he creaked. 'HbKnny told him about Pod and what he was to do, then when Chang J curried quickly for the kitchen, ohnny went to the corral on the run and saddled up. A moment later he was pounding away through-the dark ness lalong the trail to Carillion. ewTt *s wf J J T- For a moment Wade stood as one stunned. Hie teetered on his toes like an animal about to spring, .peering at Johqny, the fingers of his right hand Hate keep-the cattle movin'. O' course Tmiherpwhen I get back I’ll pave this, went for'my own haw-laig convinced Spelle is behind the steal damn country with daid men.” }l could turn it loo.se somethin’ lar-|do about it, yuh damned, yellow dry- but he wouldn’t dare hold that many; “Hell!” gulped Johnny. "I’ll be alljruped me alongside the haid an’ downigulcher?” cattle with ray brand on ’em up! right. It’s you I’m worryin’ about, j went, north anywhere. He might Uke a Yuh’re shore to bump into gun-play chance on ridin’ out a hundred or so [down south an’ I won’t be there to in some out o’ the way corner o’ his watch, out fer yuh.” range, but‘eight hundred would bej “Nemmine me—I kin get along. So- too big a cut. An’ then ’course he’d!long, Johnny.” have to blot the brands. I got the j “So-long, Tex. sheriff workin ’on the case but after: T^x rede wto, a d«rk,';cr«kking bearin’ Doc McMurdo’s report on the [bulk in the half dawn. At the corral man I ain’t got much hope o’ results.[gate Johnny stood, watching and lis- Yuh see, Westhaven is the rttmn cen- tening until the Iasi sound of depart ure vanished. Then he turned slowljr back to the bunk-house, swallowing thickly and blinking his eyes. He was strangely unashamed of the tears. For the next three weeks Johnny 'drove Pink and Pod and himself un-^ God! I heard the slug hit him, I jout like the ci;ack of a whiplash. Heja government job, at least until he but before j Stepped forward. “What yuh gonna had tried, something -else first. He wamed“o jump into the competitive! game of business; win or lose, l\e would mea.sure his wits and strength against his fellows. Di^e day he might hope to have a business of his own. England, a much older nation, long ago reached the stage where a large majority of its people start their lives thinking of their old age. All they ask for Is security, and'a small sal ary, and a-pension at JheSnd. Is this something that happens inevitably ‘The~ I^aper Everybody Reads” forward on his face. Johnny had been waiting for that /moment and had 4fbne into flaming action. “Stay there,” snapped Johnny. “ ’Nother move an’ yuh get it where Wade did. Jake—I’ll take them 30-30 shells. Put ’em in a sack an’ pile on five or six boxes o' 45s. Pronto now.” Jake Butterfield, stunned, awed, shivering, his ► loosely _ hung tongue cleaving to the roof of his mouth in terror, moved automatically to obey. “Here ’tis," he croaked shakily, sJioving a weighty sack across^ the counter. “Thirteen boi^es o’ 30-30s an’ six o’ 45^ That cleans me. W-wont have no more In till.the end o’ the we^. Sh-shall I charge ’em?” i^hqny grinned in spite of himself, but his cold eyes never wavered from the wounded men ,kt the door. “Yeah, charge'em-^,to Jim Dele- elosely fof a moment.'"HiriLteHinV^frett^-Then,* luggieg the weighty sack “Spike,” he snarled suddenly. “Here’s one scalp Spelle wants—baa. He’s one o’'the two what did fer Fair an’ Donnelly an’ Durbin. Get him!” With the words Wade dropped to [as nations grow old? Is the United his knees, snatching at his gun. [States growing old? He died in that position, slumping THE CHRONICLE’S WANT AD RATES Ic per word for first inaer- tion; five insertions for the pribe of four. Minimum charge 25c. Card of thanks and tribnten of respect, Ic a word, payable in advance. Minimum SOc in his