THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG, PA.
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Bertem Sinclair
HAZEL, LOST IN W00DS,STUMBLES ON CAMP OF "ROAR
ING BILL" AFTER WANDERING FOR
HOURS IN THE DARK
Synopsis. Miss Iln.el Weir Is einliyi'l us n sti'iKijjriiphcr In tlio
nflW of IliirriiiKton & Hush tit (irnnvillo, Onlitrli). Slio Is piikiiki'iI to
.luck linrrow, a younir mil cslntt nitwit. Mr. liusli, Hazel's iiiiloyir,
miildciily iioilcos her iiiinictlvi'iii'ss mid ut once nmUcs licr Ills prlvute
stfnosrnplicp. After three nioiiths liush proposes iiiurrliiKc' Hnzel
refuses, ami ufler u stormy scene, in which Hush wurus her ho will
nmke her sorry of her iictlon, Iluzel leaves the otllce, never to return.
Shortly lifter tills Hush Is thrown from Ills horse nnil killed, ruhllrn
tloti of hi will discloses Hint he left Hazel $5,000 in "repartition for
uny wrong I inny have done her." Jack Harrow, la a Jealous rago,
demands an explanation, and Hazel, her pride hurt, refuses. Hazel's
iiR!iBcment Is broken and, to escape from her surroundings, she su
tures a position as schoolteacher at Cariboo Meadows, In u wild part
of Hrltlsh Columbia. There, at a boarding house, she first sees "Itoarlng
Hill" WagstalT, a well-known character of that country.
CHAPTER IV Continued
"Itoiirln' Hill's goin' to get himself
killed one uh these days."
Hazel started, but It was only Jim
Uriggs In the doorway beside her.
"I guess you ain't much used to see
ln' that sort of exhibition where you
rome from, Miss Weir," Hrlggs' wife
put In over his shoulder. "My land,
It' dlsgiistln' men llghtln' In the
treet where everybody can see 'era.
Thank goodness. It don't happen very
ften. 'Specially when Hill Wngstuff
in't nround. You ain't shocked, are
you. honey?"
"Why, I didn't have time to be
Irncked," Hazel laughed. "It was
done so quickly."
"If them fellers would lenve Bill
tlone," Hrlggs remarked, "there
wouldn't be no fight. But he goes off
like a hnlr-trlgger giin. and he'd scrap
dozen quick ns one. I'm lookln' to
ee his finish one uh these days."
"What a name!" Hazel observed,
caught by the appellation Brlggs had
first used. "Is that Itoiirlng Bill over
there?"
"That's him Ronrln' Bill Wngstuff."
flrfggs answered. "If he tnkes n few
drinks, you'll find out tonight how he
rot the name. Sings Just like n hull
BiiKise hear him all over town. Broli
sbly whip two or three men before
mnrnin'."
His spouse calling lilm nt that mo
nenf, Briggs detailed no more Infor
irillon about Itonring Bill. And Hazel
sat looking ncross the way with con
siderable Interest nt the specimen of
typo which hitherto she had encoun
tered In the pages of fiction n fight
ing man. what the West called a "bad
actor." She had, however, no wish
for closer study of thnt particular
' type. The men of her world had been
altogether different, and the few fron
tier specimens she hnd met nt the
iW-iggs' dinner table had not Im
pressed her with anything except their
shyness and manifest nwkwardness In
her presence. The West Itself ap
pealed1 to her. Its bigness. Its nearness
to the absolutely primeval, but not the
people she had so far met. And so
nhe looked at Boarlng Bill Wagstaff,
over the way, with a quite Impersonal
Interest.
He came Into Brlggs' place for sup-
per. Mrs. Brlggs was her own wait
ress. Brlggs himself sat beside Hazel.
She heard him grunt, and saw n mild
look of surprise flit over his counte
nance when Itoarlng Bill walked In
and coolly took n seat. But not until
Hazel glanced at the newcomer did she
recognize him as the man who had
fomdif In. the street. He was looking
straight at her when she did glance
up, and the mingled astonishment and
frank adminilinn in his clear gray
i-yes made Hazel drop hers quickly to
tor plate. Since Mr. Andrew Bush,
jdie was beginning to hate men who
looked nt her that way. And she could
not help seeing that many did so look.
