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CHAPTER
jven those name* that meant so
I touch My? vanished uow, so that
r wiU l<H>k in vain tor Ox Bow or
Jpping Spring or .the valley of the
f jjittle Comanche On any recent map.
it is hart!' tor Relieve that this
ighere .flashing beacons now
I guide tfiet roaring course of planes
jjrpight, and by day motorcars dart
IJgortlessly across its endless miles,
Irai then but a wild and rolling
rie of buffald. grass, and a jour-
any length had no certain
and ali of. a restless nation
to bf.following the sun in a
,d racr *at ,off by the cry, "Go
flit, young maii, go West!"—not
years ago, :
this was a time of new and un-
liable happenings. Pullman's
..den Palace cars were running.
ear to the Pacific, with their red?
slvet curtained windows, their gas.
Bps that made the coaches as
liarit as a ladies' drawing room
their sleeping compartment^ in
lich many women still refused to
ress when going to bed at night
thousand Negroes" were
rching afoot from- Alabama, with
• women ande,cWldren and half-
ed dogs, to claim the forty
of land and the span otmules
,-vtkieb the state of Kansas promised.
icar emigrant trains rolled out
I of the Eastjans..ypon another, spew-
ing settlers along the way, and the-
stopped i'Pittsburg wagons lum-
pbered West behind their ox teams,
[ to meet—not a barren prairie—but
the red swarms ot Texas longhorns
[ «oming up from the South.
For this^as a time when the man
siva
Idle
to the saddle wasJking-of the plains
and prairie; Sil others were hoe-
men, beneath him, to be swept aside
by the relentless march of his-trail
herds. Ten million Texas longhonw-
that had run wild since the Kebel-
| a market in the
.'shipping towns of the new railroads;
tit thousand cattle ranches* were be-
madje .in the new lands of Mon-
tana anct—Wyoming, where cattle
had never been before. Up ;that
trail, twelve hundred miles long, un-
checked by storm or drouth, by rov-
-ing bajjds of Comanches or the
barbed wire of the hoe-men, the
great flood poured northward, a mil-
lion head in a single year. • ,
This was a time of a young hian's
opportunity. Whatever a man was
going to be depended only upon him-
self. - - .
In the-upper valley of the Little*;
[ Comanche that night only one camp-
fire pierced the blackness, a small
one. glowing faintly where high rim-
rock. guarded a narrow entrance
down frora^the vast empty reaches
of the Staked Plain. n
Lew Burnet was cooking supper
over a* cautious blaze. He had laid
his eottonwood twigs together at the
ends, Indian fashion, .spreading
them outward like the spokes of a
wheel. That way they burned with
no smoke and a small flame, but
j.tnade an intense point of heat be-
oeath his pot of coffee.
The coffee boiled and he pushed
the pot back.; A comb of -antelope
already braised; stood, propped
against a rock. A pile bf stick bread
ay at his kn'ee. He tore the antelope
f ribs apart artd felito eatingjvith-the,
[• hunger of af'man who'd had nothing
.since dawii.
His was a young face, with sober
strength. in its long lines, bur
strangely-~marked from the tram-
pling hoofs of an outlaw'Borse years
ago. There was left now only a
'curved crease from his right cheek-.
She to hi*- chin and a white cres-
:-jCent close to the hairline of his fore-
head .. Yet those first years when
the wounds were raw and ugly had
left another mark. He had never
forgotten how the girls turned from
him, shocked, and he had urjder-
ood.. -
A sensitive nature protects itself
In defeply hidden ways, and this ear-
ly accident had made Lew Burnet,
more than he realized, a restless
and lonely man.. His work had all
,been man's work, hard and danger-,
out and single-handed; at twenty-
five he had bossfed 'three great herds
Of longhorns up the trail from Texas
to Dodge and- Ogallala. Even the
new ranch he had established in -Wy-
oming this past wirtter had ris.ep. in
his vision as a place only for him-
sell * '
" There had been too little informa-
tion In Tom Arnold's letter. He
wafittfd more, even more, perhaps,
than Jkxnold could give. A month
"he had mailed a letteref'Ets
own. south from Wyoming,^and late
this afternoon, before coming down
off the rlmrock, he had stopped long
enough to kindle a pillar of white
smoke Into the sti.ll air. He had
whipped his rawhide coat across it
twice, breaking it. if old. Willy
Nickle hid received the le.tter and
•had stayed.any where within twenty,
fnlle¥ of the Little Comanche he
Would see that signal and know this
meeting place.
