San Patricio County News (Sinton, Tex.), Vol. 11, No. 49, Ed. 1 Friday, January 16, 1920 Page: 3 of 12
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Synopsis.—David Elden, son (A a
drunken, shiftless - ranchman, al-
most a maverick of the foothills,
is 'breaking bottles with his pistol
from his running cayuse u^hen, the
first automobile he has ever seen
arrives and tips over, breaking the
leg of Doctor Hardy but not injur-
ing his beautiful daughter Irene.
Dave rescues the injured man and'
brings a doctor from 40 miles
away. Irene takes -charge of the
housekeeping. Dave and Irene take
many rides together and during
her father's enforced stay they get
well acquainted. They part with a
kiss and an implied promise.
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Galveston, Texas.—“After the flood in
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exposure of being in the water, loss
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They are an excellent regu-
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me considerable trouble. I
with sick headaches and
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I was so bad wife
woman. I consider Dr. Pierce’s
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medicine ty have ever known and
no hesitancy in recommending it to
afflicted with chronic fiver ail*
i.”—Mra. C. A. Finn, 2214 Waab-
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10 cents to Dr. Pierce’s Invalids’
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of his medicines.
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• CHAPTER 111.
Dave’s opportunity came sooner
than "he had expected. Xfter the de-
parture "of the Hardys things at the
U'Jd^ranch were, as both father and
son had' predicted, very different.
They found themselves on u sort of
good behavior—a behavior which, un-
happily, excited in each other grave
suspicions as to purpose. The tension
steadily Increased, and both looked
forward to the moment when some-
thing must give way.
For several weeks the Old man re-
mained entirely sober, but the call of
the appetite in him grew more and
more insistent as the days went by,
and at last came the morning when
Dave awoke to find him gone. He
needed no second guess; the craving
had become Irresistible and his father
had ridden to town for the means to.
satisfy i$. The passing days did not
bring his return, but this occasioned
no anxiety to Dave. In the course of
a carouse his father frequently re-
mained away for weeks at a stretch.
He moped around the ranch build-
ings, sat moodily by the little stream,
casting pebbles in the water, or rode
over the old trails on which she had
so often been his companion.
Then the old man’s horse' came
home. Dave saw it coming up the
trail, not running wildly but with
nervous gallop and many sidelong
turnings of the head. As the boy
watched he found a strange empti-
ness possess him; his body seemed a
phantom on which his head hung over-
ivy. He spoke to the horse, which
cattle business. SOon, he was in a
group watching a gaudily dressed in-
dividual doing a sort of sleight of
hand trick with tlire£ cards on a
table.
“Smooth guy, that,” said someone at
his side. The remark was evidently
intended s for Dave, and he turned
toward the speaker. HeLwas a man
somewhat" smaller than Dave, two or
three years older,, well dressed in
town clothes, with a rather puffy face
and a gold-filled tooth from which a
corner had been broken as though to
accommodate the cigarette which
hung there.'
“Yes " said Dave. Then, as it was
apparent the stranger was inclined to
be friendly, he continued, “What’s the
idea?"'
The stranger nudged 'him gently.
“Come, out of the bunch,” he said in
a low voice. When they had moved a
little apart he went on, in a confiden-
tial tone: “He has a little trick with
three cards that brings him in the
may coin. He’s smooth-as" grease, but
the thing's simple- Oh. | it’s awful
simple! Now you "watch *hini /t>r zt
minute,” and they watched through
an opening in the crowd about the
tuble. The player held three cards—
two red ones and a black. He passed
them about rapidly over the table,- oe-
a moment or two before he realized
that his money Was gone. Then, re-
gardless of those about, he -rushed
through the crowd, flinging bystand-
ers right and left, and plunged into
the night.
lie walked down a- street until it
lost itself on the prairie; then he fol-
lowed a prairie trail far into the coun-
try. The air was cold and a few drops
of rain were falling in it, but he was
unconscious of the weather: He was
in a rage through and through. Slop-
eye was now a dream, a memory,
gone-*-goue. ’ Everything was gone;
only his revolver and a few cents re-
mained. He gripped the revolver
again. With that he was supreme.- No
man in all that town of men schooled
in the ways of the West was more
than his equal while that grip lay
in his palm. At the point of that
ihunzie he could demand his money
back—and get it.
Then lie laughed. Hollow and
empty it sounded in the bight air, hut
it was a laugh, and it saved his spirit:
“Why, you fool,” he Chuckled, "you
'’time to town for to learn somethin’,
didi?f^~yreh-?-^ Well, you’re learnin’.