left hand, Johnny advance/l to Beware of Typhoid Marys The papers have reported that Ty phoid Mary is seriously ill, and be fore my hupible tribute sees the Hght of day the old lady may have passed on to her reward. I recall dimly the excitement she caused more than thir ty years ago. She was a cook and-for a number of years she went her way from one employer to another, giving general satisfaction. But a tragic fate puj^sudd every family she served. O or more members invariably ■dflX) ' e(i_typhoid fever. Doctqrjr'ex^ined the food and the milk and the^lumb- ing without success. Finally one curious individual. Dr. George A. Soper^ a sanitary engineer, caused an examination of Mary, and a startling discovery was made. Mary was not*' sick; she never had been sick; but fhe was a huge boarding kouae and picnic ground for typhoid fever germs. She was what is jenown YOUNG CHICKENS-for sale, 2 t& S pounds. Phone 273-J. Venable Mar-, tin. , Ic SEWING WANTED — Apply to Mrs. A.- N. Sewell, at residence of Mrs. Hubert Pitts. / Ip wound to me. WSich"ain't so mKRL thC'ilQOT and drove Masters into tbe4 as ti“*carrier“—a walking distri^tor Give him a little o’ this ’liquor, Pink, street ahead of him. ' o( <Ieath. I'll ge get'the Ckiak up an'rhave hhn' “Fork* yore bronc an’ git,” snapped r Well, the world is full <jf Tsrphoid WANTED,— Two or three-room fur nished apairtment with convenien ces. Apply W. J. Milford, Monday morning at 10 o^clock at The Chron- licle pffice. Ip ion, yuh’ve done mighty fine While McMurdo dressed, Johnny Johnny. “Yuh can tell Spelle fer me that if he’s got any more gun.men he’s yearnin’ to get rid of to send ’em ♦round. An’ tell he we do our shootin’ out in the open, not sne^in’ around in the brush like a damned side winder. Get goin’.” When Johnny reached the Box D ranchhouse he found Jim Delevan, Ronny, Doc McMurdo and Pink Cros by in conference on the porch. As he rode up to the corrala Ronny ad vanced to the head' of the stairs where she waited until Johnny came clanking up, the sack of ammunition draped over one shoulder. Johnny smiled at her cheerfully. “Now, now,” he chided gently. “Chase those scary-searjfis onto yore pretty ey^, Mlsr^Ropny. ^ The Sun’s shlnio’ Marys. I reme’mber one-who was a merchant in a country town. Always] prosperous, he was always pessimis- Lady’s' Pkiafiil Tradbb H«l|Md Bf Cwdui Why (io ao many women take Oaiw duf for the relief of fuzuitloiua pglna at monthly ttcoes? The anawer la they want reaulta atich aa Ifra. Herbert W. Hunt, of Hallarille, Texaa, deecribea. She writes: “Ify health waant good. I suffered from cramp- mgv My pstn would bt so IntoiM It would nsuwsto I Would plat drac sronatf, ■0 alufftsa sad ‘do-loas.* My- motbsr ds- eldsd to ftvs ms Csrdul. lUofSa to Mad. that ttrad. slufslsh tosUas «sa |om sad the pstas dtesppssnd. X esa’t-arstw Csr- dal toe hlfhly beesoee X kaoiw it tfe” 4 . . If Csrdul dees aot ^BBAGE PLANTS and Collard ^ Plants. Rutabaga, Turnip, Mustard and Bean Seed. Fresh Foms and Oys ter Shells. Blakely Brothers Seed Store. T^eiephone 188. ^ CEDAR LOGS WANTED—Delivered at our mill near Clinton Milling Co., or put OtiJ on goo<i roads, or on the stump. Wrenn Bros., Clintoh, S. C. 9-3-5p POR RENT — My hou.se on North Adair street, possession at once. For information apply Mrs. H. D. Rantin at postoffice. Ip ELECTOC FAN REPAIRiNG —I Repair all Electric Fans, Hot Plates, iladios and All Other Elec- teical Appliances. See me for De pendable Service and Reasonable Charges. R. Stanton Blakely at Blakely Brothers. Telephone 188. Ic Snbecribe To THE CHRONICLE “The Paper Everybody Reada” checks MALARIA in 3 days GOLDS fint day Uqnid. Tablets Headache, 30 minataa Salve, Neae Try “Rnb-MyrTisai.” WorU*a LiniBdWt 666 /■'