But the halfrhour passed add the
. eight's hushed silence remained un-
hrokeij. ■ By the simple process of
Wiling off his coat and boot* he Was
ready for bed. "He had turned into
the dgfk- toward his unroUed blan-
kets when something sailed past
and fell with a soft thud.
He stooped -and pushed the un-
burned ends of eottonwood together
and ^touched there, waiting. It was
not until the little flame leaped up,"
shedding a wide circle of light, that
a figure stepped from the shadows.
Even then he didn't-move. He"* sat
wholly stillj watching Willy Nickle,
feeling as he always did that- this
was a ghost shape from out of a far-
oflf past 1 T""\ ?
r He came forward silently on deer-
skin mocfj^gins with high tops laced
hallway to his knees,, a small, thii),-
fragile-looking man, ageless. Long
chestnut hair brushed his shoulders,
^iit his cheeks and chin were shaved
clean. His face was very dark, yet
. oddly smooth and as gentle., ajj..*.
^child's except for the sharp, quick
-brightnessref its small gray eyes.
"How are you, Willy? " Lewsaid
and got no answer. His only greet-
ing was a. nod as the old man came
from the shadows with an ane'eriit
needle -gun cuddled like a baby
across his thin chest.
Always it was not Until three deep
Ptiffs of kinnikinnick hjt old Willy's
brain with their terrific force that
talk seSmed jolted out of him. Even
then it was veiled talk of his own
strange kind. You never learned
anything from Willy Nickle by blunt-
ly, asking questions.
He took his three puffs and lifted
his head and looked sharply all
around him. . • ••
"Well!" he said suddenly". "It
has been sofhe. I do say!", "His
squinted gray-«yes came back.
Lew nodded. *"A year now com.e
calf time,"' he .said. "A year in*
Lew stared at him. "The bank
in ,Qx Bow?"
Wyoming and they do say things
have happened on the - Little Co-
manche since I've been gone."
"So I guess;"' said -Willy. - "This
nigger wouldn't know/'
He knew all right. "There were
«o;40figer beaver to trap in the great
South Park of Colorado, nof sftaggy
herd# ,pfj bu ff a lo to follow north to
the headiylfters of the Yellowstone,
and the Mexican girls of Taos and
Santa Fe could, not lure old Willy
any more. .: ♦ " * ■
Lew waited, smoking and feeling
the kinnikinnick already start to
spin his head. It often seemed a'
strange thing that he had been
picked out for otte of Willy Nickle's
few.friends. But it was so, a queer,
loyal, unspoken friendship, which he
knew he was going to need now
more'than ever. * . ; ,
"Wyoming," Willy mused across
the fire. "No place for a man now,
but didn't me and Bill Evans find
bcqver a heap there that winter?^
I can tell you! A pretty smart lot of
tJOys Was camped <bn the Sweetwater
ahd the yay whisky flowed that time
.was some." • ■
"Still a goOd place, Wyoming,*"
Lew said and then brought Willy's
wandering mind back to the Little
Comanche. "They do tell m* that"
Tom Arnold is moving his Cross T
up there. Taking four thousand long-
horns up the trail this month, all the
way to the north. And I've a letter
to trail boss for him. That's the
proposition. But there's Clay-Man-
ning, Tom's foreman now, Who's
been north,, once or twice himself
and could lead this herd maybe,
tfhi
beaver this old coon
ton* to. Clay ManniHgr^ And thai
Steve young 'uh of Tom Arnold's!
was it him night ridin' up Crazj
Woman Creek not two hours after
the bank Was robbed.?, Mm tfnd foui
strangers here? Seefhs , like I was
camped on Crazy Woman then;"-
Lew stared at him «• '."Thej bank is
Ox Bow?". '* •' **•' >
, . Willy nodded. "But was a man-to
J|upt some trouble now ij6'"d see why
so-^nany Cross-T horses go loose-
herded up Crazy Woman. Thav
Would bftJH nighttime, early."