Sixty dollars a '*TfmiWr^E^ucation
comes* ^ligh, don't it? But”'yoT
shouldn’t kick. He didn't coax you
in, an’ gave you every chance to back
casionally' turning his hand sideways J away. You butted in and got stung.
‘ Perhaps you’ve learned somethin’
‘Will Not be One Day Without
PE RU NA
This Lady TELLS Her FRIENDS
Mrs. Mary Fricke, 507 Bornman St, Belleville,
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"throughout the country who, after an agony of
years, have at last found health, strength and
vigor In PE-RU-NA.
Her own words tell of her suffering and recovery j
better than we can do it: “I suffered with my
stomach, ‘had awful cramps and headaches so I
often could not lay on a pillow. Saw your book,
tried PE-RU-NA and got good results from the
first bottle. To be sure 'of a cure. I>took twelve
bottles. I have recommended PE-RU-NA to my
friends and "all are well pleased with results. I
will not be one day without PE-RU-NA. Have not
had a doctor since I started with PE-RU-NA, which
was about fifteen years ago. I am now sixty-three
years old, halp, hearty and well. Can do as much
work as my daughters. I feel strong and healthy
and weigh near two hundred pounds. Before, I .......
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people use PE-RU-NA and get the results I did." An experience dike
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glad, happy, thankful. *•
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GraaW relief and solid
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if Htfrrrs 8AI.Vte.fal!* in the
treatment of ITCH, ECZEMA.
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itching skin diseases. Price
75c at druggists, or direct from
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.ECTING HAT
GOLD OR GOUGH?
Why,' when Dr. King’s New
Piacovery go promptly
checks it
so that the onlookers could see the
position of the Cards. Then he sud-
denly threw them face down on the
table, each card by itself.
“The trick is to locate the black
card," Dave’s companion explained.
“It’s easy’enough if you keep your
eye on the card, but the trouble with
these rubds Is they name the card and
then start to get out tlieir money, afld
while they’re fumbling- for it he
makes a change so: quick they never
see it. There’s juSt one way to beat
him. Get up close, but don’t say
you’re getting interested. Then when
you’re dead sure of a card crack- your
fist down on it. Glue yourself right
to it and get out your money with the
other hand. When he sees you do that
he’ll try' to bluff you, say you -ain’t
in on.it; but you.just tell him that
don’t go, this Is an open game, and
he’s got to come through, and the
crowd’ll back you up. I stuck him
once—a whole hundred first crack—
ITS natural you don’t want to be
X careless and let that old cold or
JFJ; cough drag on or that new attack
develop seriously. Not when you can
get such a proved successful remedy
y as Dr. - King’s New Discovery.
Ip-”” "•Cold, cough, grippe, croup does not
If , f«sist this standard reliever very long.
Its quality is as high today as It al-
ways has'been—and it’s been growing
steadily, in popularity for more than
* fifty years. 60c. and $1.20 a bottle
at all druggists. Give It a trial.
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lUirdy Bowels, Inert Liver
They just won’t let you put "pep”
Into your work or play. Sick head-
ache comes from retaining waste mat-
and* impurities in the body.
fjjpfteel right for anything—make the
“ r lively, the bowels function regu-
1, with Dr. King’s New Life Pills,
lly yet positively they produce
that cleanse the system and
the liver and bowels respond to
of a strong, healthy body.
“ druggists. Try them
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broken stirrup. Then, slowly and
methodically, and still with that
strange sensation of emptiness, he
saddled his own horse and set out on
the search. ...
After the last rites had been paid to
the\ old rancher, Dave set about at
once to wind up his affairs, and It
was not until then that he discovered
how deeply his father had been in-
volved. The selling of the cattle and
the various effects realized only
enough to discharge the liabilities, and
when this had been done Dave found
himself with a considerable area of.
unmarketable land, a considerable
bundle of, paid bills*and "his horse,
saddle and revolver. He rode his
horse to town, carrying a few ar-
ticles of wear with him. It was only
.after a. stiff fight that he could bring
himsek" to part with his one compan-
ion. The lust miles into town were
ridden very slowly, with the boy fre-
quently leaning forward and stroking
the horse’s neck and ears.
He sold horse and saddle for sixty
dollars'and took a room at a cheap
hotel uptll he should find -work and
still cheaper lodgjngs.
In th4 evening he walked through
the strejets of the little cow town. It
snubbed, him with its Indifference. . . .
