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LURE OF HSDDER! GOLD CALLS "ROARING BILL" AMD)
HAZEL INTO THE WILDERiESS.
Synopsis.—Miss Hazel Weir, a stenographer, living at Granville,
Ontario, Is placed under a cloud by circumstances for which she is
entirely blameless. To escape from the groundless gossip that pursues
her, she secures a position as schoolteacher at Cariboo Meadows, in a
wild part of British Columbia. There, at a boarding house, she first
sees "Roaring Bill" Wagstaff, a well-known character of that country.
Soon after her arrival Hazel loses her way while walking in the woods.
She wanders until night when she reaches "Roaring Bill's" camp tire
in the woods. He promises to take her home in the morning, but she
is compelled to spend the night in the woods. After wandering in the
woods all the next day, "Roaring Bill" finally admits that he is taking
Ilazel fo Ills cabin in the mountains. Hazel finds upon their arrival at
the cabin that she cannot hope to escape from the wilderness before
spring. During the long winter "Roaring Bill" treats Hazel with the
greatest respect. He tells her he loves her and tries to lmTuce'Tier To
marry him, but she refuses. In the spring he takes her to Bella Coola,
where she can get a boat to Vancouver. At Vancouver Hazel takes a
train for Granville, but on the way she realizes that she loves Wagstaff
and decided to return to him. "Roaring Bill" Is overjoyed and to-
gether they travel to a Hudson bay post and are married.
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CHAPTER IX—Continued.
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"This is July the twenty-fifth, Mr.
Roaring Bill Wagstaff," she announced.
■"We've been murried exactly one
month."
"A whole month?" he echoed, in
"mock astonishment. "You don't say
so? Seems like It was only day before
yesterday, little person."
- "I wonder," she snuggled up a little
closer to him, "if any t\vo people were
■ we've-bwfv?"
Bill put his arm across her shoulders
and tilted her head back so that he
could smile down into her face.
"They have been a bunch of golden
days," haven't they?" he whispered.
"You won't forget this joy time if we
ever do hit real hard going, will you,
Hazel?"
"The bird of ill omen cronks again,"
she reproved. "Why should we come
to hard going, as you call it?"
"We shouldn't," he declared. "But
most people do. And we might. One
never can tell what's ahead. By and
by when the novelty wears off—maybe
' you'll get Sick of seeing the same old
Bill around and nobody else. You see,
I've always been on vny good
With you. Do you like me a lot?"
His arm tightened with a quick and
powerful pressure, then suddenly re-
laxed to let her lean back and stare
up at him tenderly.
"T onght to punish you for saying
things like that," she pouted. "Only I
can't think of any. effective method.
Sufficient unto the day is the evil
thereof—and there is no evil In our
days."
"Amen," he whispered softly—and
they 'fell to silent contemplation of
the rose and gold that. Spread in" a
^wonderful blazon over all the western
sky.
"Twenty-fifth of July^eh?" he mused
presently. "Summer's half gone al-
ready. I didn't realize it. We ought
to be stirring pretty soon, Jady. These
northern seasons are so blessed short.
iWe ought to try and do a little good
for ourselves—make hay while the sun,
shines. We'll needa da mon'."
"Needa fiddlesticks," she laughed.
"What do we need money for? It
costs practienlly nothing to live up
"here. "Why this sudden' desire to pur-
sue the dollar? Besides, how fire you
going to pursue it?"
"Go prospecting," he replied prompt"
ly. "Hit the trail for a place I know
where there's oodles of coarse gold. If
you aan get to it at low water. How'd
you like to go into the Upper Naas
country this fall, trap all winter, work'
the sandbars In the spring, and come
out next fall with a sack of gold it
would take a horse to pack?"
Hazel clapped her hands.
"Oh; Bill, wouldn't that be fine?" she
cried. "I'd love to."
"It wont be all smooth sailing," he
warned. "It's a long trip and a hard
harden than the trip. Still, there's a
chance for a good big stake, right fn
that one trip."
"But why the necessity for making
a stake?" she inquired thoughtfully,
after a lapse of Ave minutes. "I
thought you didn't care anything about
money so long as you had enough to
; get along on? And we surely have
that. We've ovei* t\Vo thousand dollars
t(? SP!°?