■ "Tonight?" r-- - •
"No, already made it. Was some
gunshot late this afternoon wbi£h
must have hurried 'em. If it Was
this nigger tomorrow going dowa
the valley he'd keep to the east side.
That's talk, though.' Maybe some
.aortiwjouldn't listen."
"Maybe he wouldn't," Lew agreed
and -smiled. . "Maybe he'd like to
know.* . —. ^ _
"He'll find tracks Jtben," Willy ot
fered. "They're plain enough. Bui
was it me.I'd'."Kave old.,§jlverbel]
here.rewS^*" He sirjikejd the slender
barrel of his neetflfe gun. -x-
ThrOugh a little silent time; whilj.
Willy Nickle'sTiead drooped and he-
seemed to. doze, Lew sorteJ out the
old-man's information.
He felt a grimly troubled mean-
ing in that none of these things had
been in Tom Arnold's letter. The
bank in Ox Bow belonged to Arnold;
its robbery, he knew, cfould be pret-
ty bad.' What puzzled him, wholly
unexplainable, was this business of
loose horses .being fun up Crazy
Woman to the Staked Plain. If it
was rustling. Arnold or his fore:
man, Giay..Marming, should be. more
on Watch than that.
would need' every saddle animal "the:
Cross T had. And Sieve . . . "
. "Willy," he asked, • 'xaulEe-sure-
"it was Steve ridijjg-^Ratnight of the
robbery ?'=L ~~ •
Old Willy opened one eye. "Cer-
tain," he said and" closed it.
There was. ho answer to that.
Things happen in a year. Even
twelve months ago, Lew remem-
bered, Steve's young' rebellion had
turned into' violent Ways.
He wwomihg Jkack, perhaps,
just.in time. For**he Steve had
grown up,together in^.a close conri-
paoipnship, more confidinl; than be-
tween father and Son. JECve-pyttVing*
Tom Arnold had built here in Texas'
was planned around his boy. Still
there w.as that antagonism between
them, & reckless, high-strung nature
fighting the strict, unsparing one of
-the man. \
Inevitably Steve brought up his
sister- Joy, . Lew bent forward and
knocked his pipe out against his boot
toe. Behind all his thinking tonight
was one question^ He asked it nowv
'■Willy, when <jlid £g$t)£ ,girl .mar-
ry Clay M atinin^T" : . "
Willy's head-lifted." His gray^eyes'
squinted .-.-brightly. "Never .did.
There^s '^been- none of' that on the
Cross T; Why'not(rthis child couldn't
say. But there's somebody could
make a better man for., her. Well,
he could!" _
"No," Lew said. "It's the sleek
bucks they run to, Willy. You know
that." . • .
In a moment wh' i the oldTnan
stood up to go he knew there was
no use offering a bed here. Willy,
always slept alone. , It might be ten
miles from Dripping Spring or only
off a huhdred;Jyafd^ " Wouldn't
know; ^ ! .
Standing with the ancient needle
gun cuddled again across his chest,
Willy ' took that quick glahcg¥igll(
around him into the shadows. He
stepped back. "Raise your smoke,"
he said, "if you've a mind." That
Was his- promise and Lew uhdejfc .
stood. He'd not stray far from the
Little Comanche for a while.
Lew broke camp, in the dark next
morning, saddled while his coffee
boiled, and in the cold sharp gray of
daylight he was traveling south.
