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THIi) NORTH PLATTH SHMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE
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the thrill of ad
venture have noi
departed from the
West, There are
recesses of the
ert known only
to Yaqul and
perils as great as
when the entire
expanse was a
At times the border between the
United States and Mexico becomes
veritable "No Man's Land," as dan
gerous as any territory that existed
In pioneer days. There Is a great
unwritten history of the experiences ;
ct present-day settlers, rangers, and
soldiers that Is fine material for the
novelist, especially for one with the
talents of Zane Grey, who loves his
modern West, who has caught jlta
spirit, and who sees It in all Its as
pects with a clear eye.
Zanesvllle, Ohio, was his birthplace,
and he Is dtscended from the famous
Zane family which figured so largely
In pioneer history. Although he passed
through the public schools of his na
tive place and graduated from the Uni
versity of Pennsylvania with credit,
he had more fondness for outdoor
ports than for studies, and became
a distinguished player of amateur, col
lege and professional baseball. After
a short residence In New York olty
he became attracted to the West and
adopting a writing career, has become
about the most prominent exponent In
America of virile, western litorature.
He Is better able than any other novel
ist to present Its more stirring phasee
romantically, Interestingly and with
out resorting to exaggeration.
A face haunted Cameron a worn
uh'h face. It was there In the whtjte
heart of the dying cainptlre; It hung
Id the shadows that hovered over the
flickering light; It drifted in the dark
This hour, when the day had closed
and the lonely desert night set In with
Its dead silence, was one In which
Cameron's mind was thronged with
memories of a time long pasf of u
home hack In l'eorla, ot a woman he
had wronged ami lost, and loved too
late. He was a prospector for gold,
u hunter of solitude, a lover of the
dread, rock-ribbed lutlnltude, because
hv wanted to he alone to remember.
Then a snarp clink of metal on
stone and soft pads of hoofs In sand
prompted Cameron to roach for his
gun, and to move out of the light of
the waning cumpflrc.
Figures darker than the gloom ap
proached and took shape, and In -the
light turned out to be those of a white
man and a heavily packed hurro.
"Hello there," the man called, us
he came to a halt and gazed about
him. "1 saw your fire. May I make
Cninoron came forth out of the
shadow and greeted his visitor, whom
lie took for a prospector like himself.
Cameron resented the breaking of his
lonely campllre vigil, hut he respect
ed the law of tho desert.
The stranger thanked hint, and then
slipped the pack from his burro,
Then he rolled out Ida pack and began
preparations for a meal. The camp
fire hurst Into n bright blaze, and by
Hts light Cameron saw a man whose
pray hair somehow did not seem to
make him old, and whose stooped
shoulders did not detract from an Im
pression of rugged strength.
Another of those strange desert 1
prospectors In whom there was some
relentless diking power besides the
lust for gold! Cameron felt that be
tween this man and himself there was
n subtle nihility, vague and undefined,
perhaps born of the divination that
here was u desert wanderer like him
self, perhaps horn of a deeper, an un
intelligible relation having Its roots
hack In the past, A long-forgotten
ffitsntlon stirred In Cameron's breast, 1
one fco long forgotten that he could
not recognize It. Hut It was ukln to
When he awakened he found, to his
surprise, that hU companion hid de
parted, A trail In the sand let) off to
tne north. There was no water In
that direction, Cameron shrugged hts
shoulders; It was not hts affair; he
had bis own problems. And straight
way lie forgot his strange visitor.
Cameron began his day, grateful for
the solitude that was now unbroken,
for the cnuou-furrowed, cactus-spired
ftccne that now showed no. sign of
life. While It was yet light', and he
was digging In a moist white-bordered
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TWT "nr JT
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- triM'ii nt" trip Ftll'tJlO CtaciC
wash for water, he was brought
sharply up hy homing the crack of
hard hoofs on stone. There down Uie
canon came a man on a hurro. Cam
eron recognized them.
"Hello, friend," called the man. link- ;
Inc. "Our trails crossed again that's ,
"Hello," replied Cninoron slowly.
mineral sign today?"