It—so we're compelled to save.'
Bill ble*W a smoke ring over his head
and watched It vanish up toward the
most natural thing in the world. And
when we go out to mix with our fellow
humans we want to meet them on
terms of worldly equality. Which is
to say with good clothes on, and a fat
hank roll in our pocket. And last, but
not least, old girl, while I love to loaf,
I can only loaf about- solong .in..con-
tentment. Sahe? I've got to be doing
something; whether it wits...profitable
or not has never mattered, just so it
was action."
"I as you call it." Hazel smiled.
"Of course I do. Only lazy people like
to loaf ail the time. I love this place,
and we might stay here for years and
be satisfied. But—
"Rut we'd be better satisfied to stay
if we knew that we could leave it
whenever we wanted to," he inter-
rupted. "That's the psychology of the
human animal, all right. We don't like
to be coerced, even by circumstances."
"If you made a lot of money mining,
we could travel—one could" do lots of
things," she reflected. '1 don't think
I'd want to live In a city again. But
it would be nice to go there, some-
times."
"Yes, dear girl. It would," Bill
agreed. "With a chum to help you en-
joy tilings. We can do things together
that I couldn't do alone, and you
couldn't do alone. Remains only to get
the wherewithal. And since I know
how to manage that with a minimum
amount of effort, I'd like to be about
it before somebody else gets ahead of
-Though-therms'-'small - chance - of
that."
"We'll be partners," said she. "How
will we divide the profits, Billum?"
"We'll split even," he declared.
"That is, I'll make the money, and
you'll spend It."
They chuckled over this conceit, and
as the dusk closed in slowly they fell
to planning the details.; Hazel lit the
lamp, and in Its yellow glow pored
over maps while Bill idly sketched
their route on $ sheet of paper. His
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dusky roof beams before he answered."
"Well,-little person," said he, "that's
very true, "and we ran'trtruthfully say
A ' that sttffn necessity is treading on our
heels. The possession of money has
liever: been a crying need with me.
But I hadn't many wants when I was
playing a lone hand, artd I generally let
the future take care of itself. It was
dig^upmoney-enongh-to
buy books and grub of anything I
wanted. Now. that I've assumed a cer-
tain responsibility, it has begun to
dawn on me that we'd enjoy life bet-
ter if we were assured - of a compe-
tence. We won't .stay here always,
il'm pretty much contented just now.
So are sptt. - But I know from pasfe ex-..
. perjenqe' that the outside will grow
more Alluring as tiifie passes. You'll
««t lonesome fo? civilization. It's the
Maps While B.ill Jdly
objective lay east of the head of the
Naas proper, where amid a wild tangle
of mountains and mountain torrents
three turbulent rivers, the Stikine, the
Skeena and the Naas, took Mieir rise.
A God-forsaken region, he told her,
where few white men had penetrated.
The peaks flirted with the clouds, and
their^des were scarred with glaciers.
A lonesome, brooding land, the home
of a vast and seldom-broken silence.
"But, there's all kinds of game nnii
fur- in there," Bijl remarked thought-
fully. "And gold. Still, it's a fierce
country for a^mah to falce his^best girl'
into. I don't know whether I ought
to tackle it."
"We couldn't be more isolated than
we are here," Hazel argued,. "if we
we're in the Arctic. Look at that poor
woman at Pelt House. Three babies
manifested itself by sundry yawns on
their part,, they went to bed.
5 With breakfast over, Bill put a com-
pass in his pocket, after having ground
his ax blade to a keen edge.
"Come on," said he, then ;'"I'm going
to transact some important business.^
"What is it?" she promptly demand-
ed with much curiosity.
"This domicile of ours, girl," he told
her, while he led the way through the
surrounding timber, "is ours only by
grace of the wilderness. It's built on
unsurveyed government land — land
that I have no more legal claim to
thrin any passing trapper. But I'm
going to remedy that. I'm going to
formally stake a hundred and sixty
acres of this and apply for its pur-
chase. Then we'll have a cinch on our
home. We'll always have a- refuge-to
fly to, no matter where we go."
