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"But I didn't want you," and there
was a look of positive dislike in her
widely opened eyes.
"Didn't want me?" He echoed these
unexpected words in a tone of com
plete surprise. "Surely you could not
desire to be left here alone? Why
didn't you want me?"
"Because 1 know who you are!" Her
voice seemed to catch in her throat.
"lie told rne. You're the man who
shot Jim Eberly."
Mr. Hampton was never of a pro
nounced emotional nature, nor was he
a person easily disconcerted, yet he
flushed at the sound of these impul
sive words, and the confident smile de
serted his Hps. For a moment they
sat thus, the dead body lying between,
and looked at each-other. When the
man finally broke the constrained si
lence a deeper Intonation had crept
into his voice.
"My girl," he said gravely, and not
without a suspicion of pleading, "thie
is no place for me to attempt any de
fense of a shooting affray In a gambling
bouse, although I might plead with
some Justice that Eberly enjoyed the
honor of shooting first. I was not
aware of your personal feeling in the
matter, or I might have permitted
some one else to come here in my
stead. Now it is too late. I have
never spoken to you before, and do sc
at this time merely from a sincere de
sire to be of some assistance."
There was that in his manner ol
grave courtesy which served to stead
the girl. Probably neTter. before in all
her rough frontier experience had sh
been addressed thus formally. Her
closely compressed lips twitched ner
vously, but her questioning eyes re
mained unlowered.
"You may stay," she asserted, so
berly. "Only don't touch me."
No one could ever realize how much
those words hurt him. Not until he
had completely conquered his first un
wise impulse to retort angrily, did he
venture again to speak.
"I hope to aid you in getting back
beside the others, where you will be
less exposed."
"Will you take him?"
"He is dead," Hampton said, sober
ly, "and I can do nothing to aid him.
But there remains a chance for you
to escape."
t "Then I won't go," she declared,
positively.
Hampton's gray eyes looked for a
long moment fixedly into her darker
ones, while the two took mental stock
of each other. He realized the utter
futility of any further argument, while
ehe felt instinctively the cool, domi
nating strength of the man. Neither
was composed of that poor fiber which
bends.
"Very well, my young lady," he said,
easily, stretching himself out more
comfortably in the rock shadow. "Then
I will remain here with you; It makes
small odds."
Excepting for one hasty, puzzled
glance, she did not deign to look again
toward him. and the man rested mo
tionless upon his back, staring up at
the sky. Finally, curiosity overmas
tered the actor in him, and he turned
'partially upon one side, so as to bring
her profile within his range of vision.
Her dark, glowing eyes were lowered
upon the white face of the dead man,
yet Hampton noted how clear, in spite
of sun-tan, were those tints of health
upon the rounded cheek, and how soft
and glossy shone her wealth of rum
pled hair. Even the tinge of color, so
distasteful in the full glare of the sun,
appeared to have darkened under
the shadow, its shade framing the
downcast face into a pensive fairness.
Then he observed how dry and
parched her lips were.
"Take a drink of this," he insisted
heartily, holding out toward her as he
spoke his partially filled canteen.
She started at the unexpected sound
of his voice, yet uplifted the welcome
water to her mouth, while Hampton,
observing it all closely, could but re
mark the delicate shapeliness of her
hand.
"If that old fellow was her father,"
he reflected soberly, "I should like to
have seen her mother."
"Thank you," she said simply, hand
ing back the canteen, but without lift
ing her eyes again to his face. "I was
so thirsty." Her low tone, endeavor
ing to be polite enough, contained no
note of encouragement. I
"Was Gillis your rather?" the man
Questioned, determined to make her
recognize his presence.
"I suppose so; I don't know."
"You don't know? Am I to under
stand you are actually uncertain
whether this man was your father or
not?"
"That is about what I said, wasn't
It? Not that it Is any of your busi
ness, so far as I know, Mr.' Bob Hamp
ton, but I answered you all right. He
brought me up. and I called him 'dad'
about as far back as I can remember,
but I don't reckon as he ever told me
he was my father. So you can under
stand just what you please."'
"His name was Glllls, wasn't it?"
The girl nodded wearily.
"Post-trader at Fort Bethune?"
Again the rumpled head silently ac
quiesced.