This Was the end of a month-long
trail- Even the tall, black beneath
him stepped'out with a home-corn-,
tag knowledge, and the red- mule
with its white tarpaulin pack trotted
behind, needing no leash.
The Little Comanche had changed
even more, he saw, in his-absence
of a year. Once a man could ride
down this valley through a waving
•sea of bluestem grass .knee-deep on
a horse. But Tom Arnold, like ev-
ery cattleman in Texas now,- had
stacked his range beyond its limit in
'this mad race to supply the northern
demand. The btuestem had van-
ished, never to grow again. There
"Wasleft only the short curly Jjuffalo
grass --. natureVJast-standi even
that showing great dusty patches.
The Little ' Comanche could be
wholly worthless irt another five
years. \. -•
At least,* .he • thought .>..he> had
learned that" lesson, and his own
land in Wyoming came into the drift-
ing gaze of his eyes. That wa? vir-
gin now as this once..had been, a
• The comic note, creeps in
now and then, even, in the
grim catalogue of ihe year's
accidents. A few -ludicrous
examples from the files of the
Natipnal Safety,Council indi-
cate wh^ yaudjeyiUe4ikejpis^
haps can happen. * - " '
Residents of Cocoanut Crove, Fla.,
were.mildly surprised pne day when
their morning rrftil was delivered by
a*, mailman whh! pf all things.
was^"ww^ing^anyipants.^ It wasB't
the heat, the pantsless postman ex-
plained. He'd merely fallen off his
bicycle and landed in an anthill. And,
he added with simple' pride, even
when the United States postal serv-
ice gets ants in its pants, the mail
must go through!
Dr. W. A.: Franklin stood before
his junior high school class in Ponca
City; Okla., to demonstrate the safe
way to handle matches. "First; re-
move the match," he-was saying,,
"then close the container"' As he,
flipped open the container to dem-
QQstrate, all the matches caught fire.
Dr. Franklin bandaged, his_burned
hand. Then, with exemplary fidel-
ity, he closed hjs lgctuxe., with this
observation:. is
'WtiSt happens when one becomes
momen'f^fflyi/careless".''.
As Private Ernest M. Scofield of
Denver, Colo., huddled in a foxhole
in the Solomons, dodging enemy shot
and shell, a stray bullet dislodged
a cocoanut from a tree limb over-
head. The cocoanut landed'kerplunk
on Private Scofield. broke his left
leg, and he became the army's first
cocoanut casualty. -y . v .
Residents of Dayton, Ohio, wege
startled, otje fine day this summer
The .trail dr ivejto -see-a-«m all electric a lly-d r iven in-
valid's chair .scoot through a red
traffic light and crash into a ,huge
six-ton tfbiler truck. When Ben
Myers, the unperturbed find unin-
jured pilot of the chau1, had been
extricated from the wreckage, he ex-
plained he was on-his way fishing
and, bubbling over with high spirits,
had failed to observe the lighU Sym-
pathetio .onlookers helped him pick
up.and-reassemble a large and wrig-
gling supply of crawfish, crickets
and grasshoppers, and he went hi-
lariously on his "Way? '*
"* Blitz Welding. ' \ *
During army maneuvers in Ten-
nessee, a bolt of lightning struck the
2ipper of a sleeping bag, neatly weld-
ed. _jt_.all-.the way around and,sealed
up a «oldier who happened to be
inside. The soldier, understandably
perple.xed,' howled for help, then
pleaded for anonymity.
In Chicago, Colton Ankebrandt was
testifying in the case of a driver who
inadvertently had piloted his auto
into Mr. Ankebrandt's * parlor^
__thr-ough the wall of the house. The
incident had happened ten days be-;
fore. "And where is the car no'W?"
asked the' court. v Mr. Ankebrandt
appeared --surprised.—^WKyr^SSr
honor, it's still in our-parlor," he
replied. "It doesn't bother us
named-Davie, blase in She heaviest
auto trafflp. pan away and wrecked
qfcj&hen he met a .terrifying,
sight—another'horse..^ [Z:
At Hammonton, N. J., a speeding
train hit a truck driven bv -Jules'
Press. Mr. Press left tSf^^^ ana
flew high into the air. So did four
blankets. .The blankets landed on
the road bed. Mr. Press, landed on
the blankets. No—no pillow.
