CONDENSED NEWS FROM
THE OLD NORTH STATE
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> ffIO.TT NOTES OF INTEREST Tflf
CAROLINIANS.
The State Board of Agriculture haa
revoked the quarantine which fur aev
aral years has restricted the bringing
of cotton seed and other products into
, North Carolina from the States to
the South.
Henderson. —At a meeting of city
• council it was decided to make exten
sive street Improvements and a com
mittee was named to negotiate for
contracts for sewerage Improvement*.
Greenville. —The teacher shortage
In Pitt county is becoming serious,
according to County Superintendent
8. B. Underwood, who states that he
needs 46 teachers .to supply places
now vacant. ,
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Washington.—The Census Bureau
announced the censuß of New Bern,
North Carolina, as 10,003. This shows
a growth in population by the Craven
county city during the past ten years
of 42„ or 0.4 per cent. ,
Aehevllle. —Charged with stealing
morphine and opium from- the drug
department of. the main administra
tion building at O'Reilly government
, general hospital at Oteen, Charles P.
Leister a private was arrested.
Hamlet.—The development depart
ment of the Seaboard Air Line Rail
way, commencing with the month of
September, will issue a monthly mar
ket bulletin which will be posted con
spicuously along the 3,600 miles of its
territory.
WinstonSalem.—A message received
here stated that Samuel T. Nailer, a
native of Davie county and a well
kno#n Confederate veteran, died at
Fort Worth', Texas following an oper
ation. He was 80 yearß old.
Lumberton.—The day witnessed
one of the biggest "breaks" on the
tobacco market this sea
son, over a quarter million pounds of
th£ golden weed being disposed of at
prices which ranged higher than they
have been for several days. '
Monroe. —John J. Parker, Republi
can nominee for Governor, will speak
. to home folks on September 4Ut-and
in an advertisement, in the loc&l pa-
promises not to offend the Dem
ocrats.
Ashevllle/—Announcement is made
that the Southern Labor congreis, an
affiliation of central labor unions of
the southern states will hold the an
' nual convention this year at Wilming
ton, the opening meeting to be held
on September 16. The union men of
the seaside city are making elaborate
preparations for the convention.
Bailey.—At a meeting of the sub
scribed stockholders of a new bank
tor Bailey the name of the Nash Bank
and Trust Co:, was gi/en the Institu
tion. It vrtll do. a general bank and
trust business.
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Ashevllle. —The Baptist mountain
schools in North Carolina will receive
970,000 in Improvements this year
trom the $76,000,000 campaign which
the Baptists of the South conducted
several months ago to put all educa
tional Institutions on their feet.
Dunn. —With a view to sfablizing
cotton ginning conditions in this part
of the state the Cape Peat Cotton
OinneTs association was organized'
here with 80 members from the coun
ties of Harnett. Sampson, John9oa
and Cumberland.
. Spencer—"East Spencer is to have a
hank, the desired amount of stock
having been already subscribed by
Postmaster W. J. Hatley and other
enterprising citizens of the town sep
a rated from Spencer enly by the
Southern Railway yards. *'
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' Statesville^—The body of Paul F.
Ward, who dldd in France in Decem
ber, 1918, was burled with fitting
honors by the people of his native
twon, Statesvllle.
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Farmville—Never before has this
section been visited by the loss of so
many tobacco barns by fire as it has
this year. -Within a radius of 10 miles
of this town, the loss of barns and to
bacco would aggregate at least fifty
thousand dollars.
Salisbury.—E. P. Wharton, well
known Greensboro business man,
plans spending half a million dollars
for building and developments here,
according to statements made by him-
He owns tbe greater part of several
blocks of property.
pavidson. —The pre-opening Issue
of The Davidsonlan is being mailed
out from the ffice. It will be of real
interest to all Davidson studenta pres
ent and prospective and to all inter
ested In the growth of the college.
