6 1/2 STORY cvj 3* LANGFORD | "1 of the J THREE MRS 3) r ** 1 KATE AND VIRGIL D. BOYLES (Copyright by A. C. McClurg & Co., 11W7.) SYNOPSIS. fiourß" Williston. a poor ranchman, iligh minded and cultured, searches for ca'.tlt- missing from his ranch-the "Buzy S." On u wooded spot In the river's bed that would have been an island had the Missouri been at high water, he discovers 1 band of horse thieves engaged in work ing over brands on cattle, lie creeps near enough to note the changing of the "Three Bars" brand 011 one steer to the "J. It." brand. Paul I„angford, the rich owner of the"Three Bar*" ranch, is sent for by Williston and is informed of the operations of the gang of cattle thieves,— a band of outlaws headed by Jesse Black, who long have defied the law and author ities of Ivemah county, South Dakota, with impunity, but who, heretofore, had not dared to molest any of the property of the great "Three Bats" ranch. Willis ton shows his reluetaney in opposing a band so powerful in politics and so dread ed by all the community. I.angford pledges Williston his friendship if he will assist in bringing "Jesse Black" and his gang to justice. Langford is struck with (he beauty of Mary, commonly known as "Williston's little girl," I-ouise Dale, an expert court stenographer, who had followed her uncle, Judge Hammond Dale, from the east to the "Pakotahs," and who is living with him at Wind City, is requested by the county attorney, Itiehurd Gordon, to come to Ivemah and take testimony in the preliminary hear ing of Jesse Black. Sin accepts the invi tation and makes her first trip into the wild Indian country. Arriving at Velpon across the river from Kemah, she i:; met by Jim Munson, a hot headed cowboy of the"Three Bars" ranch. In waiting for the train Munson looks at some cattle in the stock pen. In the herd being shipped to Sioux city by Bill Brown he detects old "Mag" a well known "oneiy'' steer belonging to his employer of the"Three Bars" ranch. CHAPTER V.—Continued. "What'll you have?" he asked, hos pitably, the familiar air of the Hon Ami bringing him back to his accus tomed self-confident swagger. "Might I have some tea and toast, please?" said Louise, sinking into a chair at the nearest table, with two startling yet amusing thoughts ram pant in her brain. One was, that she wished Aunt Helen could have seen her swinging along in the wake of this typical "bold and licentious" man, and calmly and comfortably sitting <lown to a cozy little supper for two at a public eating house; the other startling thought was to the effect that the invitation was redolent with suggestiveness, and she wondered if she was not expected to say, "A whis key for me, please." "Guess you kin," answered Jim, wonder ic his voice at the exceeding barrenness of the order. "Mrs. Hig gins, hello there, Mrs. Higgins! I say, there, bring on some tea and toast for the lady!" "Where is the Three Bars?" asked Louise, her thoughts straying to the terrors of a 15-mile drive through a strange and uncanny country with a stranger and yet more uncanny man. She had accepted him without ques tion. He was part aud parcel with the strangeness of her new position. Hut the suddenness of the transition from -idle conjecture to startling reality had raised her proud head and she looked this new development squarely in the face without outward hint of inward pertubation. "Say, where was you raised?" asked Jim, with tolerant scorn, between huge mouthfuls of boiled pork and ■cabbage, interspersed with baked po tatoes, hot rolls and soggy dumplings, shoveled in with knife, fork or spoon. He occasionally anticipated dessert by making a sudden sortie into the quarter of an immense custard pie, hastening the end by means of noisy draughts of steaming coffee. Truly, the Three Bars connection had the fat of the land at the Bon Ami. "Why, it's the Three Bars that's bringin' you here. Didn't you know that? There's nary a man in the hull country with backbone enough to keep off all-fours 'ceptin' Paul Lang ford. Um. You just try once to walk over the boss, will you? Lord! What a grease spot you'd make!" "Mr. Gordon isn't being walked over, is he?" asked Louise, finished with her tea and toast and impatient to be off. , "Oh, Gordon? Pretty decent sort o' chap. Right idees. Don't know much about liandlin' hoss thieves and sich. Ain't smooth enough. Acted kind o' like a chicken with its head cut off till the boss got into the round up." "Oh!" said Louise, whose concep tion of the young counsel for the state did not tally with this delineation. "Yep, Miss, this here's the boss's doin's. Yep. Lord! What'll that «ang look like when we are through with 