She nodded appreciation of this. The
-cabin in ihe clearing stood for some
of those moments that always loom
large and unforgettable in every wom-
an's, experience. She had come there
once in hot, shamed anger, and she
had come again as a hride. It was the
handiwork of a man she loved with a
passion that sometimes startled her
by its intensity. Just the mere pos-
sibility of that place being given over
to others roused in her a pang of re-
sentment. . It was theirs, hers and
.Bill's, and, being a woman,. viewed
its possession jealously.
So she watched with keen interest
what he did. Which, in truth, was
simple enough, lie work°ed Ills way
to a point southeast of the clearing
till they gained a little rise whence
through the treetops they could look
hack and see the cabin roof. There
Bill cut off an eight-inch jack pine,
leaving the stump approximately four
feet high. This he hewed square, the
four flat sides Of the post facing re-
spectively the cardinal points of the
compass. On one smoothed surface
Rill set to work with his pocketknife.
Hazel sat down and watched while he
busied himself at this. And when he
had finished she read, in deep-carved
letters:
W. WAGSTAFF'S S. E. CORNER.
Then he penned on a sheet of let-
ter paper a brief notice to the effect
that he, WITltam Wagstaff, intended To
apply for the purchase of the land em-
braced in an area a half mile square,
of which the post was the southeast
corner mark. This notice he fastened
to the stump with a few tack-s, and sat
down to rest from his labors.
"How long do you suppose that will
atay there,, and. who is .there.,ta. read.it,
if it does?" Hazel observed.
"Search met The moose and the
deer and the timber wolves, I guess,"
Bill grinned. "The chances are the
paper won't last long, with winds and
rains.. But it doesn't matter. It's sim-
ply a fo^-m prescribed by the land act
of British Columbia, and, so long as I
go through the legal motions, that lets
me out. Matter of form, you know."
"Then what else do you have to do?"
"Nothing but furnish the money
when the land department gets around
to accept my application," he said. "I
can get an agent to attend to all the
details. Well, let's take a look at our
estate from another corner."
This, roughly ascertained by sight-
ing a- line with the compass, and ..step-
ping off 880 yards, brought them up
on a knoll that commanded the small
basin of which the clearing was prac-
tically in the center.
"Aha!" Bill exclaimed. "Book at
our ranch, would you; our widespread
acres basking in the sun. A quarter
section is quite a chunk. Do you
know I neVer thought much about^It
before, but there's a piece of the finest
land that lies outdoors. If this coun-
try should get a railroad and settle up,
that quarter section might ^produce all
the Income we'd need. Just gut of hay
and potatoes. How'd you like to be a
farmer's wife, huh?"
, ^lqfe." she_^mlled. "Look at the
VI ew^ ftsn'tPforiiStf!."Tt*§^t*s siin«
ply peaceful and quiet and soothing.
I hate to leave it."
"Better be sorry to leave a place
than glad to get away," he answered
lightly. "Come on, let's pike home and
get things in order for the long trail,
woman o' mine. , I'll teach you how to
be a woodland vagabond."
eye, carried in a pair of kyaks six
weeks' supply of food. Bill led the
way, seconded by Hazel on easy-gaited
Silk. Behind her trailed the pack
horses like dogs well broken to heel.
•patient under "their^heavy^bufdeis^^ff -qeatT Honest-tti-gobdness railroad going
in the east the sun was barely clear
of the towering Rockies, and the
woods were still cool and shadowy,
full of aromatic odors from plant and
tr^e.
There was no monotony in the pass-
ing days. Rivers barred their way.
These they forded or swam, or ferried
a makeshift raft of logs, as seemed
most fit. Haps and mishaps alike they
accepted with an equable spirit and
the true philosophy of the trail—to
take things as they come. When rain
deluged them, there was always shel-
ter to be found and fire to warm them.
If the flies assailed too fiercely, a
smudge brought easement of that ill.
swift giauce of admiration at "Hazel,
and they passed with a mutual "no
long."
"What do you think of that, old
girl?" Bill observed presently. "A
woman of her own color! What's a
winter by ourselves compared to that
And she didn't, think it so great n
hardship. Don't you worry about me,
Mr. Bill. I think It will be futu I'm
a real pioneer at heart. The wild
places look good to me—when you're
^ilong."
-She received her due reward for
that, and then, the long twilight hav-
ing brought the hour to a latenesa that
CHAPTER X.
i Eri "Rout®.