He became aware that; he was very
lonely. |He realized that he had but
one friend In the world; hut one, and
of her fie knew not so much as her
address. \ . Hefeegan to wonder
whetheitfhe rpally had a friend at all;
whether the girl would not discard
him wh« n he was of no further use,
just as ie had discarded his faithful
old horn . Tears of loneliness and re-
morse ge thered in his eyes, and a mist
not of tine twilight blurred the street
lamps mow glimmering from their
poles. Il|e felt that he had treated the
horse veriy shabbily indeed. He want-
ed old Sfop-eye back again. He sud-
denly wanted him with a terrific long-
ing; wanted him more than anything
else in the world. For the moment
he forgot! the girL and nil his home-
sickness' i centered about the beast
which hniV been so long bis companion
and servant and friend.
“I’ll bu.V ldtn back in the inornin’;
I will, sure as h— 1," he said, in a sud-
den gust <lf emotion. “We got to stick
together. |l didn’t play fair wjth him,
but I’M buy him back. .Perhaps 1 eun
got a job for him,It^), pullin’ a light
wagon or someth
The j resA^ition to “play fair” with
Slop-ejle gradually restored his eheer-
fulnesM and jhe walked slowly back to
the hojtel
The ^nen’Bsitting rosin now present-
ed a much two re animated picture than
when fie ha| registered earlier in the
s filled -with ranchers,
cattlemen of all de-
buyers, traders, own-
^mers, with a sprin-
e and others not
t
.
down at one darner of the board ;
saw a bystander fumbling for a flve-
dollar bill;- saw the bill laid on the
.card; saw it turned up—and It was
red.
’That is smooth,” he said. “I’d ’a’
sworn that was the black card.”
“So it.was—when you saw it,”-his
companion explained. “But you were
just like the sucker that played him.
he
evening.
cowboy's aj
grees—hre
ere and w*
kllng o# tt
Urectlyj eq|
“You Ain't Playin’,” Said the Dealer.
“You Ain't In on This.’*
You couldn’t help glancing at the ja.v
getting out his money, and ..it was in
that instant the trick was. done. He’s
too quick for the eye, nut that’s how
he does It.”
Dave became interested. He saw
two or three others lose fives and tens.
Tt was plain his companion’s tip was
straight. There was just one way to
beat this game, hut it was simple
enough when you knew how. He
sidled close to the tahle, making great
pretense of indifference, but watching
the cards closely with his keen black
eyes. The dealer showed his hand,
made a few quick passes, and the
black card flew out to the right. This
was Dave’s chance. He podneed on
it with Ids', left hand, while his other
plunged into his pocket.
“Sixty dollars on this one.” he cried,
and t here'was t he triumpha nt note in
his voice of the man who knows lie
Inis.beaten, the otherpt his own game.
“You ain't playin’,” said -the’-dealer.
“You ain't in on this.”
“That don’t go.” said Dave very ,
quietly. “You’re playin’ a public game
here, tin’ l chose to play with you this
once. Sixty dollars on this card.’-’ He
was fumbling bis money on the table,'
“You ain’t playin’,” repeated the
dealer. “You’re a butt-in. You ain’t
in this game at all.” -*
“Sure he’s In,” said the crowd.
• “That ain't right," whined the
dealer, “but you got it on me. Turn
’er up.”
The card was red.
ed at it stupidly* It was
worth sixty dollars.”
In his innocence of the ways of the
game it never occurred to. him that the
friendly stranger who had showed him
how to play it was a friend of the
sharper, and probably at this moment'
they were, dividing his sixty dollars—
the price of old Slop-eye—between
them. ’ '
Early next morning he was awake
and astir. The recollection of his loss
sent a sudden pang through his morn-
ing spirits, but he tried to close his
mind to it.
“No use worryin’ over that,” he said,
jingling the few coins that now rep-
resented his wealth, “That’s over and
gone. I traded sixty dollars for my
first lesson. Maybe it was a bad trade,
but anyway I ain’t, goin’ to squeal.”
He whistled as he finisheid dressing,
ate his breakfast cheerfully, and set
out in search of employment
1 Almost the first
th^ atoLocer who had
&e gambling game the
There was something attra
his personality; something which in-
vited friendship and even confidence,
and yet beneath these emotions Dave
felt a sense of distrust, as though part
of his nature rebelled against the ac-
quaintanceship. *
“That was the rottenest luck ^you
had last night,” the stranger was say-
ing, “I never saw the beat of It. I
was hopin’ you’d stay and raise him
next timb; you might have got your
money back that way.”
“Oh, I don’t mind the money!” said
Dave, cheerfully. “I don’t want It
back. In fact, I figure it. was pretty
well spent.”
“Lots more where it came from,
eh?” laughed the other. “Yoa’re from
the ranches, I see, and I suppose the
price of a steer or two doesn’t worry
you a hair’s worth.”
“From is right,” Dave replied. “I’m
from them, an’ I ain’t goin’ back. As
for money—well, I spent my last nickel
for tbreakfast, so I’ve got to line up a
job before noon.”