They made camp together, ate their '
frugal meal, smoked a pipe, anil rolled
In their blankets without exchanging j
many words. In the morning the same
reticence, the same aloofness chnrac-
"Hello, Friend," Called the Man, Halt
Ing. "Our Traits Crossed Again
twlzed the manner of both. Uut Cam
oron's companion, when he had packed '
his burro and was ready to start, faced j
about and said: "We inluut stay to
gether, If It's all right with you."
"I neer take a partner" replied ,
"You're alone; I'm alone," said the
other mildly, "it's n big place. If we '
llnd gold there'll be enough for two."
"I don'f go down Into tho desert
for gold alone," rejoined Cameron.
His companion's deep-set, luminous
eyes emitted a singular flash. It
moved Cameron to say that In the
years of his wandering he hud met
no man who could endure equally with
him the blasting heat, the blinding
dust storms, the wilderness of sand
and rock and lava and cactus, the ter
rible silence and desolation of the 1
desert. "I may strike through, the
Sonora desert. I may hejid for Plnu
cnte or north for the Colorado basin.
You are an old man."
"I don't know the country, but to
me one place 13 the same as another,
replied his companion, Then with
gentle slaps he drove his hurro In be
hind Cameron. "Yes, I'm old
lonely, too. It's come to me Just
lately. Hut, friend. I can still travel,
and for a few days my company won't
"Have It your way," said Cameron.
They began a slow march dowiii
Into the desert. At sunset they camped
under tho lee of u low mesa. Cam
eron was glad his comrade had the
Indian habit of silence. Another day's
travel found the prospectors deep In
the wilderness. Then there came a
breaking of reserve, noticeable In the
elder man, almost Imperceptibly grad
ual In Cameron. And so, as Cameron
began to respond to the Influence of
u desert less lonely thnn habitual, he
hognn to take keener note of hts com
rade, and found him different from
any other he had ever encountered In
the wilderness. This man never
grumbled at the heat, the glare, the
driving sand, the sour water, the
scant fare. He was tireless, patient,
Cameron's awakened Interest brought
home to him tho realization that for
years he had shunned compauloushlp.
In those years only three men had
wandered Into the desert with him.
and these had left their bones to'
bleachjn theshlftlng sands. Cameron
had not cared to know their secrets.
Hut the more he studied this latest
comrade the more he began to suspect
that he might have missed something
In the others, in his own driving ds-
slon to take his secret Into the limit
less abode of silence and desolation,
where he could be alone with It, he
had forgotten that life dealt shocks te
other men. Somehow this silent com
rade reminded him.
One afternoon late, after they hud
tolled up a white, winding wash of
sand and gravel, they came . upon a
dry wfitorJiolo On moron dug deep
Into (lie fund, hut without avail. He
wns turning to retrace weary steps ;
back to the last water when his coin
Kn.tn ..f.1,,.,1 I.I... ... U rinLIAHnH
nun - u.-mt:ti nun ii' null, viiinuiuii
watched him search In his pack- and
bring forth what appeared to he a
,ina ff.I(u, itrnneli of a poach tree.
He gritsi tne prongs or tne font
in d held them before lilm with the
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end standing straight out, mid then
he began to walk alon the stream
bed. Cameron; at first amused, then
amazed, then pitying, and at last cu
rious, kept pace with the prospector. ,
He saw a strong tension of his com
rade's wrists, ns If ho was holding j
hard against a considerable force. The
end of (he peach-branch began to
quiver and turn, kept turning, and lit
length pointed to the ground.
"Pig here," said the prospector.
"What!" ejaculated Cameron. Had
the tnaii lost his mind?
Then Cameron stood by while his
comrade dug In the sunn. Three feet .
he dug four five, and the sand '
grew dark, then moist. At six feet
wntor began to seep through.
"(let the little basket In mv Hack." 1
Cameron compiled, and 'saw his ,
1 comrade drop tho basket Into the deep Ilt' 'I'tinblotJ something Inmrse-
liole. where -Jt kept the sides from 1 backed Into the shadow. lint
caving In and nllowed the water to he-need not have feared discovery,
seep through. While Cameron watched, however surely his ugltntlon inl.rlit
I the Imsket filled. Of nil t .e straugo hnve betrayed him. Warren sat brood
Incidents of bis desert enrcer .his wns , 'K m'r ll,e campllre, oblivious or his
, the strangest. Curiously he picked up comrade, absorbed in the past,
the peach branch and held It as he i Cameron swiftly walked away in
bad seen It held. The thing." how-1 thc Gloom, with tho blood thrumming
ever, wns dead In his hnnds. thick In his ears, whispering over nnd
"I see you haven't got It," remarked over:
his comrade. "Few men have. Hack. "Merciful 0 d 1 Nell was his dliugh
In Illinois an old. Oermnn used to do'tcr.!"
that to locnte wells. He showed mo (PROIX)GUE Continued.)
