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To the Captain’s “That will do, Rachael,” she returned dutifully away; not so soon, how ever, but that I had seen a fresh young face within the bonnet confines—a round rosy face ac cording well with the buxom curves of her as she again bent over her wash-board “Our fare is that of the tents of Abraham, stranger,” spoke the Captain, who had resumed his whittling. “Such as it is, you are welcome to. We are a plain people who walk in the way of the Lord, for that is command ed. His sonorous tones were deliv ered rather through the nose, but did not fail of hospitality. “1 ask nothing better, sir,” I answered. “And if I did, my appetite would make up for all deficiencies.” “A healthy appetite is a good token,” he aifirtned. “Show me a well man who picks at his vic tuals and l Ayill shoAv you a can didate for the devil. His thoughts will like to be as idle as his knife.” file mess of pork and beaus and the black unsweetened cof fee evidently were what 1 need ed. for T began to mend wonder fully ere I was half through the course. He had uot invited me to further conversation—only, when I had drained the cup he called again: ‘’Ilachael! More coffee,” whereupon the same young woman advanced, with- I out glancing at me, recieved my j cup, and returned it steaming. “You are fro/i the East, stranger?” he now inquired. “Yes, sir. I arrived in Benton ! ouly yesterday.” 4‘ A Sodom,’' he growled harsh ly. “ A tented sepulcher. And j it will perish. I tell you, you do J well to leave it, you do well to yoke yourself with the appointed of this earth, rather than stay in | that sink-pit of the eternally I damned.” “I agree with you, sir,” said I “I did not Ami Benton to he a pleasant place. But I had not known, when I started from Oma ha.” “Possibly not,” he moodily 'assented. 7‘The devil is atten tive; he is present in the stations, end on the trains; he will ride in those gilded palaces even to the Jordan, hut he shall i.ot cross. In the name of the Lord we shall face him. What good there shall come, shall abide hut the devil shall wither. Not,” he added, that, we stand against the rail road. It is needed, and we have petitioned without being heard. We are strong hut isolated, we have goods to sell, and the word of Brigham Young has goue forth that a railroad we must have. Against the harpies, the gam blers, the loose women and the lustful men ami all the Gentile vanities we shall stand upon our own feet by the help of Almighty God.” At this juncture, when T had finished my platter of pork and beans and my second cup of cof fee, a tall, double-jointed youth of about my age, carrying nn ox goad in his hand, strolled to us as if attracted by the harangue. He was clad in the prevalent cow bids boots, linsey-woolsey panta loons tucked in. red flannel shirt, ami battered hat from which un trimmed flaxen hair fell down unevenly to his shoulder line. He wore at his belt butcher-knife and gun. By his hulk, his light blue eyes, albeit a triflle crossed, and the general lineaments of bis stolid, square, high-checked counte nance I conceived him to be a second but not an improved edi tion of the Captain. A true raw-bone he was; and to me, as I casually met his gaze, looked to be obstinate, secretive and small minded. But who can explain those sudden antago nisms that spring up an first sight ? ‘'Mv son, Daniel,” the Cap tain introduced. ‘‘This stranger travels to Zion with us, Daniel, in the employee of Mr. Jcnks.” The youth had the grip of a vise, and seemed to enjoy em phasizing it while cunningly watching my face. “Haowdy?” he drawled, with that he twanged a sentence or two to hla father. ‘‘I fanund the eaow, Dad. Do yu reckon to pull nout to-day f” ‘‘I have not decided. Go tend to your duties, Daniel.” Daniel bestowed upon me a [ parting stare, and lurched away, | snapping the lash of his goad. “And with your permission I will tend to mine, sir,” I said. “Mr. Jenks doubtless has work for me. I thank you for your hospitality.” “ We are commanded by the j prophet to feed the stranger, whether friend or enemy,” he re- ; proved. “We are also command ed by the Lord to earn our bread by the sweat of our brow. As long as you are no trifler you will be welcome at my wagon, Good-day to you.” As I passed, the young woman, Rachael—whom I judged to be his daughter, although she was evidently far removed from par ent stock—glanced quickly up. I caught her gaze full, so that she lowered tier eyes with a blush. She was indeed wholesome if not absolutely pretty. When later I saw her with the sun-bonnet doffed and her brown hair j smoothly brushed back I thought j her more wholesome still. Mr. Jenks received me jov ially. “Got your belly full, have you i' ’ “I'm a new man,” I assured. “Wall, those Morruans are good providers. They’ll share with you whatever they have, for no pay, but if you rub ’em the wrong way or go to dickerin ’ with ’em they’re closer’n the hide on a cold mule. You didn’t make sheep’s eyes at ary of the women?” ‘No, sir. I am done with women.” “And right you are.” “However, I could not help but see that the Captain’s daugh ter is pleasing to look upon. I should be glad to know her, were there no objections.” ‘ ‘ How ? His daughter ? ’ ’ “Miss Rachael, I believe. That is the name he used.” “The young one you mean?” “Yes, sir. The one who serv.