Long since Hazel had become aware
that whatsoever her husband set about
doing he did swiftly and with Irifl'ex-
jbie purpose. There wa3_Jio malinger-
lng or doubtful hesitation. One/ his
mind was made up, he acted. Thu?,
upon the third day from the land stak-
ing, they bore away eastward from the
clearing, across a trackless area, trav-
eling by the sun and Bill's knowledge
of the country.—t—' ■■■'■
"Some day there'll fee trails blazed
through here by a paternal govern-
ment," he laughed over his shoulder,
"for the benefit of the public. But we
don't need 'em, thank goodness.*'
The \ buckskin pony Hazel had
bought for the trip in with Limping
George ambled sedately under a pack
containing bedding, clothes and a light
shelter tent. The Mack horse, Nigger,
he of the cwfed ear and the rolling
by within a hundred miles of our
sfi"ack. Three years. It'll be there b&;
fore we know It. We'll have neigh-
bors to burn."
"A hundred miles!" Hazel laugiied.
"Is that your idea of a neighborly dis-
tance?"
"What's a hundred miles?" he de-
fended. "Two days' ride, that'a all.
And the kind of people that coine to
settle in a country like this don'1 stick
in sight of the cars. They're like
me—need lots of elbow room. There'll
be hardy souls looking for a Io-oatlon
up where we are before very long.
You'll see.-" -
They passed other crevfs of men,
surveyors with transits, chaiumen,
stake drivers, ax gangs widening the
path through the timber. Most ~ of
them looked at Hazel In frank sur-
prise, and stared long after she passed
by. And when an open bottom beside
a noisy little creek showed the scat-
tered tents of the survey camp, Hazel
said:
"Let's not stop. Bill-"
He looked back over his shoulder
with a comprehending smile.
"Getting shy? Make you uncom-
fortable to -have all these*boys~look at
you, little person?" he bantered. "All
right, we won't stop. But all these
fellows probably haven't seen a white
woman for months. You can't blame
BENEFITS OF CONCRETE
Make Travel 'Quick, Safe' and Eai
Clean and Comfortable—-Save*
V More Than It Costa, y
ConcreFe roads are country
lrds They benefit a commuii.F„
making travel quick, safe, easy. cWan
The Surveyor Lifted His Hat With a
Swif^ Glance of Unconcealed Ad-
miration at Hazel.
Each day was something rpore than a
mere toll of so mauy miles traversed.
The unexpected, for which both were
eager-eyed, lurked on the shoulder of
each mountain, in the. hollow of every
cool canyon, or met them boldly in
the open, naked and unafraid.
Bearlng~"up to , where the Nachaco"
debouches from Fraser lake, with a
Hudson's bay fur post and an Indian
mission on Its eastern fringe, they
came upon a blazed line in the scrub
timber. Roaring BUI pulled up, and
squinted away down the narrow lane
fresh with ax marks.
"\\*ell,." said he. "I wonder what's
coming off now? That looks like a
survey line' of some sort. It isn't a
trail—too wide. Let's follow it a
while.
"I'll b§t a nickel," he asserted next,
"that's a railroad survey."
Half an hour of easy jogging set the
seal of truth on his assertion. They
came upon a man squinting through
a brass instrument set on three legs,
directing, with alternate wavings of
his outspread hands, certain activi-
ties of other men ahead of him.
"Well, I'll be—" he bit off the sen-
tence, and stared a moment In frank
astonishment at Hazel. Then he took
off his hat and bowed. "Good morn-
ing," he greeted politely.
"Sure," Bill grinned. "We have
mornings like this arduhd hereyall the
time. What all are you fellows doing
io the wilderness, anyway? Railroad?"
"Cross-section work for the G. T.
P.," the surveyor replied.
■f "HuhT"-Blll grunted. "Is it a dead
clncb, or is It something that may pos-
sibly como t6 pass in the misty fu-
ture?"
"As near a cinch as anything ever
is," the surveyor answered. "Construc-
tion has begun—at both ends. I
thought the few white folks in this
country kept tab on anything as im-
portant as a new railroad."
"We've heard a lot, but none of 'em
has transpired yet; not in my time,
ever, the world keeps on moving. I've
heard more or less talk of this, but I
"didn't kno\^ It had got past the talking
stage. What's their Pacific terminal?"
