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Cavanagh,
The Great Conserva
tion Novel
CIIAPTEK VIII.
Tilt CASK OF LKE VIRUIXIA AND HOS9.
1EB und Koss stood in silence on the
Ktnlfleld veranda. There was no
moon, and the mountains rose
i darkly, a Khccr wall at the end
of the gulden, their tops cutting iuto
she starry sky with a dull edge, over
which a dim white cone inhered.
"That snow pciik is Wolftooth and
thirty miles from here and at the head
of my 'beat,' " said the ranger after
a pause as they leaned against the
railing jind looked away to the south.
"I go up that ridge which you see
faiiiOy at the left of the main can
yon and through that deep notch
which is aiove iimoer line. '
The girl's eyes widened with awe of
the big, silent, dark world he indlcat
!. "Aren't you afraid to start out
on such a trip alone 1 mean, don't
you dread it?"
"I'll be sorry to start back, yes, but
not because of the dark. I've enjoyed
my visit here so much it will be hard
lo say good night."
"It seems strange to me that you
should prefer this wild country to Eng
land."
"Do you like the east better than the
west?"
"In some ways; but," then, you see, I
was born out here."
"So was I I mean to say I was re
generated out here. The truth is I
was a good denl of a scapegrace when
I left England. I was always for
taunting and horses, and naturally 1
came directly to the wild west coun
try, und here I've been ever since,
I've bad my turn at each phase of It
oowpuncher, soldier, rough rider and
finally forest ranger. I reckon I've
found my job at last."
"Do you like It so much?"
"At the present time am perfectly
contented. I'm associated now with a
-uutry that will never yield to the
plow. Yes, I like my work. I love
the forests and the streams. I wish
I .might show them to you. You don't
know how beautiful they are. , The
most beautiful parks In the world are
commonplace to what I can show you
My-only sorrow is to think of them
given over to the sawmill. rerbnpsjou
and your mother will come lip some
forest
Ranger
By HAMLIN GARLAND
Copyright. 1910, Wy Hamlin Garland
time mod let me show you my lakea
and streams. There are waters o
Iqvely they, make the heart ache. Hugh
Is planning to come up soon; perhaps
you and Mrs. Red field will come with
him."
Td like It above everything," she
responded fervently. Then her vole
changed. "But all depends on my
mother's health."
It hurt htm to hear her call Eliza
Wctherford mother. lie wanted to
forget her origin for the moment. He
was not In love with her far from It
Bat she was so alluring, and the pro
prietress of the Wetherford Ilouse
was not nice, and that made one
doubt the daughter.
She broke the silence. "It seems
dreadfully dark and mysterious up
there." She Indicated his path.
"It Isn't as bad as it looks. There is
a good trail, and my pony knows It
as well as I do. I enjoy riding by
night'?
"But there are bears and other wild
things, are there not?" '
"Not as much as I wish there were."
"Why do you say that?"
"I hate to see all the wild life killed
off. Some day nil these forests will
have game refuges like the Yellow
stone National park. They are com
ing each year to have greater and
greater value to the people of the
plains. They are playgrounds,' like
the Alps. If I should ever settle down
to a home it would be In a canyon
like this, with a great peak at my
front door."
"It Is beautiful." the girl said In the
tone of sadness with which we con
front the perfect night, the perfect
flower, the flawless landscape. "It U
loth grand and peaceful."
This tone of sadness pleased him.
It showed her depth of perception,
and he reflected that she had not ut
tered a vacuous or silly phrase since
their first meeting. "She Is capuble
of great development." he thought.
Aloud he said: "You are a strange
mingling" oTust "anTT west. ' "Do "you
realize It?"
"In what way?" she asked, feeling
something ardent In his tone.
"You typify to me at this moment
this whole state. You fill me with en
thusiasm for its future. Here you
are, derived from the lawless west,
yet taking on the culture and restraint
of the east so readily that you seem
not In the least related to"
He checked himself at this point,
and she said, "My mother Is not as
rough ns she seems, Mr. Cavanagh."
"She must le more of the woman
than appears or she could not have
lorne such a daughter. Hut do you
feel your relationship to her? Tell me
honestly, for you interest me."
"I didn't at first, but I do now. I
U'gln to understand her, and, besides,
I feel In myself certain things that are
In her, though I think I am more like
ihe Wetherford. My father's family
home was In Maryland."
Koa could have talked on all night,
so alluring was the girl's dimly seen
y warmly felt figure nt his side, but
a sense of danger and a knowledge
tltfit he should lie riding led Jilin at
fast to'sayi'TtTs gettliig"cTdirr We
must go in, but before we do so let me
sny how much I've enjoyed seeing you
again. I hope the doctor will make fa
vorable report on your mother's case.
