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WEBSTER—MAN'S MAN
Author of "Cappy Ricks," Tlie Valley of the Giants," Etc.
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MAN'S MAN—BUT HE REFORMS.
Presently a pink-jowled, well curried, flashily dressed big man,
of about Webster's age, passed in the corridor, going toward the
head of the train. An instant later a woman's voice said very
distinctly:
"1 do not know you, sir; I do not wish to know you, and it is
loathsome of you to persist in addressing me. If you do not stop
your annoying attentions, I shall call the conductor." . '
"Ah! Beauty in distress," John Stuart Webster soliloquized.
"I look so much litis an Angora goat I might as well butt in." He
stepped to the door of his stateroom. A girl stood in the vestibule,
confronting the man who had just passed Webster's door. Webster
bowed.
"Madame, or mademoiselle, as, the case may be," he said, "un
like this other male biped, my sole purpose in presuming to address
you is to suggest that there is not the slightest necessity for taking
this mdtter up with the conductor. 1 am here and very much at
your service."
The girl turned—and John Stuart Webster's heart flopped twice
in rn)>id succession, like a trout newly grassed. She was as lovely
as a royal flush. Her starry glance began at his miner's boots,
traveled up his old soiled, whipcord trousers, over his light blue
chambray shirt and found the man behind the whiskers. She favored
kirn with a quick, curious scrutiny and a grave, sweet smile. "Think
you so much, sir," she answered, and passed down the corridor to the
observation car.
Well, thatVtlbe way they met. Webster was just coming oat
ef Death Valley. He'd made his pile, but be looked like a hobo. Ha
was .dreaming of bappinesa—unending baths, silk pajamas and un
limited ham and eggs. Thirty-nine, he's always been shy of the
girls. Then he meats her and his romance begins.
In Denvar he turns down a J25,000-a-year job as a consulting
engineer to answer a call of adventure from an old pal wbo has
struck pay dirt in Central America. And wben be gets tbere—heboid,
the girl of the train is there also. And right off quick there is a
revolution oa, with Webster and the girl in the thick of it. Follows
soma gorgeous fighting and thrilling adventure—and everything.
Oh, yea; "Webster—Man's Man" Is by Peter B. Kyne. That's
enough. He's the originator ef Cappy Ricks, you know, and ha wrote
"The Valley of the Giants."' And he's as confirmed a globe-trotter
•a Jach London ever was and uses his local color with equal ability.
Incidentally, he's considerable of a man's man himself—be is a veteran
of the Philippine scrap asd in the Great War ha won his double
I shoulder bars at the fighting front.
- a:; .. t===: . 1 " I ' '' O'
CHAPTER I.
When Jrdm Stuart Webster, mining
engineer and klcker-up-of-dust on dis
tant trails, flagged the S. P., L. A. ft
S. L. Limited at a blistered board sta
tion In Death valley, California, he
had definitely resolved to do certain
things. To begin, he would invade the
dining car at the. first call to dinner
and order approximately twenty dol
lars' worth of ham and eggs, which
provender la> as all who |now will
certify, the pinnacle of epicurean de
light to an old sour-dough coming out
of the wilderness with a healthy bank
roll and a healthier appetite.
Following the ham and eggs, Mr.
Webster planned to saturate himself
from soul to vermiform appendix with
nicotine, which he purposed obtaining
from tobacco "with nicotine In It
was a week since he had smoked any
thing with an odor even remotely like
tobacco, for the August temperature In
Derfth valley Is no respecter of moist
ure In any man or bis tobacco. Upon
arrival In Salt Lake City his spree
would really begin. Webster designed
chartering a taxlcab and proceeding
forthwith to a hotel where Jie would
engage a sunny room'with a bath, fill
the bathtub, climb blithely In and soak
for two hours at least, for It was near* I
ly eight months since he had had a
regular bath and he purposed making
the most of his opportunity. His long
drawn ablutions at length over, he
would don a silken dressing gown and
slippers, order up a barber and pro
ceed to part with enough hair and
whiskers to upholster an automobile,
and upon the completion of his ton
aorlal adventures he would enca'se his
person in a suit of mauve-colored silk
pajamas, • climb Into bed and stay
there for forty eight hours, merely wak
ing long enough to take another bath,
order up periodical consignments of
ham and eggs, and Incidentally, make
certain that a friendly side-winder or
chuckwalia hadn't crawled under the
blanket with him.
go much for John Stuart Webster's
plans. Now for the gentleman himself.