The next Saturday Hazel went for
a tramp In the nfternoon. The few
walks she had taken had dulled all
aense of uneasiness In venturing Into
the Infolding forest. She felt that those
'shadowy woods were less sinister than
man. And since she had always kept
her sense of direction and come
straight to the Meadows whenever she
went abroad, she had no fear or
thought of losing her way.
To reach her objective point, she
crossed n long stretch of rolling land,
well timbered, dense In parts with
thickets of berry bushes. Midway In
this she came upon a little brook, purr
ing a monotone as it crawled over
pebbled reaches and bathed the tangled
roots of trees along Its brink. By this
she sat a while. Then she Idled along,
oinlng after considerable dlllicultv to
abruptly rising ground. She could not
see the town, but she could mark the
low hills behind It. At any rate, she
knew where It lay, and the way back.
So she thought. But the short after
noon tied, and, warned by the low- dip
of the sun, she left her nook on the
hillside to make her way home.
Tluugh It was near sundown, she fe't
o particular concern. The long
northern twilight gave her ample time
to cover the distance.
But once down on the rolling land,
lining the close-ranked trees, she Ire
pin to experience a dilllculty that had
ant hitherto troubled her. With the
tun hanging low, she lost her absolute
rei-lalnty of east and west, north and
south.
She blundered on, not admitting to
sats'.'K the possibility of being unable
to find Cariboo Meadows. As best she
wiuld,' and to the best of her belief,
he held In ft straight line for the town.
Put she 'walked far enough to have
verrun it, and was yet upon unfamit
kir ground.
The shadows deepened until she
Vlppe'l over roots and stones, und
Wagged her hair and clothing on
iranches she could not see In time to
trad off. As a Inst resort, she turned
might for the light patch still show
ing in the northwest, hoping thus to
cross the wagon rond that run from
Soda Creek to the Meadows it lay
west, and she had gone northeast from
town. And as she hurried, a fear be
gan to tug ut her that she hud passed
the Meadows unknowingly.
Presently It was durk, und darkness
In the woods is the darkness of the
jilt Itself. She found a fallen tree, and
climbed on It to rest and think. After
what seemed an age she fancied she
saw a gleam far distant In the timber.
She watched the spot fixedly, and
thought she saw the faint reflection of
n light. That heartened her. She ad
vanced toward It, hoping that it might
be the gleam of a ranch window. Her
progress wus slow. She blundered
over the litter of a forest floor, trip
ping over unseen obstacles. But ten
minutes established beyond peradven
ture the fact that it wus indeed a light.
She kept on. The wavering gleam
came from behind a thicket un open
lire, she saw at length. Beyond the
fire she heard a horse sneeze. Within
u few ynrds of the thicket through
which wavered the yellow grram she
halted, smitten with a sudden panic.
This endured but a few seconds. All
that she knew or had been told of
frontier men reassured, her. She had
found them to a man courteous, uwk
wardly considerate. And she could not
wander about ull night.
She moved cautiously, however, to
the edge of t lie thicket, to u point
where she could see the fire. A man
sat humped over the glowing embers,
whereon sizzled a piece of meat. His
bead was bent forward, as If he were
listening. Suddenly he looked up, and
she gasped for the firelight showed
the features of Roaring Bill Wngstuff.
She was afraid of him. Why, she did
not know nor stop to reason. She
turned to retreat. In the same Instant
Itoarlng Bill readied to his rifle and
stood up.
"Hold on there!" bo said coolly.
"You're had a look nt me I want a
"What Are Yon Doing Wandering
. Around the Woods at Night?"
look nt you, old feller, whoever you
are. Come on show yourself."
He stopped sidewlso out of the light
ns he spoke. Hazel started to run.1
The crack of a branch underfoot be
trayed her, and ho closed in before she
took three steps. He caught her rude
ly by the arm and yanked her bodily
into the firelight.
"Well for tin1 love of Mike!"
WagstalT drawled the exclamation
out In ti rising crescendo of astonish
ment. Then he laid his gun down
across a roll of bedding, ami stood
looking at her In speechless wonder.