Higbballer.
In Mankato, Sask., a steer In a
cattle ?ar poked an inquisitive horn
throijgh the ear'a ^lats. caught up a
switch lamp hinging outside th'aoaf
■and roguichly baffled the engineer-
by swinging red and green signals
all the way to Moosp Jaw
Herbert ,L. Carpenter, a 'SubWay
rider in Brooklyn, N. Y., appeared
before the'^mayor. with a plan to
eliminate subway rushes, of which
Mr. Carpenter had jtsown weary.
•Later the Same day he was tram-
pled in a subway rush and bad to go
to a hospital for treatment.
-In South Bend, Ind., Miss - Ruth
McGrady slipped, fell, broke her
right wrist,.-stood up.^slipped'.ffell,
broke her left wrist. *
Private Louis Henriquer fell 14
feet down a coal-hole ' as he was
Strolling along in Dfenver, Colo. Aft-
.erwards, dug up and refreshed with
a bath, Private H. explained: "She
smiled as jye passed ..."
Mrsr Blaq**e Hfetfk Kf'Cfenterville,*
Iowa, had, not .ordered her winter
:coal. 4 She was a little surprised
when a loaded coal truck entered
her home, , pushed the bed on
which she was lying, through the
wall, into the-next rooffl, and left
he'r against a hot stove, uninjured.
James Hollingshead was taking a
horseback ride in Summefberry,
•Sask.,, one day when a passing
freight train frightened his horse.
The horse dashed against.the train,
. thoughtfully tossed Mr. Hollih'gshead
dog, Jumped over the barn doqr to
see what was going on,. and brokd
his'foot. -The Berigafi; learned1 later
that a ciusin in Keokuk was uniqt
1 that day.
... For Old Siwaah.
When Phillips high school defeat
ed Amundsen high in a hard-fought
football game in Chicago, not a play-
er on either team ^vas hurt. But a^
Phillips scored a touchdown, an en-
thusiastic substitute on the bench
yanked Coach Lou Tortorelli's arm
so violently that the coach'-*- left
shoulder was dislocated. -L
Staff Sergt.' Leroy Post of Evans-
ton, Ill.,_ survived 37 bombing mis-
sions in the New Guinea area. He
he|^ecTsihk three Jap transput M aud~
shoot down at least six'Jap planes.
For this he was .awarded the Dis-
tinguished Flying Cross and the oak
levaf c]uster. Then he was removed
from the danger zone to become an
tftstructor in an armament shop id.
Salt Lake City. A few days latiftt
his arm was caught in a machine
and the bone was fractured..... ..
And in Pocatello, Idaho, the sole
survivor of a plane, crash was Pri
vate John J. .Lucky.
when a man's been gpiia a year.^
"Well, they dol" said Willy. He
smoked thoughtfully for a moment,
his thin cheeks making deep hol-
lows; Then he said, "That's one
_„en what am I hew for?: I don't
know. Things happen In *. country, sweet-grass CbTintry, ten. thousand
much/! Foreseeing, however, that
Mrs. Ankebrandt might wish to re-
arrange the parlor furniture some
day, the court ordered the car re-
moved-.- : c.vv *- -
Lieut. D. M. Schultz of the army
air forces ran into trouble while fly-
ing over Portland, Ore,, and bailed
out. Obligingly, he landed 'on the
roof of the U."S. Veterans' hospital,
where it was no trouble at all for.
hospital attendants to pop out and
treat him for-minor injuries.
Then there wa« -t}^-case of Sergt.