No one—not even the Pullman porter,
shrewd Judge of mankind that he was
—could have discerned In the chrysalis
that flagged the Limited £he butterfly
of fashion that was to be. As the
ebony George raised the vestibule plat
form, opened the car door and looked
out, he had no confidence la the lean, «
sun-baked big man standing by the
tnln. Plainly the fellow was not a
first-class passenger but a wandering
prospector, for he was dog-dirty, a ruin
of rags and hairy as a tarantula. The
only clean thing about him was a
heavy-callbered automatic pistol of the
army type, swinging at his hip.
"Day coach an' tourist up in front,"
the knight of the whisfcbroom an
nounced in disapproving tones and
started to close down the platform.
"So I perceived," John Stuart Web
ster teplled blandly. 1 also observed
that you failed to employ the title
Hr* whan addressing • white man.
Put that platform back and bop out
ban with your little stool, you ssddie
coletsd so* * Stugnmhla, or I'll
■sfcywa bard portar to catch."
tered, and obeyed Instantly. Mr. Web
ster handed htm a disreputable-looking
suitcase and stepped aboard In state,
only to be Informed that there wasn't
a vacant first-class berth on the train.
"Yes, I know I'm dirty," the late ar
rival announced cheerfully, "but still,
as Bobby Burns once remarked, 'a
man's a man for a' that'—and I'm not
unsanitary."
"I'm very sorry," the conductor re
plied perfunctorily and endeavored to
pass on, but Webster secured a firm
grip on his lapel and frustrated the es
cape.
"You're not sorry," the ragged wan
derer declared, "not one HttW bit
You're only apprehensive. However,
you needn'£ be. There Is no wild life
on me, brother, I assure you."
"But I tell you, the train Is full up.
You'll have to roost In the day coach
or tne tourist. I'm very sorry "
"Nevertheless, despite your deep grief,
something, tells me you're spoofing, so
while I must, of necessity, accept your
suggestion, said acceptance will be but
temporary. In about two hours, young
fellow, you're going to make the alarm
ing discovery that you have bats in
your belfry." And with a whiskery grin
which, under the circumstances, wns
charming In its absolute freedom from
malice, Mr. Webster departed for the
'day coach.
Two hours later the conductor found
him In the aforementioned day coach,
engaged in a mild game of poker with
a mule-skinner, a Chinaman, an aged
prospector, and a half-breed Indian,
and waited until Mr. Webster, on a
bob-tailed flush, bluffed the Chinaman
out of a dollar-and-a-half pot.
"Are you Mr. John S. WebsterT"
"Your assumption that I am that
person Is so eminently correct that It
would be a waste of time for me to
dispute it." Webster replied quizzical
ly. "However, Just to prove that
you're not the only clairvoyant on this
train, I'm going to tell you something
about yourself. In your pocket you
have a telegram; It Is from Chicago,
where your pay-check originates; It Is
short, sweet and comprehensive, con
taining an order which yon are going
to obey. It reads somewhat as fol
lows:
"'My friend. John S. Webster, wires
me from Blank that he boarded train
at Blank and was refused first-class
accommodation because he looked like
a hobo. Oive him the best you have In
•stock, If you have to throw somebody
off the train to accommodate Mfa.'
Signed, 'Sweeney.'
"Do I hit the target?"
The cuoductor nodded. "You win.
Mr. Webster." he admitted. J
"Occasionally I lose, old timer.
Well 7"
"No offense, Mr. Webster, no offense.