'Tor the love of Mike!" Roaring Bill
said again. "What are you doing wan
dering around in the woods at night?
Good Lord 1 Your teeth are chattering.
Sit down here and get warm. It Is sort
of chilly."
Kven In her fenr, born of the night,
the circumstances, and partly of the
man, Hazel noticed that hls.speeci; was
of a different order from that to which
she had been listening the pnst ten
days. His enuncjatlon was perfect.
He dropped no word endings, nor
slurred his syllables. And etist In so
odd a mold Is the mind of civilized
woman that the small matter of a little
refinement of speech put Hazel Weir
more nt her ease than a volume of
explanation or protest on bis part
would have done.
"I got lost," she explained, growing
suddenly calm. "I wus out walking,
and lost my wuy."
"Knsy thing to do when you don't
know timber," Hill remarked. "And in
consequence you haven't hud any sup
per; yoti'vo been scared almost to
death and ' probably ull of Cariboo
Meadows is out looking for you. Well
you've had an adventure. That'll worth
something. Better cut a bite, and
you'll feel better."-
He turned over the piece of meat on
the coal while he spoke. Hazel saw
that It lay on two green sticks, like a
steak on a gridiron. It was 'quite
simple, but she would never hnve
(bought of that. The meat exhaled
snvory odors. Also, the warmth of the
fire seemed good. But
"I'd rather be home," she confessed.
"Sure! I guess you would natu
rally. I'll see thnt you get there,
though It won't be easy. It' no snap
to travel these woods In the dark. You
couldn't have been so far from the
Meadows. How did it come you didn't
yell once In a whiter
"I didn't think It was neccssnry,"
Hazel admitted, "until It begun to get
dark. And then I didn't like to."
He dug some utenslla out of his pack
layout two plntes, knife, fork and
spoons, and laid them by the fire. Op
posite the meat a pot of water bubbled.
Roaring Bill produced a small tin
bucket, black with the smoke of many
an open fire, and a package, and make
coffee. Then he spreud a canvas sheet,
and laid on that bread, butter, salt, a
Jar of preserved fruit.
"How far Is It to Cariboo Meadows?"
Hazel asked.
Bill looked up from bis supper prep
arations. "You've got me," he returned care
lessly. "I'robably four or five miles.
I'm not positive; I've been running In
circles myself this ufternoon."
"Good heavens!" Hnzel exclaimed.
"But you know the way?"
"Like a book In the daytime," be
replied. "But night in the timber ll
nnother story, ns you've Just been find
ing out fi.r yourself."
"I thought men accustomed to the
wilderness could always find their way
about, day or night," Hazel observed
tartly.
"They can lu stories," Bill an
swered dryly.
She had to be satisfied with his as
surance that he would see her to Carl
boo Meadows. And, accepting the situ
ation with what philosophy she could
command, Hazel proceeded to fall to
and soon discovered herself relishing
the food more than any meal she had
enten for a long time. Hunger Is the
king of appetizers, nnll food cooked In
the open has a flavor of Its own which
no aproned chef can dupllcute. Roar
ing Bill put half the piece of meat on
her plate, sliced bread for her, and set
the butter handy. Also, he poured her
a cup of coffee. lie had a smnll sack
of silgar, and his pack boxes yielded
condensed milk.
' What sort of meat Is that?" ITazel
asked after a few minutes of silence.
It was fine-graiued and of a rich fla
vor strange to her mouth. She liked
It, but It was neither beef, pork nor
mutton, nor any ment she knew.
"Venison. Pldn't you ever eat any
before?" he smiled.
"Never tasted It." she answered.
"Isn't It nice? No, I've rend of hunters
conking venison over an open fire, but
this Is my first tnste. Indeed, I've
never seen a renl camp fire before."
"Lord what a lot you've missed I"
There was real pity In his tone. "I
klll.-d that deer today. Have some
more coffee."
He refilled her tin cup, and devoted
himself to bis food. Before long they
had satisfied their hunger. Hill laid
n few dry sticks on the fire. The flames
laid bold of them and shot up In bright,
wave- Ing tongues. It seemed to Hazel
that .-Me had stepped utterly out of her
world. Cariboo Meadows, the school
bouse, and her classes seemed remote.