D. P. Smith, an aeri>al gifnner"t)f the
Australian Air forcfes, whb was visit-
ing the Chicago Service Men's Cen-
ter. c He decided to try his hand at
bowling. He did all right, too, for
a novice, except that- he ne.*,IeciecL
to remove Ms fingers from4he bowl-
ing baTl. He accompanied the ball
on a short flight and made a-erash-
landing with more embarrassment
than pain. . - . - a—/ ?
Jn Detroit._acity-^red horse
onto a passing flat car, backed away,
and fell dead. ■_ -■ . , -
Loyal comic strip fans were goggle
eyed one day when Connie, of "Terry
and the Pirates.'?- drove a- car up
and over an opening bridge. "Of
course, it could only happen in the'
funnies," they told themselves. But
a 17-jear-old Milwaukee, Wis.,-youth
did it in real life. He drove up the
rising leaf of the Sixth street "Bridge,
made a graceful 18-foot arc"<o$%1f*
the gapi then pancaked on the slant-
ing span-^n'^ie^Cther side. The car
tf&S^am^gld, but the dri^fer was
unhurt^ J""- "r ' "7- ~"
~'fC'fSaescribed in the Bible that
the lilies of the field toil nott neither
do they Spin..... But. Rancher Walter
Wynhpff of Wilbur, Wash., is.no lily..
-For'aS he toiled on bis ranch, the
spinning rod of his reaper caught
his overalls and spun him into the
air. When' he landed—he-was, clad
casually in, shoes an'd eye glasses^
Canned.w
And little Erlan Wittola, three, of
Kulm, N. D., crawled into a large
cream can in his back yajrd,,, He
had no trouble gqttinjf but his
parents were able to get him out
only after an operation on the bot-
tom—of the cream can.
In Omaha, Neb., the Berigans'
dog,, "Bozo, -got his foot and tail
caught in a hay mower. Farmer
Berigan jumped over a fence to help.
Bozo, cut himself on oHITTfiee and
hit himself in the eye with the other
kpee. His daughter, Pat, ran out of
the jouse, slipped and sprained her
wrist. Mrs. B., startled ai sfie wS's j to 52 per cent of the time lo,
canning vegetables, jumped and cut
her finger. Champ, another Berigan
.ngineer
HaJf the Accidents
Of Private Industry I
The army's corps of engineers has i
achieved a reduction of 45 per cent!
in accident frequency and 31 pei
cent in accident severity below that
of private construction. ' ?
As CompaTSd with the ""acCidenl
rates for the five-year period, 1930
to 1940, it is estimated that the en-
gineers' safety program during the.
past two fiscal years has saved more
than'1,000 lives, averted 34,908 lost-
time injuries, and prevented the loss
of 6,306,374 man-days, •with .thg «av.
ing in wages of Workers emKihting
to $46,604,104. " ' " . —" " ■■ '
Regulations of the corps, rigidly
adhered to, require that all lost-time
accidents on construction projects
over^which the corps has jurisdic-
tion . be' reported. The statistics so
gathered, comprising the greatest
mass of construction accident statis-
tics and case histories'ever assem-
bled, have shown What practices
cause
abling the engineers to take pre-
ventive measures.-..
? Strict Code Enforced. -
When: the army's construction pro-
j. gram was expanded in 1941 to the
-g'reatest the world has ever known,
specific uniform safety requirements,
were established by the engineers
asdjcopnpliance enforced in ali con-
struction contracts. ^
Outstanding among the require-
ments were those providing, for mo-
bile first aid stations; central in-
firmaries staffed with trained nurses
uhder.the supervision of one Or jnore
full-time physicians oil all projects
where a thousand or more workerj
were employed; the employment ol
a full-time safety engineer on all
similar projects; and tlje mainte-
nance of a first aid log at all field
stations and infifmaries. • 4
- The current pj-ogram is placing
the most stress on the .proper use of
heavy construction equipment which,
although responsible for but 25 per
cent of the total injuries, causestup
in
all accidents on construction proj-
ects. '. --- . '' ' ,
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Lipstick, Face Cream, Paint Disguise and Protect Qur Fighting Men
Cosmetics foftllmWflage, for pre- aroused by virtuaify all'combat ele- in extremely cold climates, are sup-
acres he had got coitfr^tp)t by plas^
^ering bis homestead entries ovef
every; water hole and spring. The
opportunity was there for a bl|.