I can let you have a stateroom "
"That's trading talk. 11l take It."
The conductor gave him his receipt
and led him back to the stateroom In
the observation car. At the door Web
ster handed him a five-dollar bill. "For
YOU, son." be said gently, "Just to take
Os sting out of what I'm about to tell
you. Now that I possess your receipt
and know that ten men and a boy can
not take It away from roe, I'm going to
teU yotf who Sweeney is."
"Whs IS her the oowdtyor «nertsd.
.. THE ALAMAITOE GLEANER, GRAHAM, W. 0.
Already he nlapected he had been out
generaled. , .
"Bweeney," said Sir. Webster, "!• the
chief clerk In' one'of Chicago'* most
pretentions hotel* and a young man
who can And all the tangles of a sit-'
uatlon without working it out in loga
rithms. I wired him the details of mjr
predicament; he heard the Macedonian
cry and kicked in. Neat, is It not?"
The conductor grinned. "I hate to
take your money," he declared.
"Don't. Just at present I'm very
flush. Yes, sir, I'm as prosperous as a
yearling burro up to his ears in alfalfa
and the only use I have ever found for
mbney Is to make other people happy
with It, thereby getting some enjoy*
ment out of It myself. When I'm broke
I'll make some more."
And Mr. Webster retired to his hard
won sanctuary, where be removed as
much alkali and perspiration as he
could, carded his long hair and whisk
ers, manicured his finger nails with a
jack-knife, changed his shirt, provided
five minutes of Industry for George,
with his whlskbroom and brush, and
set himself patiently to await the first
call to dinner. >
Presently a plnk-Jowled, well
curried, flashily dressed big man, of
about Webster's age, passed In the cor
ridor, going toward the head of the
train. An instant later a woman's
voice said very distinctly: .
"I do not know you, sir; I do not
wish to know you, and it Is loathsome
of you to persist In addressing me. If
you do not stop your annoying atten
tions, t shall call the conductor."
"Ah t Beauty In distress," John
Stuart Webster soliloquized. "I look
so much like an Angora goat I might
as well butt In." He stepped to the
door of his stateroom. A girl stood In
tbe vestibule, confronting the man who
had Just pusaed Webster's door. Web
ster bowed.
j "Madame, or mademoiselle, as the
• case may be," he said, "unlike this
other male blned, my sole purpose in
presuming to address you Is to suggest
that *here is not the slightest necessity
for taking this matter up with the con
ductor. I am here and very much at
your service."
The girl turned—and' John Stuart
Webster's heart hopped twice In rapid
succession, like a trout newly grassed.
She was as lovely as a royal flush.
Her starry glance began at his miner's
boots, traveled up his old soiled, whip
cord trousers, over his light blue oham
bray shirt and found the man behind
the whiskers. She favored him with a
quick, curious scrutiny and a grave,
sweet smile. "Thank you so much, sir,"
she answered, and passed down the
corridor to the observation car.
"Well, old-timer," Webster greeted
'the fellow who had been annoying her, i
"how about you? What do you think
we ought to do about this little af
fair?"
"The sensible thing would be to do
—nothing. You might start something
you couldn't finish."
"That's a dare," Webster declared
brightly, "and wasn't It the Immortal
Huckleberry Finn who remarked that
anybody that'd take a dare would suck
eggs and steal sheep?" He was silent
a few seconds, appraising his man.. "I
suppose you commenced operations by
moving into her section and asking if
sh# would like to havtf the window
open and enjoy the fresh air. She re
buffed you, but being a persistent
devil, you followed her Into the ob
servation car, and in all probability
you ogled her at luncheon and ruined
her appetite. And just now, when you
met her In this vestibule, you doubt
less Jostled her, begged her pardon
and without waiting to be Introduced
asked her to have dinner with you this
evening."
"Well?" the fellow echoed belliger
ently.