-d me with breakfast. Rosy-ebeek ed and plump.” “Whoa, man! She’s his Avife, and not for Gentiles. They're both his Avives; whether he has more in Utah I don’t know. But you’d best let her alone. She’s been j’ined to him.” This took me all back, for I had no other idea than that she Avas his daughter, or niece— stood in that kind of relation to him. He was twice her age, ap parently. Noav I could only stammer: “I’ve no wish to intrude, you may be sure. And Daniel, his son —is he married? “That wdielp? Met him, did you ? No, he ain’t married, yet, But he will be , soon as be takes his pick ’cordin’ to laAv and gos pel among them people. You bet you: he’ll be married plenty.” CHAPTER XI We Get A “Super" "What with assorting and stow ing the bales of cloth and the other goods in the Jenks two wagons, watering the animals and staking them out anew, tin kering with the equipment and making various essays with the bull whip, I found occupation enough; nevertheless there were moments of interim, or while passing to and fro, when I was vividly aware of the scenes and events transpiring in this West ern world around about. The bugles sounded calls for the routine at Fort Steele—a mere cantonment, yet, of tents rough board buildings squat tfhg upon the bare brown soil near the river bank, north of us, and less than a month old; The wagon road was a line of white dust from the river clear to Ben ton, and through the murk plod ded the water haulers and etn- j igrants and freighters, animals 1 and men alike befloured and [ choked. The dust cloud rested j over Bento*. It fumed in another : line westward, kept in suspense j by on-traveling stage and wagon —by wheel, hoof and boot, bound for Utah and Idaho. From the town there extended northward a third dust line, marking the stage and freighting road through ,tlie Indian country to the mining settlements of the famous South Pass of the old Oregon Trail; yes, ! and with branches for the gold ; regions of Montana. The railroad trams kept | thundering by us—long freights, | dusty and indomitable, bringing ; their loads Tfrom the Missouri : River almost seven hundred miles | in the east. And .oiling out of [ Benton the never-ceasing Con I struction trains sped into the desert as if upon urgent errands in response to some sudden de mand of More, More, More. Upon all sides beyond this busi ness and energy the country strelched lone and uninhabited; a great waste of naked, hot re splendent land blotched with white and red, showing not a green spot except the course of the Platte; with scorched, rusty hills rising above its fantastic surface, and, in the distance, blu ish mountain ranges that appear ed to float and waver in the sun drenched air. The sounds from Bepton—the hammering, the shoutiug, the babbling, the puffing of the loco motives—drifted faintly to us. merged into the cracking of whips and the oaths and songs by the wagon drivers aiong the road. Of our own little camp I took gradual stock. It, like the desert reaches, ! evinced little of feverishness, for while booted men busied them selves at tasks similar to mine, others-lulled, spinning yarns and whittling; the several women, at wash-boards and at pots and pans and needles, worked contentedly in sun and shade; children played at makeshift games, dogs drows ed underneath the wagons, and outside our circle the mules and oxen grazed as best they might, their only vexation the blood sucking flies. The flies were kin of Benton, Captain Adams loped away, as if to town. Others went in. While I was idle at last and rather enjoying the hot sun as I sat resting upon a convenient wagon-tongue Daniel hulked to me, still snapping his ox goad. “Haowdy?” lie addressed again; and surveyed, eying every detail of my clothing. “Howdy?” said J. “Yu know me?” “Your name is 7)aniel, isn't it?” “No, ’tain’t. It’s Bonnie Bravo on the trail.” “All right, sir,” said I. “Whichever you prefer.” “I ’laow we pull out this arter noon,” he volunteered farther. “I’m agreeable,’’ I responded. “The sooner the better, where j I’m concerned.” “J ’laow yu (and he pronoune- i ed it, nasally, yee-ou) been seein’ the elephant in Benton an’ it skinned yu.” “I saw all of Benton I wish to see,” I granted. “You’ve been there?” “I won four bits, an’ then yu bet T quit,” ho greedily proclaim ed. “I was too smart for ’em. I ’laow yu’rc a greenic, ain’t yu ? ” “In some ways I am, in some ways I’m not.” “I ’laow yu aim to go through with this train to Salt Lake, do yu?” ‘That's the engagement I’ve made with Mr. Jeuks.” “Don’t feel too smart, yoreself, in them new clothes?” “No. Thcy'rcall I have, They won’t be new long.” “Yu bet they won't. Ain’t afeared of peterin’ aout on the way, he vu? I ’laow yu’re sick ly." “I li rake my chances,” I smiled, although he was irritat ing in the extreme. “It’s four hundred mile, an’ twenty mile at a stretch with aout water. Most the water's pizen, too, from hyar to the mountings.” “I’ll have to drink what the j rest drink, I suppose.” “I ’laow the Inuns are like to ! get us. They’re powerful bad in j that thar desert. Ain’t afeared o’ Injuns, be yu?” “I’ll have to take my chances on that, too, won’t I?” “They sculped a whole passel o’ surveyors, month ago,” he persisted. “Yu’ll sing a dif ferent tyune arter yu’ve been corralled with nothin’ to drink.’’ He viciously snapped Ids wh p, i the while inspecting me as if j seeking for other joints in my . armor. “Yu aim to stay long in Zion ? ’ ’ “I haven’t planned anything about that.” “Reckon vu’rc wise, Mister. ; We don’t think much o’ Gentiles, j yonder. We don’t want ’em, no haow. They’d all better git aout. The Saints settled that country an’ it’s ourn.” “If you’re a sample, you’re welcome to live there,” I retort ed. “I think I’d prefer some place else.” “Haow?” he bleated. “Thar ain’t no place as good. All the rest of the world has sold itself to the "devil.” “How mueh of the world have you seen ? ” I asked. “I’ve seen * heap. I’ve been ——.. as fur east as Cheyenne—I’vo teamed arrost twice, so I know. An’ I know what the elders say; they come from the East an’ some of ’em have been as fur as Eng land. ^ u ean’t fool me nono with yore Gentile lies.” As I did not attempt, we re mained in silence for a moment while he waited, provocative. “Say, Mister,” he blurted sud denly. “Kin yu shoot?” “I presume 1 could if I had to. Why?” “Becuz I’m the daugest best shot with a Colt's iri this hvar train, an’ I'll shoot ye for—i’ll shoot ve for (he lowered his voice and glanced about furtively)— I 11 shoot ye for two bits when my paw ain’t ’raound.” “I ve no cartridges to waste at present, I informed. “And I don't, claim to be a crack shot.” ” Damn ye, I bet yu think yu are,” ho accused. “Yu set thar like it. All right. Mister; any time yu want to try a little pop pin ’ yu let me know. ’ ’ And with this, which struck me as a veiled threat, he lurched on, snapping that infernal whit). He left me with the uneasy impression that he and f were due to measure strength in one way or another. agon Boss Adams returned at noon. The word was given that the train should start during the afternoon, for a short inarch in order to break in the new ani mals before tackling the real westward trail. After a deal of bustle, of !ashz mg loads and taunteuing covers and geeing, hawing and whoaing, about three o’clock we formed line in obedience to the com mands “Stretch out, stretch out!”; and with every cask and barrel dripping, whips cracking, voices urging, children racing, the Captain Adams wagon in the lead (two pink sunbonnets upon the seat), the valorous Daniel’s next, and Mormons and Gentiles ranging on down, we toiled creaking and swaying up tlio Benton road, amidst the edie.s of hot, scalding dust. It was a mixed train, of Gentile mules and the more numerous Mormon oxen; therefore not strictly a “bull” train, hut hv pace designated as such. And in the vernacular f was « “mule whacker” or even “mule-skin ner” rather than a “bull-whack er,” if there is any appreciable difference in role. There is none, T think, to the animals. Trudging manfully at the left fore wheel behind Mr. .Teaks’ four span of mules, trailing my eighteen-foot tapering lash bind occasionally well-nigh cutting off my own car when I tried to throw it, I played the teamster—• although sooth to say there was little of play in the job, ou that road, at that time of the day. (To Be Continued.) Same Course, Same Golf Score 25 Years Later . Pinehurst. N. C.—On either side of the great open fire place in the foyer of the country club here Is a collec tion of carefully preserved memen toes and among them is a silver and amber cup. The inscription shows the cup was presented to George C. Dutton away back in the last century, for the best gross golf score achieved that year. The cup was the first trophy ever offered here and wts given by James Tufts, founder of Pinehurst. to th® man making the highest score during the season of 1898-99. It was won by Dutton with a card of SI made on the last day of the season over th® original course. Previously W. N. Smith, aiso of Boston, was leading in the r^ice with a score of 83. An unusual coincidence occurred here r.eeently when these same golf ers, playing in the advertisers' tourna ment, met and arranged a mutch over the same course. Dutton won the match with a medal round of 81, the same score with which he defeated Smith a quarter of a century ago. The two golfers have agreed to try ■»«. again in 1949. Osaka, Japan,—Mr. Koishi, presi dent of the Marine .Products Experi mental Station in Ehltne prefecture, has discovered a way to produce pearl shells and obtain pearls as large as three inches. It is said that he has applied to the Tapanese patent bureau for % patent, and that he Inends to take out patent rights in foreign countries also. Vote on Coaches for Olympic Track Team New York, Feb. 1.—(V. P.)—Rec ommendations for the position of head coach and assistant coaches of the track and field team that will be sent to the Olympic games, hare been approved by the A. A. V and a vote is now being taken by wire. No information other than that th® original list of 17 coaches recom mended had been materially de creased. could be obtained from head quarters. As soon as thp list is approved by committeemen in distant sections, th® list will be given to the American Olympic committee for approval. The French Senate has passed the hill providing for the creation of an ex perimental electric power station at Aber-Vrach. Ftnlsters, driven »y th® force of the tide.