She found herself wishing Hhe were a
man, so that she could faro Into the
wilds with horses and n gun In this
capable man fashion, where routine
went by the board and the unexpected
hovered always close at hand. She
looked up suddenly, to find him regard
ing her with a whimsical smile.
"In a few minutes," said be, "I'll
pack up and try to deliver you ns per
contract. Meantime, I'm going to
smoke."
He did not ask her permission, but
filled tils pipe and lighted it with a
coal. And for the succeeding fifteen
minutes Ronrlng Hill Wagstaff sat
staring into the dancing blaze. Haael
watched him uneasily after a time. lie
seemed to have forgotten her. His
pipe died, and he sat holding It In his
hand. She was uneasy, but not nfrnld.
There was nothing about him or his
nctions to make her fenr. On the con
trary. Roaring Bill at close quarters
inspired confidence.
In the midst of her reflections he
got up.
"Well, we'll make a move," he said,
and disappeared abruptly into the
darkness.
She heard him moving around nt
some distance. Presently he was back,
leading three horses. One he saddled.
The other two ho rigged with Ills pack
outfit, storing his varied belongings in
the two pair of kynks, and loading
kyaks and bedding on the horses with
a' deft speed that bespoke long prac
tice, lie was too busy to talk, and
Hazel sat beside the fire, watching In
silence. When he had tucked up the
last rope end, he turned to her,
"There," he said ; "we're reudy to hit
the trail. Can you ride?"
"I djn't know," I'r.el answered du
biously, "I have never l idden a horse."
"Mv, aiy !" he smiled. "Your educa
tion has been sadly neglected and you
a scboolina'nm, too '."
"My walking education hasn't been
neglected," Hazel retorted. "I don't
need to ride, thank you."
"Ye, and stub your toe and full
down every ten feet," Bill- observed.
"No, Miss Weir, your first lesson In
horsemanship Is now due If you aren't
nfrnld of horses."
"I'm not afraid of horses at all,"
Hazel declared. "But I don't think It's
a very good place to take riding les
sons. I can Just ns well walk, for I'm
not In the least afraid." And then she
added as an afterthought: "How do
you happen to know my name?"
"In the same way that you know
mine," Bill replied, "even If you haven't
mentioned It yet. Lord bless you, do
you suppose Cariboo Meadows could
Import a lady school teacher from the
civilized Kast without everybody in
Cfty miles knowing who she was, and
where she came from, and what she
looked like? I guess you don't realize
what old granny gossips we wild West
erners are. Especially where girls urc
concerned."
Hazel "stiffened a trifle. She did
not like the Idea of Cariboo Meadows
discussing her wl'.-fi such freedom.
"Well," suld Va won't argue the
point."
He dlsnppea.-.j! tr. the dark jipaln.
This time hf can ncK with the
crown o? his hnt full of wnter, which
he sprinkled over the dwindling fire.
As the red glow of the embers faded
In a sputter of steam and ashes, Hazel
realized more profoundly the bluckness
of a cloudy night In the woods.
"It '8 going to be nasty traveling,
Miss Weir," Roaring Bill spoke at her
elbow. "I'll walk and lend the pucka.
You ride Silk. He's gentle. All you
hnve to do Is sit still, nnd he'll stay
right behind the packs. I'll help you
mount."
If Hazel had still been Inclined to In
sist on walking, she hnd no chance to
debate the question. Bill took her by
the arm and led her up beside the
horse. It was a unique experience for
her, this being compelled to do things.
No man had ever Issued ultimatums to
her. But here wns Roaring Bill Wag
staff telling her bow to put her foot In
the stirrup, putting her for the first
time In her life astride n horse, warn
ing her to duck low branches. In his
mind there seemed to he no question
ns to whether or not she would ride.
He had settled that.
Unused to mounting, she blundered
at the first attempt, nnd flushed In the
durk at Bill's amused chuckle. The
"Will You Fall Off, or Will You Be
Lifted Off?" He Said Cheerfully.
next instant be caught her under the
arms, nnd, with the leverage of her
one foot In the stirrup, set her gently
In the seat of the saddle.