"It's all bad form. You shouldn't
try to make a mash on a lady. I don't
know who she is, of course, but she's
not common and for the sake of the
mother that bore me I always respect
and protect a good woman and whale
h out of those that do not"
He reached Inside his stateroom and
pressed tbe bell. Tbe porter arrived on
the run.
"George," said Mr. Webster, "In ■
few minutes we're due at 8mlthvlll«.
If my memory serves me aright, we
stop five minutes for water and or
ders."
"Ysssah."
"Remain right here and let me off aa
soon as the train comes to a stop."
When the train slid to a grinding
halt and the porter opened the car
door. Webster pointed. "Out!" he said.
"This Is no nice place to pull off a
scrap."
"See here, neighbor, I don't want to
have any trouble with yon "
"I know It. All the same, you're go
ing to have It —or come with me to
that yonng lady and beg her pardon."
"All right, ril apologise," and be
starfed forward as If to pass Webster
In the vestibule, on his way to the ob
servation car, whither the subject of
his annoying attention had gone. Two
steps brought him within striking dis
tance of his enemy, and before Web
ster could dodge, a sizzling right
handed blow la a led oa his Jaw and set
Mm back on his haunches in the ves
tlbole.
It was aM ft katcfceet-swtoet.
but not quite. As Webster's bod;
struck th» Ttoor the big automatic
came out of the holster; swinging In
a weak circle, It covered the other.
"Tfcat was a daisy,** Webster mum
bled. "If you move before my head
clears, I'll put four bullets Into you be
fore you reach the corridor."
He waited about a minute, then with
the gun he pointed to the car door and
the masher stepped out. Webster hand
ed the porter his gun and followed;
two minutes later he returned, (flag
ging his assailant by the collar. Up
the steps he jerked the big battered
huik and tossed It in the corner of the
vestibule, just as the girl came through
the car, making for the diner up ahead.
Again she favored him with that
calm, grave, yet vitally Interested gase,
nodded appreciatively, made as If to
pass oa, changed her mind, and said
very gravely: "Ym are—a very court
ly gentleman, sir"
He bowed. There was nothing else
to do, nothing that he could say under
the circumstances. To use his chivalry
as a wedge (o open an acquaintance
never occurred to Hm—but his whisk
ers did occur tohlm. Hastily he backed
Into his stateroom and closed the
door, presently he rose and surveyed
himself critically in the small mirror
over the waahstnnd.
"No, Johnny," he murmured, "we
can't go Into the diner now. We're too
blamed disreputable. We were bad
enough before that big swine hung the
shanty on our right eye, but whatever
our physical and personal feelings, far
be It from us to parade our iridescent
orb In public. Besides, one look at that
queen is enough to do us for the re
mainder of our natural life, and a sec
ond look, minus a proper Introduction,
would only drive us Into a suicide's
grave." He sighed, rang for the porter
"You Are a Very Courtly Gentleman."
and told him to send a waiter for his
order, since he would fain break his
fsst In the privacy oftfcitf stateroom.
And when the waiter came for the
order, such was Mr. Webster's mental
perturbation that ham and eggs were
furthest from his thoughts. He or
dered a steak with French fried po
tatoes.
• ••••••
John Stuart Webster passed a rest
less night. Sleep came to him In hour
ly Installments, from which he would
rouse to ask himself whether It was
worth while to continue to go through
the motions of living, or alight at the
next station, seek a lonely and unfre
quented spot and there surrender td
outrageous
damnable. In a careless moment. Fate
had accorded him a glimpse of the
only woman he had ever met and de
sired to meet again—for Webster was
esaentislly a man's msn, and his pro
fession and environment had militated
against his opportunities for meeting
extraordinary women; and extraordi
nary women were the only kind that
could hope to challenge his serious at
tention. Fate had accorded him a signal
opportunity for knightly combat In the
service of this extraordinary woman,
and in the absence of a formal Intro
duction, what man could desire a Oner
opportunity for getting acquainted! If
->nly their meeting had bat been d*-
ayed two weeks, ten days, a weekt
Once free of his ugly cocoon of ragip
and whiskers, the butterfly Webster
would not hsve hesitated one brief In
stant to Inform himself of that young
lady's address, following his summsry
disposal of her tormentor.