Hickory.—That Hickory is tj
have a dozen or more new bungalows
was announced here by L. L. Moss, a
v local contractor, who will cut the ma
terial into proper lengths at his shop
ami fabricate tbe houses- Mr. .Moss
tar* he can save between >9OO and
THE VALLEY of the GIANTS »"SHS£SH
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| n Author of "Cappy Ricks"
J; . .. ... ' Copyright hy B. Kyae
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."GOD HELP YOU I"
Synopsis.—Pioneer In the Califor
nia redwood region, John Cardigan,
at forty-seven. Is the leading cltlsen
of Sequoia, owner of mills, ships,
add many 'acres of timber, a wid
ower after three years of married
life, and father of two-year-old
Bryce Cardigan. At fourteen Bryce
makes the acquaintance of Shirley
Sumner, a visitor at Sequoia, and
H his Junior by a (ew years. Together
they visit the Valley of the Giants,
sacred to John Cardigan and his
son as the burial place of Bryce's '
mother, and part with miltual re
gret While. Bryce Is at college
John Cardigan meets with heavy
business losses and for the first
time.views the future with uncer
tainty. After graduation from col
flege, and a trip abroad, Bryce Car
digan comes home. On the train he
meets Shirley Sumner, on her way (
to Sequoia to make her home there
with her uncle. Colonel Pennington.
Bryce learns that his father's eye
sight has failed and that Colonel
I Pennington is seeking to take ad
vantage of the .old man's business
misfortunes. John Cardigan is de
spairing, but Bryce is full of light.
'Bryce finds a burl / redwood felled
across his mother's grave.' He goes
te dinner at Pennington's on Shlr
■ ley's Invitation and finds the din
ing room paneled with burl from II I
the tree. Bryce and Pennington de
clare was, though Shirley does not
know It Bryce bests Jules Ron
deau, Pennington's fighting logging
boss, and forces him to confess that 1
Pennington ordered the burl tree
cut Pennington butts Into the
fight and gets hurt Bryce stands
off a gang of Pennington's lumber
men. Shirley, who sees )t all, tells
Bryce It must be "goodby." Bryce
rehews acquaintance with Molra
McTavlsh, daughter of his drunken
WOOdS-boSS;
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CHAPTER Vlll—Continued.
The thought that he so readily un
derstood touched her; a glint of tears
was in her sad eyes. He saw them
sal placed his anna fraternally around
her shoulders. "Tut-tut, Molra!
Don't cry," he. soothed her. "I un
derstand perfectly, and of course we'll
have to do something about It You're
too line for this." With a sweep of
his hand be indicated tbe camp. "Sit
down on the steps, Molra. and we'll
talk it over. 1 really called to see
your father, bnt I guess I don't want
to see him after all —If he's sick." >
She looked at him bravely. "I didn't
kaow you at first, Mr. Bryce. I fibbed.
Father Isn't sick. He's drank."
"I thought so when I saw the lotd
ta*-crew taking It easy at tbe log
laadlng. I'm terribly sorry."
"I loathe It—and I cannot leave ft"
she burst ont vehemently. "I'm chain
ed to my degradation. I dream
dreams, and they'll never come trae.
I—l—oh, Mr. Bryce, Mr. Bryce, I'm so
unhappy."
"So am I," he retorted. "We all
get our dose of It, you know, and just
at present I'm having an extra helping.
It seems. You're cursed with too
much Imagination, Molra. I'm sorry
about your father. For all his sixty
years, Molra. your confounded parent
||
"Father lent Sick. He's Drunk."
i
caa still manhandle any man on the
pay-roll, and as fast as Dsd pat In a
new woods-boss old Mac drove him off
the job. He simply declines to be
fired, and Dad's worn out and too tired
to bother about his old woods-boss any
more. He's been waiting until I should
get back."
"I know," said Molra wearily. "No
body wants to be Cardigan's woods
boos and hare to flgfat my father to
held his job. I realise what a nuis
ance he has become."
Bryce chuckled. "Of course the mat
ter simmers down to this: Dad Is so
food of your father that be Just hasn't
got the moral courage to work him
ovsr—and now that Job Is up to ma
Molra, Tm not going to beat about the
bwfc with you. They tell me year
father is a hopeless inebriate."
"Tm afraid he is. Mr. Bryce." »
IMS ■* beea drinking to
"About ten years, I think. Of course,
he would always take a few drinks
with tto men around pay-day, but after
mother died, he began taking his
drinks between pay-days. Then he
took to gblng down to Sequoia on
Saturday nights and coming back on
the mad-train, the maddest of the lot.