ranqh,-4s as Arnold's Gross .1,
n imrmnif ai
venting skin chapping and sunburn,
and for othw sTmflar purpflsec at'e
reaching" overseas thoat«?rs Of .opera-
tion in large quantities, tlie war de-
partment says. 7-
., When cosrtietics are used for.ciim-
ouflage, the b*sic- objective is to
'elMnate the bright reflectipn of the
White skin and to obscure- thegat-
tern of the face by putting therein*
on in irregular, blotches. Cosmetics
mertts including certain ground eche-
lons of the army-air iforces. -
Paint tor face and hand camou-*
flage has beenjtandardized in nine
colors: lightgraeWdprk green, sand,
flcld_,drab, .eaith brOwn, earth yel-
low, loami earth red, artd olive drab.
Tubes containing these shades are
issued to soldiers in appropriate
a teas, together with small booklets
of instructions. ' ■
Soldiers in desert area*,well as
plied with chap sticks, since It has
"been discovered that in dry desert
climates lips will crack badly even
in temperatures of 110' degrees: - 4>f jstii. yon «n}"oV
Other Important aids for the sol-' PK , ToW«m-
dier i&re insect repellents and
creams to prevent sunburn. The lat*
ter filter out the sun's burning rayi
but allow tanning of the skin. Hun'
dreds of thousands of two-oupce con*
talners of this |>reparation are Ja
use by troops at the fronts.
•i v
BUY U. S. WAR BONDS!
COLDS!
ROBBERS OF HEALTH!
Don't fool withji cold! Neglected. It
may easily develop Into a more seri-
ous condition. Rest—avoid exposure.
And for UsjmI cold mlserie
Grove's Cold Tablets. They're
doctor's prescription—that is, • mul-
tiple medicine. Work on all thee*
symptoms of a cold , ., headache—
body aches—fever—nanl stuffiness.
Why Just suffer along? Take Grove's
Cold Tablets exactly as directed. Ask
your druggist for Grove-sColdTiiblMa
—lor fifty years known to millions aa
"Bromo Oulnln'e" Cold Tablets I
Sum Money— Ct Imf Economy An
Indian Tradition
JFjje modern Indian still refuses
to discuss;business in the .presence I
of a $quaw. - This is an old tradi-'
tion with the Indians. -
Gas on Stomach '
itstwvsu ■ 3 Mamas er nm MspMI
. Whannna stomaenadd eanais inliiTiil seifSMf
Injt W, soar itonuuh and heartSbnrs, doctors osaaOr
prescribe the faitaatraetlns medidnes toon far
•rmntflmatic relief—madicinaa Ilka thoss t
nblata. No laxative. Bell-ana brlnga
Bffy or doable roar money back <
to aa. 2So at all (fengsiata.
s- . |-
— : ' ; .- .. 1 1 .
Dinosaur Eggs
The eggs of the lgreat dinosaur*,
probably, were as big is-footballs.
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p.
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IK
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FALSE TEETH
OWNERS CAN
LOOK YOUNGER
If WEARING YOUR PIATES
EVERY DAY-HELD SNUG
& COMFORTABLE THIS WAY
Face-lines sag—wrinklM form—
plataa remain unworn. Avoid this
plates firmly,all day, mcrv day wii
'cojnfort-cushion," a dentist's torn
I. Dr. 7na«t's Pow- a. World's
bttrraminent of .loose
pinion. Helps prevSBt
son gums.
Alldn,M, y bmAfm*,
■en wWini, Iii3«ri^wis ■; I • I. j. I'<
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Curry, W. M. The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 35, No. 51, Ed. 1 Friday, December 17, 1943, newspaper, December 17, 1943; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth256063/m1/3/: accessed July 5, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Crosby County Public Library.