"You're such a little person," he
said, "these stirrups are a mile too
long. Put your feet In the leather
above so. Now play follow your
leader. Give Silk bis head."
He moved away. Obedient to Bill's
command, she let the reins dangle, and
Silk followed close behind his mates.
Hnzel lurched unsteadily at first, but
presently she caught the swinging mo
tion and could maintain her balance
without holding sillily to the saddle
horn.
The night seemed endless ns the wil
derness Itself. Unused to riding, she
became sore, nnd then the sore mus
cles stiffened. The chill of the night
air Intensified. She grew cold, her
fingers numb. She did not know where
she wns going, and she was nssalled
with doubts of Rouring Bill's ability to
find Cariboo Meadows.
"Mr. Wagstaff!" she called.
"Yours truly," his voice balled hack,
away to one side. "I'll be there In a
minute."
In less time he appeared beside her.
"Will you fall off, or be lifted off?"
he said cheerfully.
"Where are we?" she demanded.
"Ask me something easy," be re
turned. "I've been going It blind for
an Lour, trying to hit the Sodn Creek
trail, or any old trail that would show
me where I am. It's no use. Too
dark."
"What on earth am I going to do?"
Hazel cried desperately.
"Camp here till daylight," Roaring
Bill answered evenly. ."The only thing
to do. Good Lord!" Ills hand acci
dentally rested on hers. "You're like
Ice. I didn't think about you getting
cold riding. Get down and put on a
coat, and I'll have a fire In a minute."
"I suppose If I must, I must; but I
can get off without any help, thank
yon," Hazel answered ungraciously.
Ronrlng Bill made no reply, but
stood back, und when her feet touched
solid earth he threw over her shoulders
the coat he bad worn himself. Then
he turned away, nnd Hazel saw him
stooping here and there, nnd heard
the crack of dry sticks broken over
his knee. In no time he wns hack to
the horses with an armful of dry stuff,
nnd had a small blaze licking up
through dry grass nnd twigs. As It
grew he plied on larger sticks till the
bright flame waved two feet high,
lighting up the nearby woods nnd
shedding a bright glow on the three
horses standing patiently nt hand. He
paid no attention to Hazel until she
came timidly up to the fire. Then he
looked up ut her with his whimsical
smile.
"That's right," he said; "come on
nnd get warm. No use worrying or
getting cross. I suppose from your
civilized, conventional point of view
It's .a terrible thing to be out In the
woods all night alone with a strange
man. But I'm not a bear I won't eat
you."
"I'm sorry If I seemed rude," nazel
said penitently; "I can't help thinking
of the disagreeable side of It. People
talk so. I suppose I'll be a nine days'
wonder In Cariboo Meadows."
Bill laughed softly.
"Let them tuke It out In wondering,"
he advised. "Cariboo Meadows is a
very smull and Insignificant portion of
the wotKl, nnjfcay."
lie went to one of the pneks, and
came back with a canvns cover, which
he spread on the ground.
"Sit on that." be said. "The earth's
always damp r. the woods."
Then he stripped the horses of their
burdens nnd tied them out of sight
among the trees. That task finished,
he took' an ax and rustled a pile of
wood, dragging dend poles up to the
fire anil chopping them Into short
lengths. When finally no laid aside
his ax, be busied himself with gather
ing grass and leaves and pine needles
until he hnd several nrmfuls collected
and spread In an even pile to serve ns
a mattress. Upon this he laid his bed
ding, two thick quilts, two or "three
pairs of woolen blankets, a pillow, the
whole Inclosed with a long canvas
sheet, the bed tarpaulin of the cattle
ranges.
"There," ho said; "you can tu In
whenever you feel like It."
For himself he took the saddle blan
kets and laid them close by the fire
within reaching distance of the wood
pile, taking for cover n pack canvas.
He stretched himself full length, filled
his pipe, lit It, nnd fell to staring Into
the fire while he smoked.
Half an hour later be rnlsed his
head and looked across the fire at
Hazel.
"Why don't you go to bed?" be
asked.