I suppose he was lonely, too. He
didn't get real bad, however, till
about two yeans ago."
"Well, we have to get logs to the
mill, and we can't get them with old
John Barleycorn for a woods-boss,
Molra. So we're going to change
woods-bosses*, and the new woods-boss
will not be driven off the job, because
I'm going to stay up here a couple of
weeks and break him In myself. . But
how do you manage to get money to
clothe yourself? Sinclair tells me
Mac needs every cent of his -two hun
dred and fifty dollars a month to enjoy
himself."
"I used to steal from him," the girl
admitted. "Then I grew ashamed of
that, and for the past six months I've
been earning my own living. Mr. Sin
clair was very kind, tie gave me.a
job waiting on table in the camp din
ing room. You see, I had to have
something here. I couldn't leave my
father. He bad to, have somebody to
take care of him. Don't you see, Mr.
Bryce?"
"Sinclair Is a tuy.zy old fool," Bryce
declared with emphasis. "The Idea of
our woods-boss's daughter slinging
hash to lumberjacks. Poor Molra!"
He took one of her hands In his,
noting the callous spots on the plump
palm, the thick finger-joints that hint
ed so of totL the nails that had never
been manicured save by Molra herself.
"Do you remember when I was a boy,
Molra, how I used to come up to th«
logging-camps to hunt and fish? I al
ways lived with the McTavlshes then.
And In September, when the huckle
berries were ripe, wo used to go out
and pick them together. Poor Molra!
Why, we're old pals, and m be shot
If Fm going to see you suffer. Listen,
Molra. Tm going to fire your father,
as I've said, because he's wording far
old J. B. now, not the Cardigan Red
wood Lumber company. I really ought
to pension him after his long years In
the Cardigan service, but I'll be
hanged If we can afford pensions any
more—particularly to keep a man In
boose; so the best our old woods-boss
gets from me Is this shanty, or another,
like It when wo move to new cuttings,
and a perpetual meal-ticket for our
camp dining room while the Cardi
gans remain in business. I'd finance
him for a trip to some state Institu
tion where they sometimes reclaim
such wreckage, If I didn't think he's
too old a dog to be taught new tricks."
"Perhaps," she suggested sadly,
"you had better talk the matter over
with him."
"No, rd rather not. Fm fond of your
father, Molra. He was a man when
I saw him last-7-such a man as these
woods will never see again—and 'I
don't want to see him again until he's
cold sober. FII write him a letter. Ah
for you, Molra, you're fired, too. I'll
not have you waiting on table In my
lozglng-camp—not by a jugful I You're
to come down to Sequoia and go to
work In our office. We can use you on
the books, helping Sinclair, and re
lieve him of tbe task of billing, check
ing tallies, and looking after the pay
roll. I'll pay you a hundred dollars
a month, Molra. Can you get along
on that?"
Her hard hand closed over bis
tightly, but she did not speak.
"All right, Molra. It's a go, then.
There, there, girl, don't cry. We
Cardigans had twenty-five years of
faithful service from Donald McTav
lsh before he commenced slipping;
after all, we owe him something, 1
think." ' J
She drew his hand suddenly to her
Hps and kissed It; her hot tears of
joy fell on It, but her heart was too
full for mere words.
"Flddlede-dee, Molra! Buck qp,"
he protested, hugely pleased, but em
barrassed withal. "Tbe way you take
this, one would think you hsd expect
ed me to go back On an old pal and
had been pleasantly surprised when V
didn't. Cheer np. Molra! I'll tell you
what m do. HI advance you two
months' salary for —well, you'll need
a lot of clothes snd things In Sequoia
that you don't need here. And Tm
glad Tve manured to settle the Mc-
Tavlsb hash without kicking up a row
snd hurting your feelings. Poor old
Msp ! Tm sorry I can't hear with him.
hut we simply have to have the logs,
you know."
He rose, stooped, and pinched her
ear: for had he •not known her since
childhood, and had they not gathered
huckleberries together In the long
ago? She was sister tp him—just an
of?ier one of his problems—and noth
ing more. "Report on the job as soon
as possible. Molra." he called to her
from the gale.