'em. Spendin' the rest o' their ■days down there in Soux Falls, medi tatin' on the advisability o' walkin' clear o' the toes o' the Three Bars in the future and cussin' their fied stupidity in foolin' even once with the Three Bars. Yep, sir—yep, maV;a, I mean —Jesse Biack and his gang have acted just like pesky, little plum'- fciol moskeeters, and we're goin' to slap 'em. The cheek of 'em, lightin' on the Three Bars! Lord!" "Mr. Williston informed, did he not?" "Williston? Oh, yes, lie informed, but lio'd never 'a' done it if it hadn't 'a' been for the boss. The ol' jellyfish wouldn't 'a' had the nerve to inform without baekin', as sure as a stone wall. The boss is a doia' this, I tell you, Miss. Hut Williston's a goin' on the stand to-morrer all right, and so am I." The two cowboys at the corner table had long since finished their supper. They now lighted bad-smelling cigars and left the room. To Louise's great relief Munson rose, too. He was back very soon with a neat little runabout and a high-spirited team of bays. "Boss's private," explained Jim with pride. "Nothin" too good for a lady, so the boss sent this and me to take keer o' it. And o' you. too, Miss," he added, as an afterthought. He held the lines in his brown, mus cular hands, lovingly, while he stowed away Louise's belongings and himself snugly in the seat, and then the blood burned hot aud stinging through his bronzed, tough skin, for suddenly in his big, honest, untrained sensibilities was born the consciousness that the boss would have stowed away the lady first. It was an embarrassing mo ment. Louise saved the day by climb ing in unconcernedly after him and tucking the linen robe over her skirt. "it will be a dusty drive, won't it?" she asked, simply. "Miss, you're a—dandy," said Jim as simply. As they dove upon the pontoon bridge, Louise looked back at the little town on the bluffs and felt a momen tary choking in her throat, it was a strange place, yet it had tendrils reaching homeward. The trail be yond was abscurely marked and not easy to discern. She turned to her corupaniion and asked quickly: "Why didn't Mary come?" "Great guns! Did I forgit to tell you? Williston's got the stomach ache .to beat the band and Mary's got to physic him up 'gin to-morrer. We've got to git hint on that stand if it takes the hull Three Bars to hoi' him up and the gal a pourin' physic down him be tween times. Yep, Ma'am. He was . = | J\\ ' j \ "Where Is the Three Bars?" pizened. You see, everybody that ate any meat last night "was took sick with gripin' cramps, yep; but Willis ton he was worse'n all, he bein' a hearty eater. He was a stayin' in town over night on this preliminary business, and Dick Gordon he was took, too, but not so bad, bein' what you might call a light eater. The boss and me we drove home after all, though we'd expected to stay for sup per. The pesky coyotes got fooled that time. Yep, ma'am, no doubt about it in the world. Friends o' Jesse's that we ain't able to lay hands on yit pizened that there meat. Yep, 110 doubt about it. Dick was in an awful sweat about you. Was bound he was a comin' after you liisself, sick as he was, when we found Mary was off the count. So then the boss was a comin' and they fit and squabbled for an hour who could be best spared, when I, comin' in, settled it in a jiffy by offerin' my services, which was gladly accepted. When there's pizenin' goin' on, why, the boss's place is hum. And nothin' would do but the boss's own particular outfit. He never does things by halves, the boss don't. So I hikes home after it and then hikes here." "I am very grateful to him, I am sure," murmured Louise, smiling. And Jim, daring to look upon her smiling face, clear eyes and soft hair under the jaunty French sailor hat, found himself wondering why there was no woman at the Three I3ars. With the swift, half-intuitive thought, the serpent entered Eden. CHAPTER VI. "Nothing but a Hoss Vhief, Anyway." The island teemetf early sun flowers and hint* ot soldenrod yet to come. The fine, white, sandy soil deadened the sound of the horses' hoofs. They seemed to be spinning through, space. Under thei cotton woods it grew dusky and still. At the toll house a dingy buckboard in a state of weird dilapidation, with a team of shaggy buckskin ponies, stood waiting. Jim drew up. Two men were lounging in front of the shanty, chatting to the toll-man. "Hello, Jim!" called one of them, a tall, slouching fellow with sandy col oring. "Now. how the devil did you git so familiar with my name?" growled. Jim. '"i'ht) Three Bars is gettln' busy these days," spoke up the second man, with an insolent grin. "You bet it is," bragged Jim. "When the off'cers o' the law git to sleepin' with hoss thieves and rustlers, and take two weeks to arrest a bunch of CAMERON COUNTY PRBSS t THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 27, 1908. 