"What is your name!
r
author of-
"He always called me "kid." " she
admitted unwillingly, "but I reckon if
you have any further occasion for ad
dressing me, you'd better say 'Miss
Gillis"
"Heaven preserve me!" he ex
claimed good naturedly, "but you are
certainly laying It an thick, young
lady! However, I believe we might
become good friends if we ever have
sufficient luck to get out from this
hole alive. Darn if I don't sort of cot
ton to you, little girl you've got some
sand."
For a brief space her truthful, angry
eyes rested scornfully upon his face,
her lips parted as though trembling
with a sharp retort. Then she delib
erately turned her back upon him
without uttering a word.
For what may 1
and only occas.on V... .
audacious career, hi- .'. .'. i.. .. r
helplessness. Tlii i..e:o f i
red-headed girl, this linle r.: neljs::
waif of the frontier, condemned h'.ni
so completely, and without waste of
words, as to leave him weaponless.
Mr. Hampton was a thorough-going
sport, and no quality was quite so apt
to appeal to him as dead gameness.
He glanced surreptitiously aside at
her once more, but there was no sign
of relenting in the averted face. He
rested lower against the rock, his face
upturned toward the sky, and thought.
It was no spirit of bravado that gave
rise to his reckless speech of an hour
previous. It was simply a spontaneous
outpouring of his real nature, an un
premeditated expression of that su-
"I Can't Help Him, But There Re
mains a Chance for Your Escape."
preme carelessness with which he re
garded the future, the small value he
set on life. He truly felt as utterly in
different toward fate as his words
signified. Deeply conscious of a life
long ago irretrievably wrecked, every
thing behind a chaos, everything be
fore worthless, for years he had been
actually seeking death; a hundred
times he had gladly marked its ap
parent approach, a smile of welcome
upon his lips. Yet it had never quite
succeeded in reaching him, and noth
ing had been gained beyond a reputa
tion for cool, reckless daring, which
he did not in the least covet. But
now, miracle of all miracles, just as
the end seemed actually attained,
seemed beyond any possibility of be
ing turned aside, he began to experi
ence a desire to live he wanted tc
save this girl.
His keenly observant eyes, trained
by the exigencies of his trade to take
note of small things, and rendered
eager by this newly awakened ambi
tion, scanned the cliff towering above
them. He perceived the extreme ir
regularity of its front, and numerous
peculiarities of formation which had
escaped him hitherto. Suddenly his
puzzled face brightened to the birth of
an idea. By heavens! it might be
done! Surely it might be done! Inch
by inch he traced the obscure passage
seeking to impress each faint detail
upon his memory that narrow ledge
within easy reach of an upstretched
arm, the sharp outcropping of rock
edges here and there, the deep gash
as though some giant ax had cleaved
the stone, those sturdy cedars growing
straight out over the chasm like the
bowsprits of ships, while all along the
way, irregular and ragged, varied rifts
not entirely unlike the steps of a crazy
staircase.
The very conception of such an ex
ploit caused his flesh to creep. But he
was not of that class of men who fall
back dazed before the face of danger.
Again and again, led by an impulse
he was unable to resist, he studied
that precipitous rock, every nerve
tingling to -the newborn hope. God
helping them, even so desperate a
deed might be accomplished, although
it would test the foot and nerve of a
Swiss mountaineer. He glanced again
uneasily toward his companion, and
saw the same motionless figure, the
same somber face turned deliberately
away. Hampton did not smile, but his
square jaw set, and he clinched his
hands. He had no fear that she might
fall him, but for the first time In all
his life he questioned his own courage.
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CHAPTER III.
Between Life and Death.
The remainder of that day, as well
as much of the gloomy night follow-
j lng, composed a silent, lingering hor-
ror. The fierce pangs of hunger nc
j longer gnawed, but a dull apathy now
held the helpless defenders. One cl
the wounded died, a mere lad, Fobbing
pitifully for his mother; an infaitry
man, peering forth frcm his covert,
had been thot In the face, and his
scream echoed among the rocks in
multiplied accents of agony; while
Wyraan lay tossing and moaning, mer
cifully unconscious. The others rerted
in their places, scarcely venturing tc
stir a limb, their roving, wolfish eyes
the only visible evidence of remaining
life, every hope vanished, yet each
man clinging to his assigned post ol
duty in desperation. There was but
little firing the defenders nursing
their slender stock, the savages bi
ding their time. W'hen night shut down
the latter became bolder, and taunted
cruelly those destined to become so
soon their hapless victims. Twice the
maddened men fired recklessly at
I those dancing devils, and one pitched
forward, emitting a howl of pain that
caused his comrades to cower once
again behind their covers. One and
all these frontiersmen recognized the
inevitable before dawn the end must
come. No useless words were spoken;
the men merely clinched their teeth
and waited.