I had the same power. I can t ex
. plain. The old German I spoke of
made money traveling round with hts I
pencil fork." j
"What a gift for a man In the des
ert!" Cameron's comrndo smiled the sec-
ond time In all those days.
They entered a region where min
eral abounded, nnd their march be-
came slower. Generally they took the
course of a wash, one on each side,
and let the burros travel leisurely
, along nipping at the blenched blades
of scant grass, or at sace or cactus,
I while they searched In the canons nnd
i under the ledges for signs of ghhl.
Each succeeding dny nnd night
Cameron felt himself more nnd more
drawn to this strange man. He found
that after hours of burning toll he had
Insensibly grown nonrer to his com
rade. He reflected that after n few
weeks In the desert he had always
become a different mnn. In civiliza
tion, In the rough mining camps, he
mid been n prey to unrest and gloom.
! But once down on the great billowing
I sweep of this lonely world, he could
look into his unquiet soul without blt
' terness. So now he did not marvel nt
1 n slow stir stealing warmer along lila
veins, and at the premonition that per
, haps he nnd this man, nlonc on the
desert, driven there by life's mysteri
ous and remorseless motive, were to
see ench other through God's eyes.
One night they were encamped" nt
the head of a canon. The day had
been exceedingly hot, and long after
sundown the radiations of heat from
the rocks persisted. Cameron watched
his comrade, and yielded to Interest
he hnd not heretofore ".olced.
"l'ardner, what drives yon Into the.
desert? Do you come to forget?" !
"Ah !" softly exclaimed Cameron.
Always he seemed to have known thnt
He said no more, but grew acutely
conscious of the pang In his own
breast, of the tire In his heart, the
strife nnd torment of his passion
driven soul. He hnd come Into the
desert to remember a woman. She
nppoitted to him then as" she had
looked when first she entered his life
a golden-haired girl, blue-eyed,
white-skinned, red-lipped, tnll and
slender and beantlfu. He had never fthem hoaV
forgotten. and nn old, sickening re- surance of receiving honest value and '
morse kiiockcu nt his heart, lie rose ,
n- .'!."i'..':.r.i'';!..":'i.';iCONANT hotel company
to and fro and looked down Into the
weird and mystic shadows, like tho
darkness of his passion, nnd farther
on down the moon track and the gilt-,
tprlnp ntrntnliKS thnfr vnnluliml In Ihnl
cold blue horizon. In thnt endless,
silent hall of desert there was a
spirit; and Cameron felt hovering
nenr htm what he Imagined to be
phantoms of peace.
He returned to camp and .sought
"I reckon we're two of a kind," he
said. "It was n woman who drove me
Into the desert. But 1 come to re
member. The desert's the only place
I can do that."
"Was she your wife?" asked the
A long silence ensued. The camp
fire wore down to a ruddy ashen heap,
"I had a daughter," said Cameron's
comrade. "She lost her mother at
birth. And I I didn't know how to
bring up a girl. She was pretty and
gny. It was the the old story."
Ills words were peculiarly signifi
cant to Cameron. They distressed
him. He had been wrapped up In his
remorse. If ever in the past he hnd
thought of anyono connected with
'he slrl he had wronged, he had long
forgotten, nut the consequences of
such wrong were far-reaching. They
struck at the roots of a home.
"Well, tell me more?" asked Cam
"It was the old, old story. My girl
was pretty and free. The young bucks
ran after her. I guess she did not run
away from them. And I was away a
good deal working In another town.
She was in love with a wild fellow. I
knew nothing of It till too late. He
was engaged to marry her. But In
didn't come hack, And when the dis
grace heentne plain to all, my girl left
home. She went west. After a while
I heard from her. She was well
working living for her baby. A long
time passed. I had no ties, t drifted
west. Her lover bad also gone west.