Presently, whm Molra lifted her
Madonna glance to the frieze of tim
ber on the skyline, there was a new
glory In her eyes and 10. It was an
tomn in the woods, tor over that MM
Prince Charming had come to her, and
Me tot alt crtrasea and gold!
When the tsato leaded with Card!
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THfe~ALAMANCE OHjANlfo, GRAHAM, K. C
ran loga crawled In on the main track
and topped at the log-landingJn Pen
nington's camp, the locomotive un
coupled and backed In on the siding
for the purpose of kicking the caboose,
In which Shirley and Colonel Penning
ton had ridden to the woods, out onto
the mailt line again—where, owing to
a slight downhill grade, the caboose
controlled by the brakeman could
coast gently forward and be hooked
onto the end of the log train for the
return journey to Sequoia.
Throughout the afternoon Shirley,
following the battle royal between
Bryce and the Pennington retainers,
had sat diamally In the caboose. She
was prey to many conflicting emo
tions; but having had what her sex
term "a good cry," she had to a great
extent recovered her customary poise
—and was busily speculating on the
rapidity with which she conld leave
Sequoia and forget she had ever met
Bryce Cardigan—when the log train
rambled Into the landing and the last
of the .long string of trucks came to a
atop directly opposite the caboose.
Shirley happened to be looking
through the grimy caboose window at
that moment. On the top log of the
load the object of her unhappy specu
lations was-seated, apparently quite
oblivious of the fact that be was back
once more In the haunt of his enemies,
although knowledge that the double
bitted ax he had so unceremoniously
borrowed of Colonel Pennington was
driven deep Into the log beside hlu*
with the haft convenient to his hand,
probably had much to do with Bryca's
air of detached Indifference.
Shirley told herself that should he
move, should he show the slightest
disposition to raise his head and bring
his eyes on a level with hera, she
would dodge away from the window
in time to escape his scrutiny,
i She reckoned without the engine.
With a smart bump it struck the ca
boose and shunted It brtakly up the
siding; at the sound of tlie Impact
Bryce raised his troubled glance just
In time to see Shirley's body, yield
ing to the shock, away into fall view
at the window.
With difficulty he suppressed a grin.
"I'll bet my Immortal soul she was
peeking at me," he soliloquized. "Con
found the luck I Another meeting this
afternoon would be embarrassing."
Tactfully he resumed his study of his
feet, not even looking up when the
cabooae, after gnlnlpg the main track,
slid gently down the alight grade and
was coupled to the rear logging truck.
He heard the engineer shout to the
brakeman —who had ridden down from
the head of the train to unlock the
riding switch and couple the cabaose
—to hurry up, lock the switch, and
get back aboard the engine.
"Can't get this danged key to tarn
In the lock," the brakeman ahottUM
. presently. "Lock'e rusty, and some
thing's gone bust Inside."
Minutes passed. Bryce's assumed
abstraction became real, for he had
many matters to occupy his busjr
brain, and it waa impossible for him to
sit Idle without adverting to some of
them. Presently he was subconscious
ly aware that the train was moving
gently forward; almost immediately,
It seemed to him, the long string of
trades bad gathered their customary
speed; and then suddenly it dawned
upon Bryce that the train had started
oft without a single jerk—and that it
was gathering headway rapidly.
He looked ahead—and his hair grew
creepy at the roots. There was no lo
comotive attached to the train! It
waa running away down a two per
cent grade, and because of the tre
mendous weight of thjt. train, It was
gathering momentum at a fearful rate.
The reason for the runaway dawned
on Bryce Instantly. The road, being
• privately owned, was, like most log
ging roads, neglected as to roadbed
and rolling stock; also It was under
manned, and the brakeman, who also
acted as switchman, had failed to set
the hand-brakes on the leading track
after the engineer had locked the air
brakes. As a result, during the Ave or
six minutes required to "spot in" the
caboose, and an extra minute or two
~ 'Wat while the brakeman struggled
with the recalcitrant lock on the
switch, the air had leaked away
through the worn valvea and rubber
tubing, and the brakes had been re-'
leased —no that the train, without
warning, had quietly and almost noise
lessly slid out of the log-landing and
started on Its mad career. Tliere was
nothing to do now save watch the wild
runaway and pray, for of ail the mad
runnways/ In a mad world, a loaded
logging train Is by far the worst.