You'll write me the result of the ex
amination, won't you?"
"If you wish me to."
"I shall be most anxious to know."
They were standing very near to
each other at the moment, and the
ranger, made very sensitive to wo
man's charm by his lonely life, shook
with newly created love of her. A
suspicion, a hope, that beneath her cul
tivated manner lay the passionate na
ture of her mother gave an added force
to bis desire. He was sorely tempted
to touch her, to test her, but her sweet
voice, a little sad and perfectly un
conscious of evil, calmed hiui. She
said:
"I hope to persuade my mother to
leave the Forks. All the best people
there are against us. Some of them
have leen very cruel to her and to me,
and, besides, I despise and fear the
men who come to our table."
"You must not exchange words with
them," he all but commanded. "Be
ware of Gregg; ho Is a vile lot. Do not
trust him for an Instant. Do not per
mit any of those loafeks to talk with
you, for If you do they will go away to
defame you. I know them. They are
unspeakably vile.. . It makes me angry
to think that Gregg and his like have
the right to speak to you every day,
while I can see you only at long inter
vals. I wish my station were not so
fur away. But I'll ride down ns often
as my-duties will permit, and you must
let me know how things go. And If
any of those fellows persecute you
you'll tell me, won't you? I wish you'd
look upon me as your big brother
Will you do that?" His voice entreat
ed, and as she remained silent he con
tinued: "Roaring Fork Is one of the
worst towns In the state, nnd a girl
like you needs some one as a protector.
I don't know Just how to put It bo
that you will not misunderstand me,
but, you see, I protect the forest, the
strenms and the gnne, 1 help the set
tler In time of trouble. I am a kind of
all round big brother to everybody
who needs help in the forest. In fact,
I'm paid for protecting things that
can't protect themselves, nnd so" here
he tried to lend his voice the accent of
humor "why shouldn't I be the pro
tector of a girl like you, alone worse
than alone-in this little cow town?"
She remained dumb at one or two
lol uts where he clearly hoped for a
word, and she was unable to thank
him when he had finished. In this si
lence a curious constriction came Into
his thront. It nas almost as If he
had put his passion Into definite words,
nnd hs tho light fell upon her he per
tractive lads ami a few men, Tmt none
of these had become more than a
good companion or friend, and, though
she wrote to one or two of these
youths letters of the utmost friendli
ness, there was no passion In them,
and she felt as yet the sting of nothing
more Intense In her liking for Cava
nagh. But he meant more to her now
that she was lonely and beleaguered.
That he had ridden all that long,
rough way merely to see her she was
not vain enough to believe, but she
had nevertheless something of every
woman's secret belief in her Individual
charm. Cavanagh had showu a flat
tering interest in her, und bis wish to
be her protector filled her with Joy
and confidence.
She heard a good deal more about
this particular forest ranger next
morning at breakfast. "He Is throw-
iug himself away," Mrs. Uedfield pas
sionately declured. "Think of a man
of Ross' refinement living In a moun
tain shack miles from anybody, watch
ing poachers, marking trees nnd cook
lug his own food! It's a shameful
waste of genius."
"Thnt's ns you look nt It, my dear,"
responded Redfleld. "Ross Is the
guardian of an Immense treasure chest
which belongs to the nation. Further
more, he Is quite certain, ns I am,
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will soon be ready to cut, and you wjll need to H
sharpen your old sickle. This grinder if furnished
with a carboundum cone fore grinding sickles.
Carboundum is 26 times faster than ordinary
grinding. The machine is also equipped with a disc )z
harrow and plow coulter attachment, and in addi
tion to these it has a stone for grinding all ordinary
tools and a wheel for polishing. These machines
can be seen at
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Plattsmouth, Nebraska.
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THE HARDWARE MAN
retted that her bosom was heaving
with deep emotion.
"I am lonely," she faltered out nt
Inst "horribly lonely. And I know
now how people feel toward my moth
er, nnd It hurts me It nil hurts inc.
Rut I'm going to stay nnd help her"
She paused to recover her voice. "And
you do seem different. 1-1 trust you!"
"I'm glad you understand me, nnd
you will let me know If I can help
you, won't you ?"
"Yes,". she answered simply.
"Good night," he said, extending hi
hand.
She placed her palm to bis quite
frankly, but the touch of It made fur
ther speech at the moment Impossible.