In those days everybody went west.
I trailed him, Intending to kill him.
But I lost his trail. Neither could I
find any trace of her. She moved on,
driven, no doiibtb.v the hound of her
past. Since that 1 have taken to the
wilds, hunting gold on the dcort."
"Y, It's the old, old story, only
sadder, I think," said Cameron; and
his voice was strained and unnatural,
"l'ardner, what Illinois town was It
you balled fmihV"
"And your your name?" went on
" Wa rren .1 rums Wii itch ."
That name might ns well have been
a bullet. Cameron stood erect, mo
tionless, as inen sometimes stand mo
mentarily when shot straight through
the heart. In an Instant, when
thoughts rosurged like blinding flashes
of lightning through bis mind, he was
n swaying, quivering, terror-stricken
Elmhurst Farm Shorthorns
AT PUBLIC AUCTION
Faroum, Nebr. Thursday, November 23.
35 Head of Registered Cattle
Highest cluas roglstered Shorthorns, 8 bulls and 27 cows and heifers.
WHY SHORTHORNS? England, the home of the Shorthorn cow
that furnishes 90 per cent of the. milk consumed in London. "Wo
bellevo true d'ual type docs not sacrifice boef making on the alter
of milk production.
TERMS Cash unless other arrangements have been mado with the
clerk beforo tho sale.
E. W. Crossgrove & Sons.
A. W. Thompson, W., H. BicJc, C. Aj Hudson, O. H. Peterson
Auctioneers, S. F. Parker, Clerk.
VY IQ6I1 111 Uffi3ll3
STOP WITH US
Our reputation of 20 years fair dealing
John S. Twinem, M. D.
Medicine, surgery and obstetrics
North I'liiltc Nebr.
(Drug room with drugs for acute and
Choice lot ot young Red Poll bulls
at farmers prices at-.
PAYNE'S DAIRY FARM
DR. HABOXD II. WALK1S
Practice limited te Eye, Bar, Nese asd
Offices over McDonald Saak
DR. L. A. SNAVBLY
X-flay Diagnosis Oxygen aad
Oas Anesthesia for Extxsctioms.
Over Union State Bank
The Mapper is gone. She said she
wouldn't wear 1lii skirts still here
she is, wearing it and looking very
charming in a new rich blue, hand
painted duvetyn trimmed with wolf
fur. and all topped with a canary yel
low hat trimmed with silk roses.
For dates and terms call at
First National Bank
- North Platte, Neb.
Office 340 House 488
DR. W. I. SHAFFER
Over the Oasis North Platte
v.. T. PRITCHARD
Ex-Government Veterinarian and ex
assistant deputy Stato Veterinarian.
Hospital 315 South Vine Street
Phones. Hospital G33 Residence 63?
JOHN S. SOIMS, M. T.
Special Attention Given to
McDonald Bank Building
Office Phone 83 Residence 38
Physician, Obstetrician, Surgeon
Calls promptly answered Night or Da
Phones. Office 642 Residence 676
DR. M. B. STATES
Rooms 5. 6, 7 Building & Loan Bld
Office Phone 70 Res. Phone t.M2
DR. HAROLD FENNER
Office Phone 333 Res. Phone 10S(
OTIS B. PIATT, M. D.
Pfaysirinn aad Sargeoa
Diagnose and Treament
Over Union State Bank
Office Phone 296W House Phone 2S6B
DERRYBERRY & FORBES
Undertakers and Funeral Directors
Day Phone 41 Night Phone Black 6iy
Dancoland the popular amuse,
mcnt hall of the city. Now undor
management of tho American Legion
Offlco Phone 211 Res. l'hone 21;
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North Platte, Nebraska
Knights of Columbus Uulldlug.
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l'liyslclnn and Surgeon
Special Attention Given to Surgery
Office: Uulldlng & Loan Building
I'limifls: Office 130 Residence 115
! '(! 'T Mt'IC STUDIO
. i ii K, Uoucet
in mid Cornet
J. T. Kecfo, Atty.
NOT. OB TO CREDITORS
ISstato No. 1912 of John Lee Moran,
deceased in tho Couuty Court of Lln
1 coin Gounty, Nebraska.