But !h all thing* there Is a limit,
and John Stuart Webster's right eye j
constituted s deadline beyond which, i
as a gentleman, be dared not venture;
so with a heavy heart he bowed to
the Inevitable. Brilliant and mysteri
ous as a meteorite she had flashed
once across his horizon and. was gone.
In the privacy at kls stateroom Web
star had team and eggs for breakfast
He was lighting his second cigar wh«a
the p4rtar knocked aad eetered with
■HBMHMMBBMI
"Lady In the observation car asked
me to deliver this to you. aah," he an
nounced Importantly.
It was a note, freshly written* on the
train stationery. Webster read:
"The distressed lady desires to
thanlc the gentleman ip stateroom ▲
for bis chivalry of yesterday. She is
profoundly sorry that in her service
the gentleman in stateroom A whs so
unfortunate as to acquire a red eye
with bine trimmings."
John Stuart Webster swore his
mightiest oath, "By t)>e twelve apoe
tles, Simon, Peter, Andrew. James.
John, Philip, Bartholomew, Matthew,
Thomas, James, Jude and Staon, and
not omitting Judas Iscariot the scaly
scoundrel who Strayed his Lord and
Master!" .He searched through an old
wallet until he -Uscovered a fairly
clean professional card, across the bot
tom of whlcb he wrote. "Thank yon.
J. S. W." and sent it to the no-longer
distressed lady.
"The most signal adventure of my
life is now over," he soliloquised aid
turned to his cigar. "For the sake of
my self-respect. I had to let her know
rm not a hobo I And now to the task
of framing up a* scheme for future
acquaintance. 1 must learn ber name
and destination: so as a preliminary
ni Interview the train conductor."
He did and under the ameliorating
Influence of a five-dollar bill the con
ductor bent a respectful ear to the
Websterian message.
"In Car Beven," he began, "there Is
a young lady. I do not know what sec
tion she occupies, neither do I know
tyr name and destination. I only
know what she looks like."
The conductor nodded. "And yon
want to ascertain her name and des
tination?"
"I do." #
"All right. I have the annsed por
tion A>t her transportation to return
to her before we hit Salt Lake; her
name Is on the tldtet and the ticket
Indicates her destination. I'll make a
t mental note of both as soon as I've
Identified her ticket"
A few hours later the conductor
came to Webster's stateroom and
handed him a card upon which was
, written:
"Dolores Ruey. From Los Angeles,
via San Pedro, Los Angeles A Salt
Lake, to Salt Lake Ctty. Denver k Rio
Grande to Denver, Burlington to St
Louis, Illinois Central to New Orleans.
Stop-over at Denver."
John Stuart Webster studied the
name after the conductor withdrew.
"That's a Spanish name." he solilo
quised, "but for all that she's not a
parakeet. All things considered, I
guess ru take a chance and Investi
gate."
CHAPTER Jl. '
Webster's dreams of bliss had, with
very alight variations, come trne as
per schedule. In Salt Lake City he
abandoned the beefsteak on his dam
aged eye for two businesslike leeche%
which quickly reduced the nocturne
effect around his orb, enabling him.
the third day, to aaunter forth among
his fellowmen. By the end of the
week he was a being reincarnated, and
so he packed a huge new wardrobe
trunk with his latest purchases and
Journeyed on to Denver. Coincident
with his arrival there, we again take
up the thread of our story.
One hour after bis trunk arrived the
gentleman from Death valley mlpht
have been observed standing before
a cheval glass looking long and
earnestly at the reflection of his mid*
die-aged person, the while he marked
the fit of his new raiment. John
Stuart Webster was all dressed up for
the first time In three long, labor-rid
den years, and was tremendously glad
of It. He lighted a cigar and stepped
forth into Seventeenth street, along
which he strolled until be came to. a
certain building. Into the elevator of
which he entered and was whisked to
the twelfth floor, where he alighted
and found himself before a wide portal
whlcb bore in gold letters the words:
"Engineers' Club."