"Prince Rupert—new town on a pe-
ninsula north of the- mouth of the
Skeena," said the surveyor. "It's a
rush job all the way through, I believe.
Three years to spike up the last rail.
And that's going some for a transcon-
ffirental rond: Both the Dominton and
B." *C. govern&ents haye piaranfeefl
the company's bonds away up Into mil-
lions." —' —
"Be a great thing for this country—
sayI_whejre does It cross the Rockies?
—what's the general route?" Bill
asked abruptly..
"Goes over the range throngh Yel-
lowhead" pass. From here It fbllows
the Nachaco to Port George, then up
the Fraser by Tete Juan* Cache,
thtough_the pass, then down the Atfa-
abasca till it switches over to strike
Edmonton."
"Uh-huh," Bill nodded." "One of the
modern labors of Hercules. Well,
we've got to peg; So long."
"Our camp's about five miles aheDjd.
Better stop, in and noon," the surveyor
inylted, "if it's on your road." "
"Thanks. Maybdrtwe ^iil,'' Bill re-
*'Ma^2' „
She surveyor luted his havwltb.a
to other men besides me. you know."
So they rode through the camp with
but a nod to the aproned cogk, who
thrust out his head, and a gray-haired
man with glasses, who^hnmned over
a drafting board under an awning.
Their noon fire they built at a spring
five miles beyond.
At length they fared into Hazelton,
which is the hub of a vast area over
which men pursue gold and furs.
Some hundred odd souls were gath-
ered there, where the stern-whee!
steamers that ply the turgid Skeena
reach the head of navigation. A land-
recording office nnd a mining recorder
Hazelton boasted as proof of its
and comfortable. They extend neigh-
borhood limits, bring more people Into^'
personal touch with each other, in-
crease social, opportunities and there*
by remove the monotony of isolation"C
bring greater content' to the youth on • "*
the farm, make city and country near
neighbors and increase school attend-..
tince, thus cultivating a desire fpr?:afi-j
broader knowledge and higher stand-
ards of living. '
Concrete roads make daily rural malL;
delivery a fact-.-ev-ery home-unitJn the-^
community Is put on the news wire
with the political, financlairlndUStrtRl'-;
and trading centers oi' the earth. The
best thought of the world in every line
of human effort and human achieve- '
ment is transmitted overuight tQ the.
breakfast table of the community
served by a network of concrete roads.
A concrete road saves more than ;tv|
costs. It Is open to maximum trafli.C:y
all the year round. It brings greater
freedom and ease' of movement itt
travel and transportation and permat|
nentlj increases land values.
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'ADAM WAS ROAD REPAIRER"-
He Originated Method of Covering Sur«
face of^Groumi With Impermeable—; -
Crust or Covering.
Just 200 years ago was born "the
first of-the pioneers who took up the
work of .scientific..road-bulldlng." John
Met calf showed how to carry solid '0
highways across difficult bogs, and
Thomas Telford built his roads, topped
with gravel, on a solid foundation of
stone blocks. But the great reform of
the art came in w|th John Louden Mo
Adam, who traveled 30,000 miles over
the English and Scottish roads to study"
the conditions and needs for._.hlms.elf«._,_.
Bestowing a new word on the Ian- ....
gtiage, he originated the method of cov-
civic importance. The mining recorder,
who combined In himself many capaci-
ties besides his governmental function,
undertook to put through Bill's land
deal. He knew Bill Wagstaff.
"Wise man," he nodded, over the de-
scription. "If some more Uh these boy.a
that have blazed trails through this
country would .do the „ same .thing,
they'd be better off. A chunk of land
anywhere in this country Is a good
bet now. We'll have rails here from
the coast In a year. Better freeze
onto a couple uh lots here in Hazel-
ton, while they're low. Be plumb to
the skies in ten years. Natpra$ place
for a city, Bill. It's astonishin' how
the settlers is comin'."
There was ocular evidence of this
last, for they had followed in a road
well rutted from loaded wagons. But
Bill Invested in no real estate, not-
withstanding the positive assuranco
that Hazelton was on the ragged edge
of a boom.
"Maybe, maybe," be admitted. "Bu4
I've got other fish to fry. That on©
.piece up by Pine river will do me fop
a while."