Hampton crept closer in beside the
girl while the shadows deepened, and
ventured to touch her hanc. rerhap
the severe strain of their situation,
the intense loneliness of that Indian
haunted twilight, had somewhat soft
ened her resentment, for she made no
effort now to repulse him.
"Kid," he said at last, "are you game
for a try at getting out of this?"
She appeared to hesitate over her
answer, and he could feel her tumultu
ous breathing. Some portion of her
aversion had vanished. "
"Come, Kid," he ventured finally,
yet with new assurance vibrating in
his low voice; "this is surely a poor
time and place for any indulgence, in
tantrums, and you've got more sense.
I'm going to try to climb up the face
of that cliff yonder, it's the only pos
sible way out from here, and I pro
pose to take you along with me."
She snatched her hand roughly
away, yet remained facing him. "Who
gave you any right to decide what I
should do?"
The man clasped his fingers tightly j
about her slender arm, advancing his
face until he could look squarely into
hers. She read in the lines of that de
termined countenance a inflexible re
solve which overmastered her.
"The right given by Almighty God
to protect any one of your sex in
peril," he replied. "Before dawn those
savage fiends will be upon us. We are
utterly helpless. There remains only
one possible path for escape, and I be
lieve I have discovered it. Now, my
girl, you either climb those rocks with
me, or I shall kill you where you are.
It is that, or the Sioux torture. I have
two shots left in this gun, one for
you, the other for myself. The time
Never Once Did the Man Loosen His
Grasping Grip of His Companion.
has come for deciding which of these
alternatives you prefer."
"If I select your bullet rather than
the rocks, what then?"
"You will get it, but In that case you
will die like a fool."
"You have believed me to be one,
all this afternoon."
"Possibly," he admitted ; "your words
and actions certainly justified some
such conclusion, but the opportunity
has arrived for causing me to revise
that suspicion."
"I don't care to have you revise it,
Mr. Bob Hampton. If I go, I shall hate
you just the same."
Hampton's teeth clicked like those
of an angry dog. "Hate and be
damned," he exclaimed roughly. "All
I care about now is to drag you out of
here alive."
"Well. If you put it that way." she
said, "I'll go."
"Come on,- then," he whispered, his
fingers grasping her sleeve.
She shook off the restraining touch
of his hand as if it were contamination
and sank down upon her knees beside
the inert body. He could barely per
ceive the dim outlines of her bowed
figure, yet never moved, his breath
perceptibly quickening, while he
watched and waited. W'ithout word or
moan she bent yet lower and pressed
her lips upon the cold, white face.
The man caught no more than the
faintest echo of a murmured "Good
by, old dad; I wish I could take you
with me." Then she stood stiffly up
right, facing him. "I'm ready now," she
announced calmly. "You can go on
ahead."
Thy crept among low shrubs and
around the bowlders, carefully guard
ing every slightest movement lest
some rustle of disturbed foliage, or
VViu
sound of loosened stone, might draw
the fire of those keen watchers. Every
inch of their progress was attained
through tedious groping, yet the dis
tance to be traversed was short, and
Hampton soon found himself pressing
against the uprising precipice. Against
that background of dark cliff they
might venture to stand erect, the faint
glimmer of reflected light barely suffi
cient to reveal to each the shadowy
outline of the other.
"Don't move an Inch from this spot,"
he whispered. "It wouldn't be a square
deal. Kid, to leave those poor fellows
to their death without even telling
them there's a chance to get out."
She attempted no reply, as he glided
noiselessly away, but her face, could
he have seen it, was not devoid of ex
pression. This was an act of gener
osity and deliberate courage of the
very kind most apt to appeal to her
nature, and within her secret heart
there was rapidly developing a re
spect for this man, who with such
calm assurance won his own way.