They went In with such telltale facer
that even Redfleld wondered what hud
passed between them.
excusing himseir almost at once,
Cavanagh left the room, and when he
looked In a few moments later he wan
clothed In the ranger's dusty green
uniform, booted and spurred for his
long, hard ride. Mrs. Redfleld follow
ed him Into the ball and out on the
dootstone to say: "Ross, you must be
careful. This girl Is very alluring In
herself, but her mother, you know, Is
Impossible."
"You're needlessly nlormed, as
usual," he smilingly replied. "She In
terests me, that's patent. But beyond
that, why, nonsense! Good night."
Nevertheless, despite his protesta
tions, he went away up the trail with
his mind so filled with Lee Virginia's
appealing face and form that he would
certainly have ridden over a precipice
bad It not been for his experienced
pony, which had fortunately but one
nlm. and that was to cross the range
safely and to reach the homo pasture
nt the earliest moment.
Left alone. Lee Virginia thought
over her past, she was not entirely
without experience ns regards respect
ful courtship. Her life In the east had
brought her to know a number of at
TUB TOUCH OF IT MA 1K PUKTHKU BfKKCB
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that this forest service Is tho policy of
the future nnd that it offers flue
ehnnces for promotion, and then, dual
ly, he likes It"
"That Is all well enough for a young
man, but Ross Is at least tblrty-flve
and should be thinking of settling
down. I cau't understand his point of
view."
"My dear, you have never seen the
procession of the seasons from such a
point of view ns that which he en
Joys." "No, and I do not care to. It is quite
lonely enough for me right here."
Redfleld looked nt Lee with condc
blankuess. "Mrs. Redfleld is hopeless
ly urban. As the wife of a forest su
pervisor she enres more for pavements
and tramenrs than for the most splen
did mountain park." '
"I most certainly do," his wife vig
orously agreed, "nnd if I-hnd my way
we should be living In I,ondon."
"Listen to that! She's ten times
more English than Mrs. Enderby."
"I'm not. but I long for the civilized
Instead of the wild. I like comfort
and society."
"So do 1," returned he.
"Yes; the comfort of nn ensy chair
on the porch nnd the society of your
forest rnngers. This ranch life is all
very wel! for a summer outing, but to
be tied dowu here all the year round
Is to be denied one's birthright as a
modern."
All this more or less cheerful com
plaint expressed the minds of many
others who live amid these superb
scenes. When autumn comes, when
the sky Is gray nnd the peaks are hid
In mist, they long for the music, the
lights, the comfort of the city. But
when the April sun begtns to go down
In a smother of crimson and flame and
the mountains Worn with epic dignity,
or when at da trn the air is like some
divine flood descending from the un
stained mysterious heights, then the
dweller In the foothills cries ' out
"How fortunate we are! Here are
health nnd happiness! .Here poverty
Is unknown I" ...
Mrs. Redfleld wns becoming more
and more Interested In Virginia, who
bad not merely tho malodorous repu
tntion of her mother to contend with,
but the memory of a traitorous sire to
live down, nnd when the girl went to
ber room to pack her bag tho wife
turned to her husband and said:
"Ross Is terribly smitten with her."
Redfleld coughed uneasily. "I hope
not. Of course he ndmlres her, as any
man must. She's physlenlly attrac
tive, very nttrnctlve, and, besides,
Rons Is ns susceptible ns a cowpunch-
er. lie wns deeply impressed the first
time he saw her; I could see that"
"I didn't like his going out on the
veranda with her last night," contln
tied Mrs. Redfleld, "and when they
came In her eyes and color Indicated
that he'd been saying something ex
citing to her. Iltigh. Ross Cavanagh
must not get Involved with that girl
K'h your duly as Ms superior to warn
blmJl - .
"He's fully grown, my dear, nnd a
bit dictatorial on his own part. I'm
a trifle timid about cutting In on his
private affairs."
"Then I'll do It. Marriage with a
girl like that Is out of the question.
Think what his sisters would say!"
Redfleld smiled a bit satirically. "To
the outsider a forest ranger at f'.HX) n
year nnd find himself nnd horses is
not what you may call a brilliant
catch."
"Oh, well, the outsider Is no Judge!
Ross Cavanagh is a gentleman, nnd,
besides, he's sure to bo promoted. I
n'cYnowleTlge Tlie gTTTs cnarms. ami I
dou't understand it. When I think of
her objectively as Llze Wetherford's
girl I wonder at her being in my house.
When I see her 1 want her to stay
with me. I want to hug her."