Here where folk talked only of gold
and pelts and railroads and settlement
and the coming boom that would make
them all rich. Bill Wagstaff addedJtwo
more ponies to his pack train. These
he loaded down with food, staples only,
flour, sugar, beans, salt, tea and cof-
fee, and a sack of dried fruit. Also
he bestowed upon Nigger a further
burden of six dozen steel traps.
And in the cool of a midsummer
morning, before HtoeltOn had rubbed
the sleep out of Its collective eyes and
taken, up the day's work of discussing
its future greatness. Roaring Bill and
his wife* draped the mosquito nets over
their... .heads.
north.
They bore out upon a wagon road.
For a brief distance only did this en-
dure. then dwindled to n path. A turn
in this hid sight of the clustered log
houses And tents, and the two steam-
ers that lay up against the bank. The
river Itself was soon lost in the far
stretches of forest. Once more they
rode alone In the wilderness., For the
first tlme Hazel felt u-qulek shrlnfeing
from the Nortfr. a&aWe oFTfs huge,
silent spaces, which could so easily
remain a land untamed.
Hazel gets a terrifying .glimpse
of the ruthless way of the wil-
derness. She., learns that the
.great wide spaces of the north
-are merciless to those Who make
mistakes. How sh'e learns th®
lesson Is told In t|he next Install,
ment; : 1
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(TO BE CO:
, Philippines Population. !
Government officials recently estir
mated the population of the Philip-
pines at slightly more than 0.5PO.OOO,
the Island of Luzon Wiving about one>
haU;tii<§:.htuuiwh' -,- "
Macadamized Road.
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ering the surface of the 'ground with—
an Impermeable crust, cover ok coat-
ing, so that water would not penetratefti
to the soil beneath. A road thus
"macadamized" was found to yield less
easily to weights pressing upon it, and
could not be broken up by the actios
of frost. But while the inventor's fame
spread his resources dwindled, and
though made surveyor general of roads,
he had to depend for his recompenseJ
on a—parliamentary grant.
was a road repairer rather than a road
builder, but his system went all over,
the world. '
SPRING CARE OF HIGHWAYS
m a
Go Over Road With Grader to Clean,
Out Ditches—Fill All Ruts
sp With New Material. .!jpl|p
Every spring before the gijound be-;,
comes too hard the road should b€>:
, thoroughly gone over with a grader toV
clean out the ditches, so that the wateft
may have a free outlet. The ruts and<
vI«des,.sluuild,te.J^^
road and shoulders on-the'side-o£~*h% • -
road planed off, the grade improved^ 1 *••-J&M
and the road put in good condition. .. ,
Earth roads have a pronounced tefcd- , v,«
ency to rut. *When -ruts begin to ap-
pear on the; surface great care should
be used in selecting new.material, with
•which they should be filled immediate*
ly. One fundamental principle
of special Importance in the
of any-road la - that whatever -
Mis used Tn the construction
face, the same material—and no
—should be used in its repair.
road with a surface of clay should
repaired by using cltiy, a Ml
with gravet-and-a-surfaefr
with limestone.
mmsm
mm'*$&***
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try, -
. •.-more" Alluring; as time passes. You'll that, and then, the Jong twilight haV- shelter, tent. The wack horse, Nigger, turned. - • the Island .of-Luzon Mvlngabout on© *nU;^marK tne rows so i
get lonesome for civilization. It's the lng brought the hour to.a lateness tfiat he of the cockjd eat-'^nd the rolling The surveyor lifted his hat, vWth a half" the UMnbofr,' jftmjrbegia
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>...v; ; v;_ _■ , .„,l_<
Hog -.Needs Proteetfon.
The hog is rather scantily
with'hair and the, warme
the less hair. Therefore,
taction1 during the storms
HHJfa fe^^Krfantiisin.
•: In• sowing' seeds that;,stat;t ^owIfc
as parsnips, celery, etc., it. is well
sow with them a few .strong* .
germinating seeijs to breUfi tb&
^ark the rows'-'so tbat.csiitte"
Saa^bcgin ejrly.. ...
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Buck, James T. The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 10, No. 12, Ed. 1 Friday, April 5, 1918, newspaper, April 5, 1918; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth242435/m1/3/: accessed July 18, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Crosby County Public Library.