'Tin not sleepy," she declnred, which
was a palpable falsehood, for her eye
lids were even then drooping.
"Maybe not, but you need rest," Bl!l
said quietly. "Quit thinking things.
It'll be all the same a hundred years
from now. Go on to bed. You'll be
more comfortable."
Thus peremptorily enmmnnded, Hn
zel found herself grnntlng Instant obe
dience. She got Into the blankets Just
ns she stood, even to her shoes, nnd
drew the canvas sheet up so thnt It
hid her face hut did not prevent her
from seeing.
In spite of herself she slept fitfully.
Now and then she would wake with a
sfnrt to a half-frlghtened realization
of her surroundings nnd plight, nnd
whenever she did wake and look past
the Are It wns to see Ronrlng Bill Wng
stuff stretched out In the red glow, his
brown hend pillowed on one folded
arm.
Then all nt once she wakened out of
sound slumber with a violent start.
Roaring Bill wns shaking the tarpau
lin over her and laughing.
"Arise, Miss Sleeping Beauty!" ho
said boyishly. "Breakfast's ready."
He went back to (he fire. Hazel sat
up, patting her tousled hair Into some
semblance of order. Off In the east
a reddish streak spread skyward Into
somber gray. In the west, blnck night
gave ground slowly.
"Well, It's nnother day," she whis
pered, as she had whispered to herself
once before. "I wonder If there will
ever be uny more like it?"
"Roaring Bill" finally admits
he is taking Hazel to his cabin
in the mountains. Hazel protests
indignantly, but is helpless and
Is compelled to accompany him.
The next installment has to do
with this startling development.
(TO UK CONTINUKU.)
MAKING A MAN OF THE BOY
Schoolmaster Has the Great Task In
Hand, and on Him Depends the
Final Important Outcome.
The sum of all admonitions Is thnt
the schoolboy must pny attention. That
Is precisely what he Is doing, writes
S. M. Crothers, In the Atlantic. He Is
paying attention to a variety of things
that escape the adult mind. As he
wriggles on the bench In the school
room he pays attention to nil that Is
going on. He attends to what Is going
on out-of-doors; be sees tho weak
points of his fellow pupils against
whom he Is planning punitive expedi
tions; nnd he Is delightfully conscious
of tho Idiosyncrasies of the teacher.
Moreover, he Is a youthful artist and
his sketches from life givo ncute Joy
to his conteinpornrles when they are
furtively passed nround.
Hut the schoolmuster says sternly:
"My boy, you must learn to pny atten
tion; that is to say, you must not pny
attention to so many things, but you
must pny attention to one thing, name
ly the second declension."
Now the second declension Is the
lenst Interesting thing In the room,
but unless he confines his attention to
It ho will never lenrn It. Education
demands narrowing of attention In the
Interest of efficiency.
A mnn may, by dint of application
to n particular subject, become a suc
cessful merchant or renl estate man or
chemist or overseer of the poor. But
he cannot he nil these things nt the
snmc time. He must mnkc his choice.
Having In the presence of witnesses
taken himself for better or for worse,
ho must, forsaking nil others, cleave
to that alone. The consequence ts
that by the time ho Is forty he has
become one kind of a man and Is able
to do one kind of work.
Taxation In Rome.
During a certain period the republic
of Rome did not pay taxes. The third
Macedonian war resulted In victory for
the Romans and brought to nn end
the ancient kingdom of Macedonia in
ICS B. C. In describing the triumph
nccorded the victorious Roman general
It is related that the celebration con
tinued for three days. On the first day
2."0 wagons carried the statutes and
paintings which had been plundered
from Macedonian cities. On the next
day there passed many wagons, carry
ing Macedonian standards and armor,
followed by 3,000 men loaded with
the sliver money and silver plate
which bad been secured In tho booty.
On the third day came a procession of
men carrying gold spoil, followed by
the conqueror in a splendid chariot.
Rome so filled her colters with treas
ure by this plunder thnt the republic
never thereafter taxed her citizens.