'Terhaps we've been unjust to Llze
all along," suggested Redfleld. "She
has remained faithful to Ed Wether
ford's memory all these yearsthat Is
conceded. Doesn't that argue some
unusual quality? How many women
do we know who are capable of such
loyalty? Come, now! Llze Is a rough
piece of goods. I'll admit, nnd her
lunch counter was a public nuisance,
but she hud the courage to send her
girl away to le cducnted, denying her
self the Joy of seeing her develop by
her side. We mustn't permit our
prejudices to run away with us."
The girl's return put a stop to the
discussion, which could end In nothing
but confusion anyway,
(To He Continued.)
Heat Does Some Damage.
The excessive bent of the pasl
week has paused the railway com
pany some trouble by expanding
t lio rails more lhan the space
usually allowed for such. Yester
day afternoon, shortly before No.
2 came through, a kinked rail was
observed in the. cut east of this
city. Mr. MeOuire and his men
were dispatched to the spot and a
few spikes were driven and the
rail forced into position. The
crew of No. 2 were given a slow
order over this portion of the
road.
SHOWER GIVEN IN HON
OR OF MISS LIBERSHALL
Tendered Prospective Bride Fri
day Afternoon at the Home of
Mrs. M. Hlld.
From Saturday's Daily.
A very pleasant function was
given yesterday afternoon by Mrs.
M. Hild and Mrs. L. V. Lorenzo
at the homo of Mr9. Hild, in honor
of Mis9 Anna Libershall, whoso
marriage to Mr. Meisingor will
occur next Wednesday. The party
was in tho nature of a handker
chief shower and was attended by
twenty-six invited young lady
friends of the bride-to-be. Mes
dames Hild and Lorenz entertain
ed from 3 until 0, and the after
noon passed all lo quickly for the
guest of honor and her young
friends.
Kach of the invited guests was
requested to bring a recipe for
cooking, baking and the like.
These were read by Mis9 Liber
shall and added to her collection,
lo be filed away with her cook
book. A feature of the entertain
ment was a bowl containing a
quantity of peanuts, each guest
being given fishing tackle and al
lowed three minutes to angle for
the pods. Miss Anna l'olacek
captured the king prize, while
Miss Agnes Ward received the
booby prize. Music was furnish
ed by Miss Sophia Hild nnd Miss
Libershall. A three-course lunch
was served.
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Herman Groodor,
Graduate Veterinary Surgeon
(Formerly with U. S. Department
Agriculture)
Licensed by Nebraska State
Board
Calls Answered Promptly
Telephone 378 White, Plattsmouth
We Make Correction.
In tho article appearing in th
Evening Journal of tho 9th inst.,
making mention of tho funeral of
Miss Ivy L. Spies, the writer was
in error in staling that "intcrmeul '
was made in tho Holy Sepulchet'
cemetery," whereas we 1 should
have stated that interment was id '
Oak Hill cemetery. Mr. Spies
owns a family lot in Oak Hill ani '
it was here that his daughter's
remains were laid lo rest, we ars
sorry tho mistake occurred an
gladly correct the misstatement,''
and we make the correction at the
request of Mr. Spies himself.
Rudolph Mcisingcr and Miss
E va Theirolf of Cedar Creek came
down on No. 4 tin's morning and
spent the day with their l'lalts-
Mr. A. KaflVnberger of Eight
Mile drove precinct, was looking
after business matters in the city
today.
Forty-foup Years In Cass County.
from Saturday's Dally. '
Mr. J. C. Smith of Murray, who
has been for forty-four years
Cass county citizen, having cross
ed tho Missouri river when t
young man of 40, was in the city
today, feeling hale and hearty. Mr.
Smith, despite his 8t years, is
quite active, and says he would be
good for a coon hunt yet. He was,
accompanied by his son, P. B
Smith.
Frank Washburn and wife anil
babe left for Omaha this morning
to spend Sunday with relatives.
These need paint to keep them in good shape
A'i 4 fiti 1
Says the Little Paint Man.
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We don't always realize what harm the wear and tear of the
weather does to our houses and barns and buggies and wagons
that are not protected by good paint.' Buildings that have not
been painted or ori'which the paint has worn off are exposed one
day to the wet and the rain, the next day to the hot sun and so
on, until the unprotected wood twists and warps and cracks and
the rot starts. So a building that should be in good repair at the
end of 50 years, if it had been kept properly painted, goes to rack
and ruin in J 5 or 20. And think how it looks.
Why don't you paint this spring with Sherwin-Williams
Paint, Prepared? Made of pure lead, pure zinc, pure linseed oil
and the necessary coloring pigments and driers, all mixed and
ground by special machinery. Come and see us, we want to talk
paint to you.
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