Then, suddenly, that black curtain was
rent by jagged spurts of red and yel
low flame. Dazed for an instant, her
heart throbbing wildly to the sharp
reports of the rifles, she shrank cower
ing back, her fascinated gaze fixed
on those Imp-like figures leaping for
ward from rock to rock. Almost with
the flash and sound Hampton sprang
hastily back and gathered her in his
arms.
"Catch hold. Kid. anywhere: only go
up, and quick!"
She retained no longer any mem
ory, of Hampton; her train was com
pletely terrorized. Inch by inch, feot
by foot, clinging to a fragment of rock
here, grasping a slippery branch there,
occasionally helped by encountering a
deeper gash in the face of the preci
pice, her movements concealed by the
scattered cedars, she toiled feverishly
up. The first time she became aware
that Hampton was closely following
was when her feet slipped along a
naked root, and she would have
plunged headlong into unknown depths
had she not come in sudden contact
with his supporting shoulder. Faint
and dizzy, and trembling like a leaf of
an aspen, she crept forward onto a
somewhat wider ledge of thin rock,
and lay there quivering painfully from
head to foot. A moment of suspense,
and he was outstretched beside her,
resting at full length along the very
outer edge, his hand closing tightly
over her own.
"Remain perfectly quiet." he whis
pered, panting heavily. "We can be
no safer anywhere else."
Shots and yells, the dull crash of
blows, the shouts of men engaged in
a death grapple, the sharp crackling
of innumerable rifles, the inarticulate
moans of pain, the piercing scream of
sudden torture, were borne upward
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to them from out the blackness.
at once the hideous uproar ceased with
a final yelping of triumph, seemingly
reechoed the entire length of the
chasm, in the midst of which one sin
gle voice pleaded pitifully, only to
die away in a shriek. The two agon
ized fugitives lay listening, their ears
strained to catch the slightest sound
from below. Hampton's ears could dis
cern evidences of movement, and he
heard guttural voices calling at a dis
tance, but to the vision all was black.
These uncertain sounds ceased, the
strained ears of the fugitives heard
the crashing of bodies through the
thick shrubbery, and then even this
noise died away in the distance. Yet
neither ventured to stir or speak. It
may be that the girl slept fitfully,
worn out by long vigil and intense j
strain; but the man proved less for- j
tunate, his eyes staring out continual- j
lv into thf hlark void, his thouehts '
upon other days. His features were j
drawn and haggard when the first j
gray dawn found ghastly reflection j
along the opposite rock summit, and '
with blurred eyes he watched the faint '
tinge of returning light steal down- j
ward into the canyon. At last it ;
swept aside thase lower clinging mists, J
as though some invisible hand had
drawn back the night curtains, and
he peered over the edge of his narrow
resting place, gazing directly down I
upon the scene of massacre. With a '
quick gasp of unspeakable horror he
shrank so sharply back as to cause
the suddenly awakened girl to start
and glance into his face.
"What is it?" she questioned, with
quick catching of breath, reading that
which she could not clearly interpret
in his shocked expression.
"Nothing of consequence," and he
faintly endeavored to smile. "I sup
pose I must have been dreaming also,
and most unpleasantly. No; please do
not look down; it would only cause
your head to reel, and our upward
climb is not yet completed. Do you
feel strong enough now to make an
other attempt to reach the top?"
"Can we?" she questioned helplessly.
"We can, simply because we must,"
and his white teeth shut together firm
ly. "There is no possibility of retrac
ing our steps downward, but with the
help of this daylight we surely ought
to be able to discover some path lead
ing up."
He rose cautiously to his feet, press
ing her more closely against the face
of the cliff, thus holding her in com
parative safety while preventing her
from glancing back into the dizzy
chasm. The most difficult portion of
their journey was apparently just be
fore them. More than once they tot
tered on the very brink, held to safety
merely by desperate clutchings at rock
or shrub, yet never once did the man
loosen his guarding grasp of his com
panion. Pressed tightly against the
smooth rock, feeling for every crevice,
every slightest irregularity of surface,
making use of creeping tendril or
dead branch, daring death along every
Inch of the way, these two creepers
at last attained the opening to a little
gulley, and sank down, faint and trem
bling. The girl glanced furtively at
The County
(ties if General Interest Selected
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Loviisville
Krum th Courier.