'em, when they know p»"»eactly where they keep thirselves, havu to have special deputies app'inted over 'em five or six times and then let most o' the bunch slip through their fingers, it's time for some one to git busy. And when Jesse Black and hia gang are so desp'rit they pizen tho chief witnesses—•—" A gentle pressure on his arm stopped him. He turned inquiringly "I wouldn't say any more," whisper ed Louise. "Let's get on." The hint was sufficient, and with the words, "Right you are. Miss Reporter, we'll lie gittin' on," Jim paid his toll and spoke to his team. "Just wait a bit, will you?" spoke up the sandy man. "What for?" "We're not just ready." "Well, we are," shortly. "We arn't, and we don't care to be passed, you know." He spoke indifferently. In defer ence to Louise. Jim v/aited. The men smoked on carelessly. The toll-man fidgeted. "You goto hell! The Three Bars ain't waitin' on no damned boss thieves," said Jim, suddenly. With a burning oath Jim. keeping to the side of the steep incline till the river mire cut him off, deliberately turned his stanch little team squarely and crowded them forward against the shaggy buckskins. It was team against team Louise, clinging tightly to the seat, lips pressed together to keep back any sound, felt a wild, in explicable thrill of confidence in the strength of the man beside her. The bays were pitifully, cruelly lashed by the enraged owner of the buckskins, but true as steel to the fa miliar voice that had guided them so often and so kindly, they gave not nor faltered. There was a snapping of broken wood, a wrench, a giving way, and the runabout sprang over debris of broken wheel and wagon-box to the narrow confines of the pontoon bridge. "The Three Bars is gettin' busy!" gibed Jim over his shoulder. "It's a sorry day for you and yours," cried the other, in black and ugly wrath. "We ain't afraid. You're nothin' but a boss thief, anyway!" responded Jim, gleefully, as a parting shot. "Now what do you suppose was their game?" he asked of the girl at his side. "I don't know," answered Louise, thoughtfully. "But I thought it not wise to say too much to them. You are a witness, I believe you said." "Then you think they are part o' the gang?" "I consider them at least sympa thizers, don't you? They seemed down on the Three Bars." in the Indian country at last. Mile after mile of level, barren stretcliea after the hill region had been left be hind. Was there no end to tho thirst inspiring, monotonous, lonely reach oi cacti? Prairie dogs, perched in front of their holes, chattered and scolded at them. The sun went down and a refreshing coolness crept over tho hard, baked earth. Still, there was nothing but distance anywhere in all the land, and a feeling of desolation swept over the girl. The moon came up. Then there were miles of white moonlight and lonely plain. But for some time now there has been a light in front of them. U is as if it must be a will-o'-the-wisp. They never seem to get to it. But at last they are there. The door is wide open. A pleasant odor of bacon and coffee is wafted out to the tired trav elers. "Come right in,"says the cheery voice of Mary. "How tired you must be, Miss Dale. Tie up. Jim, and come in and eat something before you go. Well, you can eat again—two suppers won't hurt you. I have kept things warm for you. Your train must have been late. Yes, dad is better, thank you. He'll be all right in the morn ing" (TO BE CONTINUED.) Man's Prejudice for Black Clothes. In opening an artistic dress exhibi tion Mr. Louis N. Parker, master of the recent Warwick pageant, said there could be no doubt that the clothes men wore were foolish, says the Pall Mall Gazette. He claimed that as woman could array herself in sympathetic colors and flowing folds, the time had arrived when man should be placed on equality with her, instead of the having to array himself in black for dinner, the theater, funerals and weddings. He believed and hoped that his pageants would do something to sweep away the prejudice for black, for it was a horrid custom on the part of civilization. Correct Interpretation Essential. Many of the most beautiful pieces of poetry in literature would seem unin teresting and flat if read by a bad reciter. In the same way, a good re citer will make attractive a poem whose beauties are not so apparent. A fine painter will light up each little beauty in his pictures until the small est detail is attractive and strikes tho eye. It