Thus, while the statement Is historical
ly true, tho fact that there was no tax
ation In the ancient Roman republic
for a period of several years Is not at
all creditable to the Romans, for the
condition wns the result of plunder
Instead of the economical administra
tion of public affairs.
fiivrobers Imprisoned Atop Fuji.
The wisdom of creeling huts on Fuji
for refuge In case of sudden storms
of snow and rain was proved recently
when a violent fall of snow nnd hall
burst upon the crest of the sacred
mountain. During two days more than
10,i) climbed tho mountain and sud
den arrival of the storm caught sev
eral hundred of them upon the hilltop.
They sought safety lu the numerous
refuges. When the stoitu burst the
police compelled all excursionists to
wait for better weather at Gotemba
and Tiirobo. Relief parties were sent
out but were unable to get through the
drifts. Anxiety was felt for the food
supply, but the adventurer came
down safely. For two dnys the peo
ple In the snow were Incommuni
cado, owing to the destruction of the
telephone w ires. These will be burled
before next season.
One of the most attractive booklets
Issued recently Is the year book put
out by Swift & Company, covering tho
activities of tho big packing concern
during the year 1017. Serving ns nn
Introduction Is the address of the vice
president, E. F. Swift, to tho stock
holders, in which he tells of the ubnor-,
mally high prices paid for live stock
In Chicago nnd of the prices obtained
for mentt of the Investigation by the
federal trnde commission, and the li
censing by the government of food dis
tributing agencies nnd tho limiting of
profits on slaughtering and meat pack
ing to 0 per cent on money employed.
Mr. Swift also told with pride of tho
2,800 employees who hnd entered tho
various brunches of the United States
service, and concluded with the state
ment that Swift & Company would do
their utmost to help win the wnr.
An Interesting nnd Illuminative sec
tion of tho booklet Is that devoted to
statistics of live stock prices and pro
duction, nnd another Is given up to
telling "the pucker's service to pro
ducer and consumer." Figures are
given showing thnt the net profit of
the compnny per head, 1012 to 101(1,
averaged $1.22 for cattle, less than 15
cents for sheep nnd less than C8 cents
for hogs. It Is explained that the large
aggregate profits arc due to tho Im
mense volume of business done.
The booklet Is handsomely Illus
trated with photographs nnd color
prints end the cover Illustration, made
from a photograph of u corn farm lu
Ohio, Is especially attractive.
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Glory Is of little consequence to
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It Is always a terror to old people and menace at some time or another to every
human being, young or old. It is the forerunner of more ills and suffering
than almost any of NATURE'S DANGER SIGNALS and should never be
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Win the War by Preparing the Land
Solving the Seed and Producing Bigger Crops
Work in Joint Effort the Soil of
CO-OPERATIVE FARMING IN MAN POWER NECESSARY
TO WIN THE BATTLE FOR LIBERTY
The Food Controllers of the United States and Canada are askine fr
ereiter food production. Scarcely 100,000,000 bushels of wheat are avail
able to be sent to the allies overseas before the crop harvest Upon the
efforts of the United States and Canada rests the burden of supply.
Every Available Tillable Acre Must Contribute; Every Available
Farmer and Farm Hand Must Assiet
Western Canada has an enormous acreaee to be seeded, but man poff1
is short, and an appeal to the United States allies is for more men for seed
ins; operation.
Canada's Wheat Production Last Year was 225,000,000 Bushels; the
Demand From Canada Alone (or 1913 Is 400,000,000 Bushels
To secure this she must have assistance. She has the land but nee&
the men. The Government of the United States wants every man who cat
effectively help, to do farm work this year. It wants the land in the Unit"
States developed first of course; but it also wants to help Canada. Wh
ever we find a man we can spare to Canada's fields after ours are supple
we want to direct him there.
Apply to our Employment Service, and we will tell you where you cat
best serve the combined interests.
Western Canada's help will be required not later than May 5th. WaJa
to competent help, 50.00 a month and up, board and lodging.
Those who respond to this appeal will eet a warm welcome, good wae
good board and find comfortable homes. They will get a rate of one cev
mile from Canadian boundary points to destination and return.
" For particulars as to routes and places where employment may be
apply to: U. S. EMPLOYMENT SERVICE, DEPARTMENT OF LABOR
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