Mr. and Mrs. A. U.Mayfield, of Den
ver, Colo., visited here forepart of the
week.
Start the New Year right by pat
ronizing your home merchants. It will
pay you in the long run.
Miss Ida Guthman, of Grand Island,
arrived Thursday evening for a prolong
ed visit with her sister, Mrs. W. A.
Krecklow.
Miss Annise Diers of Ulysses, and
Mr. Stanton Allen of Walback, visited
here this week with the Diers and
Tangeman families. Mr. Allen is
principal of the Walbach schools.
Eddie and Willie Gobbleman left on
Thursday of last week for a six week's
visit with relatives and friends at St.
Jacob, 1 11., whom they have not seen for
twelve years.
M. L. Williams was called to Okla
homa this week on accountof the illness
of his mother, who is visiting there
with her sons. Her many old Cass county
friends hope for her speedy recovery.
Someone, whose heart would rattle
in a mustard seed, committed an act
Thursday night that for down right
cussedness has never been equaled in
our town before. Friday morning when
M. N. Drake came down to his restaur
ant he was astonished to find that some
miscreant had thrown a brick through
his store front. The missle must have
been thrown with great force as it went
through two showcases, breaking four
glasses in all. This act is indeed the
limit and the guilty party should be ap
prehended and severly punished.
A Card.
This is to certify that all druggists
are authorized to refund your money if
Foley's Honey and Tar fails to cure
your cough or cold. It stops the cough,
heals the lungs and prevents serious re
sults from a cold. Cures la grippe
coughs and prevents pneumonia and
consumption. Contains no opiates. The
genuine is in yellow packages. Refuse
substitutes. For sale by F. G. Fricke
! & Co., druggists.
Elmwood
From ttie Leader-Echo.
j Miss Nora Rosencrans, of Platts
I mouth, is visiting Elmwood friends and
j relatives.
j Misses Lillian Wheeler and Manota
I Perry, of Plattsmouth, are guests at
i the Will Cook home.
j Henry Arends, traveling agent for
; Fay Stocking Co., is the guest of his
J many Elmwood friends.
i Mr. and Mrs. A. M. Ferguson and
i son, Chrrles, returned from Texas last
j evening. We understand they pur
I chased land.
Our band boys are getting up a con
cert and a home talent play entitled
"A Cheerful Liar," to be given about
February 1st.
Watch for further an
nouncements.
J. W. Earnst departed Tuesday morn
ing for St. Louis, Mo., whpre he will
take a course in architecture and brick
laying in Coyne's trades school.
Mrs. W. C. Bartlett left Monday for
Cozad, Neb., in response to a telegram
announcing the serious illness of her
nephew, a son of Jake Grunden.
G. F. Carr and wife will soon move
to Murdock, where Ole will conduct a
confectionery and short order restaur
ant. Ole is a good chap and we wish
him success in his new location.
Elmwood friends have received word
of the death of Louisa P. Spears at her
home, Ashland, Illinois, on December
29, 1907, at the ripe age of 82 years, 1
month and 4 days. Interment at Green
wood cemetery, Tallula, Ills. Grandma
Spears was a resident of 'Elmwood for
several years, removing to Ashland a
number of years ago.
Bad Stomach Trouble Cured.
Having been sick for the past two
years with a bad stomach stomach trou
ble, a friend gave me a dose of Cham
berlain's Stomach and Liver Tablets.
They did me so much good that I bought
a bottle of them and have used twelve
bottles in all. Today I am well of a
bad stomach trouble. Mrs. John Lowe,
Cooper, Maine. These tablets are for
sale" by F. G. Fricke & Co.
Attended the Banquet Last Night.
George W. Harshman, sr., the irre
pressable democrat, formerly of Avoca,
but sometime makes his home at Traer,
Kan., where he has interests in land
and merchandise, came in this morning
and is visiting with friends in the city,
renewing acqaintances and looking af
ter some business. Mr. Harshman was
at the banquet last evening of the Jack
sonian Club at Omaha, and reports a
good time.
Itch cured is 30 minutes by Wool
ford's Sanitary Lotion. Never fails.
Sold by Gering & Co.. Druggists.
Exchanges J
from thi Colnmnt if frntmnnrri.