For an Instant after realizing his
predicament. Bryce Cardigan was
tempted to Jump and take his chance
on a few broken hones, before the
train conld reach a greater *pc*l than
twenty miles an honr. His next Im
pulse was to rar. forward and« set the
band-brake on the leaning track, but
a glance showed him that even with
fhe train standing still he could not
hope te leap from track to track and
land on the round, freshly peeled *ur-»
face «t the loga without. slipping, for
feg had no calks tn his boots. And to
sttp now meant swift and horrible
I «•«*>.
Then he remembered. In the wildly
rolling caboose Shirley Sumner rode
with her uncle, while lesa than two
miles ahead, the track swung in a
sharp curve high up along the hillside
above Mad river. ,Bryce knew the
leading truck would raver take that
curve at hlg*\ speed, jven If the an
cient rolling stock should hold togeth
er unlll the curye was reached, but»
would shoot off at a tangent Into the '
canyon, carrying trucks, logs, and ca
boose with It, wiling over and over
down the hillside to the riw.
•"ilie cabooae muat banSt out of
this runaway," Bryce soliloquised,
"and it must be cut oat In a devil of
a Here goes nothing In par
ticular, and may God be good to my
dear old man."
He jerked his axe out of the log,
drove It deep Into the top tog toward
the end. and by ualng the hrfft to cling
to, crawled toward the rear of the
load and looked down at the cabooae
coupling. The top log waa a sixteen
"l'll Hold You Yet, You Brute."
foot butt 7 the two bottom logs were
elghteen-footers. With a silent prayafr
of thanks to Providence, Bryce slid
down to the landing thus formed. He
was still five feet above the coupling,
however; bat by leaning over tfce
swaying, bumping edge and swinging
the axe with one hand, he managed te
cot through the rubber hose on the
air connection. „
After accomplishing this, axa In ,
band, he leaped down to the narrow
ledge formed by the bumper In front
of the cabooae—driving his face Into
the front of tbe caboose; and he only
grasped the steel rod leading from
the brake-chalna to the wheel on the
roof In time to avoid falling half
stunned between the front of the cn
boose and the rest of the logging
track. The caboose had onc« been a
box car; hence there was no rolled
front platform to which Bryce might
have leaped In safety. Clinging peril
ously on the bumper, he reached with
his foot, got his toe under the lever
on the side. Jerked It upward,, and
tbrew the pin out of the coupling;
then with hla free hand he awung the
axe and drove the great steel jaws of
the coupling apart
The caboose was cut out! But al
ready the deadly curve waa In sight;
In two minutes the first truck would
reach It; and tho cabooae, though cat
loose, had to be stopped, else with the
headway It had gathered. It, too, would
follow the logging trucka to glory.
For a moment Bryce clung to the
brake-rod, weak and dizzy from the
effects of the blow when, leaping down
from the loaded truck to the cabooae
bumper, his face had smashed Into
the front of the caboose. His chin
was bruised, skinned, and bloody; hla
nose hsd been broken, and twin rivu
lets of blood ran from hla nostril* He
wiped It away, swung his axa. drove
the blade deep Into the bumper and
left It there with tbe haft quivering;
turning, he climbed swiftly up the
t narrow Iron ladder beside the brake
rod until he reached the roof; then,
still standing on the ladder, he
reached the brake-wheel and drew
It promptly but gradually around
until the wheel-blocks began to
bite, when he exerted his tre
mendous strength to the utmoat
and with his knees braced doggedly
against the front of the cablj&se, held
the wheel.
The brake screamed, but the speed
of the caboose was not appreciably
slackened. "It's hsd too good a start!"
Bryce moaned. "The momentum Is
more than I can overcome. Oh, Shir
ley, my love? God help yoo!"