is only the mediocrity whose work is characterized by sameness and lack of interest. Hypnotic Sunstroke. A German physician who had a pa tient who could not afford togo to a warm climate, thought he would ac complish the same result by means of hypnotism. The doctor chalked a pic ture of the sun on the ceiling, and by suggestion induced the patient to be lieve it really wa# tiv» swn and that it would cure him. But the patient soon died. When the doctor's friends guyed him about the novel treatment he indignantly explained that the pa tient was getting along nicely and would have got well had he not unex pectedly died of sunstroke. VOLUMES MIGHT BE WRITTEN Of the Success That Awaits the Farm er in Western Canada. The story of wheat farming In Wes tern Canada (that portion of Canada lying north of Dakota and Montana) has been frequently told, but it will stand a lot of telling, and still retain Its touch of interest. During the year just closed 277,376 persons made their homes in Canada as compared with 215,912 for the year 190G, an increase of 61,464. Those from the United States numbered 56,551. A writer In "Industry" recently said: "To-day the "Dominion of Canada Is witnessing a "mightier movement of population "than ever stimulated a Biblical writ "er to pen a chapter of Scripture." Tha same writer says: "Prom the Rhine "and the Rhone river valleys; from "the port cities of Germany and the "farms of the Fatherland, from the "peasant soil of Russia; and out from "the grimy Lancashire and over-popu lated Yorkshire, the discontented "and ambitious of every clime are "seeking to take advantage of the "opportunities afforded by the fertile "soil and exhilarating climate of the "Empire of the North." Continuing the same writer says: "While a million human beings throng "the shores of the United States every "year, the smaller number arriving in "Canada come with a more well-de "fined purpose." The question has been asked why do these people come to Canada? The available land be tween the Mississippi and the Pacific has been exhausted, and the farmers within that territory find that their eons have to seek newer climes. Cana da offers one hundred and sixty acres of land free to each. This land yields from 20 to 40 bushels of wheat to the acre. In Southern Alberta, the winter wheat belt of Canada, as high as 60 bushels per acre have been harvested. Less yields than the one mentioned have netted the farmer as much as $35 per acre. There are no words that tell the tale so effectively as those of the farmer himself, the man who has ploughed the fields, sowed the grain, and with folded hands rests while nature, bounteous in that country, in less than three months, placed at his disposal hundreds of acres of ripened grain, now waiting the arrival of the reaper, and therefore we reproduce the following letter. Any agent of the Canadian govern ment will be pleased to give informa tion regarding the district mentioned or any of any other that may be de sired. E. T. Holmes, Esq., Canadian Government Agent, St. Paul, Minn. Dear Sir: In 1905 I located on a claim about 30 miles from the town of Wadena, on the Canadian Northern Railroad, have lived on my claim most of the time since. I consider this to be die of the best districts in the count.-y for grain growing. In 1906 wheat averaged from 30 to 51 bushels per acre on some of my neighbors' farms, within 4 miles of my claim. Oats go from 75 to 100 bushels. It is also a good country for stock. Where I am there is plenty of fuel. Homesteads nearly all taken the settlement being largely Germans, and Americans, all well-to-do. I left Wadena in Febru ary, 1907, returning April 25, so that I missed part of the winter, which the old settlers tell me was one of the worst they ever saw, but there was no suffering, as the peoJSs*"are pretty well fixed, and there are no blizzards in that country, at least there never has been known to be one. Wild land sells at from $lO to sls; closer to town it is higher. In the summer we have all sorts of wild fruits very plentiful, and I never saw better vegetables, and game is so plentiful a man need not starve for want of something to eat. Plenty of good water too. You need not hesitate to recommend this district, but the homesteads are nearly all taken, most of the homesteaders are living right on their claims. (Signed), FRANK MORREY, Kelvington, Sask. THE SOFT ANSWER. n She—l will have the last word! He—You have the last line, my 4ear, that's a better game. Couldn't Set Her Back, American ladies, when in England, are the occasion of many jokes, good, bad and indifferent. 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