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Union
Krorii Um 1-,'(Ikt.
lloy (Jerking went to Lincoln Wednes
day, where takes up a course of ptudy
in the agricultural college.
It. II. Berry of Bloornington, Neb.,
a brother of Mr.. Miles Chilcott, has
been visiting several days at the Chil
cott home east of town.
Geo. W, Edmisten and wife arrived
last Friday from Walthill, and are vis
iting their relatives and numerous
friends here and east of town.
Anton Johnson and wife went to Om
aha last Sunday evening, and as Mr.
Johnson has a good position offered
him they will probably make their
home in that city.
J. C. Lemon and family have their
goods packed, anl expect to leave next
Monday for their new home in Kansas.
They have many friends, here who wish
them prosperity and contentment.
Mrs. Louise Mickle, whose health
has been failing the past few weeks,
went to Nebraska City last Sunday to
remain some timje under treatment in
the hospital, and her many friends hope
her health may , be permanently re
stored. Guy Kimerer came in from Lincoln
Tuesday evening to visit his Union
friends a few days. Guy is the same
"jolly guy" that he was a few years
ago when he was making his home here,
and is a welcome visitor among his
numerous friends.
Samuel Corey and wife, who for some
time have resided near Cedar Creek ;
shipped their household goods last week
to Breckinridge, Mo., and made a few
days visit at the home of Mr. Carey's
parents near here, departing Sunday
for their new home in Missouri.
Mrs. T. D. Buck, who resided in this
vicinity many years and a year ago
located at Riverton, Wyoming, arrived
here Tuesday to make a visit with her
daughter, Mrs. Ernest Carroll, and
other relatives in this part of the coun
ty. She came to Omaha last week and
visited her daughter, Mrs. Ed. Pittman.
Chamberlain's Cough Remedy a Safe
Remedy for Children.
In buying a cough remedy for chil
dren, neyer be afraid to buy Chamber
lain' s Cough Remedy. There is no dan
3er from it and relief is sure to follow.
It is intended especially for coughs,
colds, croup and whooping cough, and
there is no better medicine in the world
for these diseases. It is not only a cer
tain cure for croup, but, when given as
soon as the croupy cough appears, will
prevent the attack. Whooping cough
is not dangerous when this remedy is
given as directed. It contains no opium
or other harmful drugs, and may be
given as confidently to a baby as to an
adult. For sale by F. G. Fricke & Co.
Nehawkat
(From the Uerlst'-r.)
W. II. Porter was laid up the first of
theweek with an attack of appendicitis,
but he is getting along all right now.
Bill is getting high toned.
It is reported that H. E. Duclos will
rent his hotel and that he is going on a
farm in the edge of Otoe county, re
cently vacated by James Lemon.
Mrs. Andrew Corbett of Elmwood,
came in Tuesday morning, having been
called here by the serious illness of her
daughter, Mrs. Harmon Beck, who lives
near Maple Grove.
Mrs. C. D. Keltner has been quite
sick for the past week, which has hin
dered her departure for Iowa, where
she will work in the interest of the
Royal Neighbors.
Roy Kirkpatrick surprised hi3 parents
by coming home on a visit Monday. He
remained until Wednesday evening,
when his business called him back to
Tacoma, Wash., where he is stationed.
Matthew Shoemaker accompanied by
his wife and daughter, Minnie, was a
guest of K. D. Clark last Friday. Mr.
Shoemaker is a democrat like "Jackson
and Jefferson" and is getting ready to
shout for Bryan in this year of our
Lord 1908.
Announcements have been received
of the marriage of Miss Jessie Foxwell
to Mr. T. Edwin Phillips at DesMoines,
Iowa, on Christmas day at the home
of her sister, Mrs. N. Richards. Miss
Jessie was the youngest daughter o
William Foxwell of Plattsmouth, and
taught two terms of school at this place.
E. D. Van Court came down from
from Omaha Monday on a tour of in
spection of the quarries at this place,
and to see some of the stripping done
by blasting. He is more than pleased
with the work here, and will make
some extensive improvements in order
to properly handle the next year's
work. This however has all been left
in Olaf Lundberg's hands and was
spoken of some time ago. With the
beginning of spring work we will . have
one of the most up-to-date quarries in
he state.