The stranger extended his hand,
“Shake,” he said. “I like you. You’re
no squealer, anyway. My name is Com
ward. Yours?”
Dave told his name and shook
hands. Conward offered his cigarette
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-WON HONORS
WMr
Lived
Kra After their Fame Had
Been Aasured.
Sophocles, the famou^ Athenian
dramatist, lived to be ninety. The au-
thor of “Ajax” is the oldest writer,
and he is uqique In his degree of
longevity. The next in point of age is
Thomas Carlyle, fee author of “Sartor
Resartus” and "The French Revolu-
tion,” and other works of noble con-
ception, undoubted brilliance,. and
lofty aspirations. He died at the age
of eighty-six.
JeremyJ Bentham, whose disciple
svas John Stuart Mill, and who! is the
authot of works on government, * “The
Principles of Morals and Politics,” and
Dther lucid, expositions of the utili-
tarian system, underlived Carlyle by
ane year; while Voltaire, whose “Philo-
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box, and the two smoked for a few
moments in sJlence.
“What kind of a job do you want?”
Conward asked at length.
“Any kind that pays a wage,” said
Dave.
"I know the fellow that runs ah
employment agency dowa here,” Con
ward answered. “Let’s go. down. Perr
haps I can put you in right."
(Jonward spoke to the manager or
the employment agency and intro-
duced Dave.
“Nothing very choice on tap today,”
said the employment maii. “You can
handle horses, I suppose?”
“I guess I can,” said Dave, “some."
“I can place you delivering coal.
Thirty dollars.a• month, and you hoard
with the boss.” 1
‘•Til take it,” said Dave.
TJie boss proved to be one Thomas
Metford. ■ r He owned Half a dozen
teams and was engaged in tfie cartage
iiuslhoss, specializing on i-oal. He was
a man of big frame, .big head, and u
vocabulary appropriate to the pur-
poses to which he applied it. Among
bis other possessions were a wife, nip
morons children and a^ house and burn,
in which he boarded his beasts of bur-
den; including In the term his horses,
his men and his wife, in the order cf
their valuation. The children were a
by-product, valueless until such time
. as they also would he able to work.
Dave learns lesson No. 2
from Conward.
(TO BE CONTINUER
English to the French.
Many soldiers brought home'French
brides and.now are busy teaching them
to talk English. One of the mothers
is trying hard to help her daughter-in-
law. Also she* is trying to teach her
little French daughter-in-law to cook
American ’ dishes.
The other evening she was showing
her how to cook oatmeal and how to
stir it with a spoon.
“You stir it, Josephine," she told
her. “Remember—stir.” j
A few minutes later the family dog
walked into the kitchen wagging his
tall In a friendly manner. Josephine
regarded him a minute, and then said:
"Oh, zee-se dog stir wiz his tail.'.’
Half-Finished Job.
“Sir,-1 am a self-nuaie man.” * •
“Who interrupted/ you?”—Boston
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rations. Sometimes she
on to other children. The other i
noon a group of children was
to the wee miss, all giving her
sort of confection known, as'
Mary Ellen ate it with reli^
denly she turned to the child? „
her, “Do you think Fin pretty? I
you think I’m sweet?”'she asked.'
He answered In the affirmative.
“Well,” she smiled sweetly, ‘toy
mamma found me In a peach basket.”
Two or three of fee children giggled
but twelve-year-old Arthur sprang gal-
lantly to the rescue. “No wonder
you’re such a little peach,”- he- re-
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So Subtlel
“Not all the poets," observed a fre-
quenter of cosmopolitan society
“have the gift of uttering quick’. Ifght-
winged, magical nothings in society.
“I knew of one poet, greatly in
vogue in Paris some years ago, who
was not exactly a fluent dispenser of
epigram. He was invited to fee hbuse
of a great lady of fee Faubourg St.
Germain, and as soon as he entered he
became the center of a circle of ad-
mirers, who waited vainly for some
subtle or poetic conceit. The poet
remained silent, ill at ease, red in the
face, and uneasy of feet.
“‘Come, my dear poet,’ the hostess
finally begged, say something to as !*
“ ‘Have you observed—duchess,’ he
faltered, desperately, ‘that—this—
year’s pawn tickets are pink?’ ”
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“Is there anything about here with
a kick?” “Sure; there’s Bill Jones’
ex-array mule.”
Whetr a man begins to blow in his
money a lot of people get wind of It.
Grape-Nuts
supplies 'vhat many
breakfast cereals lack
solid nourishment including
the vital mineral salts so
necessary to encourage
normal ^"owth in children.
A body-biaildin^ food
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