Tho Stato of Nebraska, ss: Creditors
'of said estate will take notice that tho
timo limited for presentation and fil
ing of. claims against said Estato is
February 21, 1923, and for settlement
of said estato is October 17, 1923, that
I will sit at the county court room in
said County on November 21, 1922, at
10 o'clock a. m., and on February 19,
1923, at 10 o'clock a. m., to receive,
examine, hoar, allow ,or adjust all
i claims and objections duly filed.
Dated October 17, 1922.
Wm. ,H. C. "WOODlIURST,
J. C. Hotlman, Attornoy
NOTICE TO CREDITORS
Estate No. 191G of William S Depuy
.deceased in tho County Court of Lln
.coln County, Nebraska
The State of Nobraakn, ss: Credit
ors of said estato will take notice that
the timo limited for presentation and
filing of claims against said Estate is
March 12th, 1923, and for settlement
of said Estato is Nov. 7th, 1923; that
I will sit at the county court room in
said County on December 12th, 1922,
at 10 o'clock a. m nnd on March 12th,
1923 at 10 o'clock a. m., to receive
oxamlne, hear, allow, or adjust all
claims and objections duly filed.
Dated November 7th, 1922.
Wm. H. C. WOODIIURST
Boeler, Crosby and Basklns, Attys.
; NOTICE TO CREDITORS
! Estate Mo. 1913 ot Robert A. Mc
Knlght deceased in the county court
I of Lincoln county, Nebraska,
i Tho Stato of Nebraska, ss: Credlt
1 ors of said estato will take notice that
tho time limited for presentation and
filing of claims against said estate
is March 8th, 1923, and for settle
ment of said estate is November 3,
1923; Utat I will sit at tho county
.court room in Bald county on Decem
Iber 8 1923, at 10 o'clock a. m. and on
( March 8, 1923 at 10 o'clock a. m. to re-
eclve, examine, hear, allow or adjust
! all claims and objections duly -filed.
Dated November 3, 1922.
Wm. H. C. WOODHURST,
' NOTICE OF FINAL REPORT
Estate No. 185G of Bernard Winken
worder, deceased in the County Court
of Lincoln County, Nebraska,
Tho State of Nebraska, to all per
sons interested in said Estate tabo
notico that the Administrator has flled
a final account and report ot his ad-
j ministration and a petition for final
settlement and dlschargo as such ad
ministrator which have been sot for
j hearing before said court on Dccem-
Ibcr 1st, 1922, nt 10 o'clock a. m.,
when you may appear and contest tho
' Dated October 31, 1922.
Wm. II. C. WOODHURST,
Seal County Judge.
NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION
Department of the Interior
U. S. Land Office- at Lincoln, Nebr.,
October 17, 1922.
Notice is hereby given that John O.
Lindenmuth, of Wollfleot, Nebraska,
who on November 27, 1617, made
homestead, entry, Broken Bow No.
011980, Lincoln, No. 02920, for W
NE4. E NW& and SE&, Section 8
Townshop 10, North of Ronge 20, west
of 6th Principal Meridian, has filed
notico of intention to make final three
year proof, to establish claim to tho
land above described, befode W. H. 6.
Woodhurst. United States Commia
sionor, at North Platte, Nebraska, on
tho 27th day ot November, 1922.
Claimant nomes as witness oa:
a W. Gerkla, Jack ZIglor, J. K.
Browning and Earl Greenwood, all of
J. B. HAYS,
By virtue of an order ot solo isasved
from the District Court ot Llncbln
County, Nebr., upon a decree ot fore
closure rendered in aald Comrt
wherein David H. Corbett Is plaintiff,
and W. L- Frlsto, et al are defendants,
and to me directed, I will on the 9t&
day of December 1922, at 2 o'clock
P. M., at the east front door ot tke
Court Honio in North Platte, Lincoln
County, Nebraska sell at Pabllc Auc
tion to .the highest bidder for c&ah,
to aatfBfy said decree, interest and
costs, the following described proper
West half of the southwest quarter
OVot SWA) of section thirty-five
(35) in township eleven (11) north of
range thirty-one (31) west ot tho 6th
P. It Lincoln County, Nebraska.
Dated North Platte, Nebr, Nov. 4,
A. J. SALISBURY,
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