He cast a sadden despairing look
over hla shoulder downward at the
coupling. He was winning, after all,
, for a space of six feet now yawned
between the end of the logging truck
and tbe bumper of tbe taboeae. If
he could but hold that tremendous
Strain en tim wheel tar n quarter of
a he might get tlie demon a*
boose und&r control I
After what seemed an eon of wait
ing, he ventured another look ahead.
The rear waa a hundrai
yards In fronjß bltn and from
the wheels orfv caboose an odor ef
something burning drifted up to him.
"I've got yonr wheels locked I" be half
sobbed. "I'll hold yon yet, yon brut*.
Slide! That'a It! Slide, and ilattaa
your Infernal wheels. Hah! Yoa'ra
quitting—quitting, m have yon la
control before we reach the curve.
Burn, curse yon, burn!"
With a shriek of metal scraping,
metal, the head of the Juggernaut
ahead took the curve, clung there aa
lnatant, and was catapulted out lnta
space. Logs weighing twenty ton*
were flung about Ilka kindling; one i»-
stant, Bryce could see them In the air;
the next they had disappeared down
the hillside. A deafening craah, a
splash, a clond of duat—.
With a protesting aqueal, the ca
boose came to,the point where the log
ging-train had left the right of way,
carrying rails and tlea with It. The
wheels on the aide nearest the bank
slid Into the dirt first and plowed deep
into the soil; the caboose came ta
an abrupt stop, trembled and rattled,
overtopped Its center of gravity, and
fell over agalnat the cat-bank, wearily,
like a drunken hag.
Bryce, still clinging to the braka,
was fully braced for the shock and
was not flung off. Calmly be descend
ed the ladder, recovered the axe from
the bumper, climbed back to the root,
tiptoed off the roof to the top of the
bank and aat calmly down undor a
manzanlta bush to await reanlta, far
he waa qulta confident that dom a t
the occupants of the confounded ca
boose had been treated to anything
worse than a wild ride and a rare
fright, and be was curious to see bow
Shirley Sumner would behave fn aa
emergency.
Colonel Pennington was first to
emerge at the rear of the caboose. Ha
leaped lightly down the steps, ran ta
the front of the car, looked down lb*
track, and swore feelingly. Then be
darted back to th* rear of ike *
boose.
"All clear and snug as a bug under
a chip, my dear," be called to Shirley,
"Thank God, the caboose become un
coupled—guess that fool brakemah
forgot to drop the pin; It waa the loot
car, and when It lamped the track
and plowed Into the dirt. It J oat aoh
■tally quit and tcppltd over a gal aat
tbe bank. Come oat, my dear."
Shirley came oat, dry-eyed, bat
white and trembling. Th* Coioeel
placed his arm around her, and sh*
bid her face on bis shoulder and dhad
dered. "There, there!" he soothed ber
affectionately. "It's all over, my dear.
All's well that aada well."
"The train," she cried In a choking
voice. "Where la HI"
"In little pleeea—down la Mad
river."
"Bryce Cardigan," she Bobbed. 1
saw him—he was Ming atop on th*
train. He—ah, Ood help him!"
The Colonel ahook her with suddaP
ferocity, 'jlfoung Cardigan," he cried
aharply. •Ttldin* tbe logs? Are yoa
eertaln?" '
She nodded, and her ahouldesa
ahook plteoux^T.
"Then Bryctf Cardigan Is gone!"
Pennington's pronouncement waa sol
emn, deadly with Ha fiat finality. "!C*
man could have rolled down Into Mad
river with a tralnload of lags and sar
vlved. The devil himself ecaldnt."
He heaved s great slgb, and added t
"Well, that cleara the atmosphere con
siderably. although for all hla faatta
I regret, for his father's sake, that Ha
dreadful affair baa happened. W*%
It can't be helped, Mriey. Poor devil I
For all his damnable treatment of m%
I wouldn't have had thla happen for a
million dollars."
Shirley burst Into wild weeping,
Bryce's heart laapad-, for he under
stood the reason for her grief. She
had* sent him sway In anger, and hf
had gone to his death; ergo It would
be Lang before Shirley weald forgive
herself. Bryce had not Infolded pi*
renting himself betore her ta his bah
lered and bloody condition, Dnt the
sight of her distress now w'ns more
than he could bear. He coughed slight
ly, and the alert colonel glanced up at
him Instantly.