The Engineers' club was the closest
approach to a home that John Stuart
Webster had known for twenty years,
and save for the slight job of kal«
sominlng which Father Time had done
on the edges of the close-cropped Web
sterian mustache, the returned prodi
gal might have stepped out of the dub
but He would not have
taken the short end of a modest bef
that even a fresh log bad been placed
on the fire or that the domino-players
over against the wall had won or lost
a drink or two and then resumed play
ing—although perchance there were a
few more gray hairs In the thickly
thatched head of old Neddy Jerome,
sitting In his favorite seat by the
window and turning the cards In hia
eternal gave of solitaire. In blissful
Ignorance that John Stuart Webster
stoqd wlttyJn the portals of home and
awaited the fatted calf.
"Keep a light la the wiadow I
for your eM Jack-PardMr." II
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Noble birth is one thing tad i Mai
astt political beftb~ I# nn othflQt .. .
a young man who practiced medietas
in a rural diitric> became famous aaa
was called in consultation in many
towns and cities because of bis soo
cess in the treatment of disease. This
. was Dr. Pierco who afterward moved
to Buffalo. N. T. He made op Ida
mind to place soma of his medtoinsa
before the public, and be pot stp
what be called bis "Favorite pia
soription," and placed it with MM
druggists in every state in the Unicau
For /ftf ftart Or. Pierce's Favorita
Prescription has sold more laiartr
throughout the United States than
any other medicine of like character.
It's (ha testimony of thousands of
woman that it has benefited or en
tirely eradicated such distressing ail
ments as women am prone to. I* is
now sold by druggists In tablst tens
as well as liquid.
NBWSKBBT, 8. C.—"After arfng Doctor
Pierce's Favorite Prescription 1 feel Ilk*
a new woman. My friends all tell mat
look so much better. I am more than
pleased with the result. I know that 1
can't praise any one of Dr .Pierce's maa»
I-fiSTSiSSa
LaixaSura. Boats 1 Box tt.
Appetite Keen
and Bowels
Relieved
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if wtttoc no Ibcr
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put jour
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poison tha
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Bad Colds
WET, stormy weather, ex
posure, sniffles, and (ha
heavy cold is on. Dr. King'a Nesr
Discovery breaks it np quickly
and pleasantly. Head cleaned
up, cough relieved and yon fee!
a sr. At yoar druggists, MB
|LSX>»bottl^
Far coldsandcoagbs
Dr. King's
New - Discovery
1 ■
Bowels Begging for Help?
Dr. King's Pills will bring you the
happiness of regular, normal bowtla
and liver functioning. Keep feeinc
fit and ready for won or play. Mild
and comfortable to take but always
reliable. Seme old pries," 25 cents.
DfigSraE
NEURALGIA!
Goto your druggist or dealer
and ask for a package of
WHITE CAK
and get repel with no bod
after effects. You can depend
upon White Caps. They tmit*
narcotic or prohlhiUoo dm§o.
Trtsl Has » sis. Bswrisr ftss » ssa.
siuntT mnoa. a co, i«smams» mm
New Life for
Sick Man
" te - v
|EstsaicWstfcsistic[
"I have taken only two boxes of
Eetonic and feel like a new man. Il
has dona me more good than anything
else," writes C. O. Frapplr.
Be tonic Is the modern remedy fot
add stomach, bloating, food repeatlna
and Indigestion. It quickly takes np
and carries oat the sddlty and gat
and enables the stomach to digest tkf
food natnnAly. That means not oolj
relief from pain and discomfort but
you get the fall strength from the toot
yoa sat. Big box only costs a tHS»
with your drnggtaTa guarantee.
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aw rosr iwam aaS kMutltrias MB
n Wii: p*/ rom t* wrtts u aSx torn
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