, "Well. I'll be hanged!" The we«di
fell from Pennlngtwn's llpa with a
heartiness thiit was almost touching.
"I thought you'd gone with tie train."
"Sorry to have disappointed you, old
top," Bryce replied blithely, "but Pal
Just naturally stubborn. Too bad about
the atmosphere you thought cleared a
moment ago! It's dogged worse tha*
ever now."
Bryce turns a deaf ear to
Shirley and forces the fight
•ng.
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SCOUTS
(Conducted by National Council of tke
Boy Scouts of America.) '
SCOUTS FROM 32 STATES
The analysis of the 301 Boy Scbat*
of America who were chosen to rep
resent tbe organization at .the Inteflme
tlonal coh testa of the Boy Scoato a# ;;
the World In England shows, that tbe
scouts In the American delegation
come from thirty-two states, the Dis
trict of Columbia and Hawaii. The
largest delegation forty-nine, cam* ■'s}
from Colorado, bnt this was becaoao*
tbe business me* of Denver eent tbe
famous Denver Boy Scout band,
which was trained by Innls, the groat
bandmaster, and la considered tb*
beat boys' band in the United States.
There were fifteen boys from Flori
da, including the famous Pine Tree
patrol of Miami and a few crack
scouts frari Jacksonville, who made a
big hit oy bringing' a motley assort
ment of mascots, Including an alliga
tor, a land turtle and six snakes, one
of them over six feet long, and all
very much alive.
There were ten scouts from Califor
nia, ten from Illinois, twenty-fear
from New York state, eighteen from
New Jersey, thirty from Tennessee,
fifteen from Pennsylvania, thirteen
from Virginia, five from Texas, twen
ty-one from Michigan, seventeen from
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Typical aeene at Hoboken Just uefs»e
901 American boy aoout "Jambereaf
representatives sailed for Europe—
Soout Milton Emeraon of KldgdbM
Park, N. J., bidding farewell to Ms
aleter, Violet.
Massachusetts, eight from Ken tacky,
eight from lowa, six from Indiana,
seven from Oklahoma, etc* the on*
coming farthest being the lone acoat
representative from Hawaii, Baa
Crane of Troop No. 10, Honolulu.
Fathers, mothers, sisters and broth
era of many of the scouts went ta
New Tork, some from aa far away aa
California, to bid them good-by when
they sailed on tbe United States army
transport Pocahontas from Hoboken,
Jnly 7.
SCOUTS RUN A 810 CITY.
The Lancaster, Pa., boy scouts din*
played their efficiency and execathns
ability In the admlnlatratlon of the
city government when they occupied
for one day the various municipal of
fices of the city. Especial Initiative
and management were shown In th*
regulation of street traffic by the "traf
fic cope." "Mayor" Charles M. Sauer
was busily engaged, daring hla brief
administration. In the enforcement of
tbe city laws snd found plenty of
work around the city ball. "Chief of
Police" Floyd C. Hlnddß directed tbe
traffic and took general charge of
the station, while "Fire Chief" John B.
Spera waa busy keeping a vigilant eye
on the city.
i
SCOUT'S LASSO SAVES OIRL.
When Nora Christie, fourteen year*
old, of Summit, N. J., fell Into a well In
a vacant lot, Lewis Ackerman. fifteen
years of age, a boy scoot, rescued her
with a lasso.
Nora and Vera Bowen took a short
cut through the lot, when suddenly
Nora plunged through tbe crust of
snow and disappeared.
Vera ran to the Ackerman home.
Lewis dropped his scout guard rope
down the well and Nora put (he loop
beneath her arms and was hauled t®
safety.
SCOUTB AIO AGED SOLDIERS.
Santa Barbara. Cal., ncouts during
the Q. A. B. convention assisted the
veterans on atreet cars, automobiles;
etc.. and,conducted them to hotols and
private houaila to which they were a»-
algned, acting aa guides and general
helpers. During the parade they kept
die line of march dear of automobiles,
and carried the parade policing and
trgfllc on their owa shoulders while
tbe entire police feroe marched In th*
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