Cavanagh,
Forest
Ranger
The Great Conservation
Novel
By HAMLIN GARLAND
Copyright. 1910. by Hamlin Garland
niHgistrute. which happens to be tils
ley of Itturiu Fork. I'll mute an ex
ample of you fellows."
There was nothing for (Jresd to say
and nothing fur Kilwunls to do hut
obey, for a resolute ranger with in
excellent wenpoii of the latent ami
most Approved nugulnr pattern sUmm!
ready to enforce his enimiiitiiri. and
hen the pink was revincln-d Cava
nagh waved an Imperative hand. "I
guess I'll have to take charge of your
guns." he said, and they yielded with
out a word of protest. "Now inarch!
Take the left hand trail."
CHAPTER X.
THE POACHERS.
ONE morning as he topped the
rise between the sawmill and
bis own station Cavanagh
beard two rifle shots in quick
accession snapping across the high
peak on his left Bringing his horse
to stand, he unslung bis fleldglasses
and slowly-and minutely swept the
tawny slopes of Sheep mountain, from
which the forbidden sounds seemed ttt
ome.
"A herder shooting coyotes," was his
first thought. Then, remembering that
there were no camps in thnt direction
and that a flock of mountain sheep
wMch he bnd been guarding careful
ly) habitually fed round that grassy
peak, his mind changed. "I wonder if
those fellows nre after those sheep,"
be mused as he angled dotvn the
lope. "I reckon It's up to me to Bee."
In less thnn three hours he was over
on the trail in the canyon, quite cer
tain that the hunters were still above
him. lie rode quietly up the valley.
pausing often to listen and to scruti
nize the landscape, but no sign of
campflre and no further rifle shots
came, and at last he went into camp
upon the trail, resolved to wait till the
poachers appeared, a ward which his
experience as a soldier helped blni to
maintain without nodding.
In these long hours his thought play
ed about the remembrance of his last
visit to the Fork and his hour with
Lee. He wondered what one was do
ing at the moment. How charming
she had looked there at Itedfields' so
girlish in form, so serious and woman
ly of face!
He felt as never before the lneludl
lie loneliness of the ranger's life. The
guardians of these high places must
forever be solitary. No ranger could
rightfully be husband and father, for
to bring women and children into these
solitudes would be cruel.
He put all this aside for the time-
by remembering that he was a soldier
under orders and that marriage was a
long way off, and so smoked his pipe
and waited for the dawn, persistent
as ft Sioux and as silent as a fox.
At daylight, there being still no sign
of his quarry, he saddled his horse and
was about to ride up the trail when
'he caught the sound of voices and
the sharp click of Iron hoofs on the
rocks above him. With his horse
bridle in his arm he awaited the ap
proachtng horsemen, resolute and ready
to act.
As the marauders rounded the el
bow la the trail he was surprised to
A couple of hours of slleut travel
brought them to the raugor'a cabin,
and there he ordered a dismount.
As the coffee was boiling he lectured
them briefly. "You fellows are not
entirely to blame," he remarked phili
sophically. "You've been educated to
think a game warden a joke and Un
cle Sam a long way off. But things
huve change a bit. The law of the
state has mude me game warden, and
I'm going to show you how it works.
It's my duty to see that you go down
the road and down you go!"
Edwards, the guide, was plniuly
Tery uneasy and made several at
tempts to reach Cavauagh's private
ear and at last succeeded. "I've been
fooled into this," he urged. "I was
hard up and a stranger In the country,
and this young fellow hired me to
guide him across the range. 1 didn't
shoot a thing. 1 swear 1 dldu't. If
you'll let me oft I'll hit the trail to
the west and never look back. Don't
take me down the road. Let me off!"
"1 can't do that," replied Cavanagh,
but his tone was kindlier, for he per
ceived that the old fellow was thin,
hollow chested and poorly clad. "You
knew you were breaking the laws.
didn't you?"
This the culprit admitted. "Rut I
wns working for Sam Gregg, and w hen
Joe asked me to go show hi in the trail
1 didn't expect to get cinched for kill
ing game. I didn't fire a shot now
that's the truth."
'Nevertheless," retorted Ross, "you
were pneklug the head, and I must
count you in the game."
Edward fell silent then, but some
thing in his look deepened the ranger's
pity. His eyes were large and dark,
and his face so emaciated that he
seemed fit only for a sanitarium.
The trip to the Fork (timed to the
gait of a lazy pack horse) was a tedious
eight hours' march, and it was nearly
7 o'clock when they arrived at the out
skirts of the village. . !
To the casual observer in a town of
this character there was nothing spe
cially noticeable . In three horsemen
driving a pack horse, but to those
whose eyes were keen the true rela
tionship of the ranger to his captives
was Instantly apparent, and when they
alighted at Judge Hlgley's office a
bunch of eager observers quickly col
lected. "Hello, Joe! What luck?" called Bal
lard. "Our luck was a little too good we
caught a game warden," replied the
young scapegrace.
Tha rauger was chagrined to find the
office of the justice closed for the day
and, turning to his captives, said: "I'm
hungry, and I've no doubt you are.'
ieen known to disappear before when
there was some real work to be done."
Lee went back to her own task with
a vague sense or alarm, "certainty
they will not dare to Interfere with an
officer In the discharge of his duties."
she thought.' She was eaeer to see
him. and the thought that he might tie
obliged to ride away to Chauvenet
without a word to her gave her a deep
er feeling of auno.vance and unrest.
That he was in any real danger she
could not believe.
It was disheartening to Cavanagh to
see how some of the most Influential
citizens coutrived to give encourage-
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recognize In the leader young Gregg.
The other man was a stranger, an old
er man, with a grizzled beard, and tall
and stooping figure,
rilello. Joe!" culled the ranger.
"You're astir early!"
The youth's fat face remained Imper
turbable, but his eyes betrayed uneasi
ness. "Yes, It's a long pull into town."
"Been buntlug?" queried the ranger,
mill with cheery, polite Interest.
"Ob. no; Just visiting one of my
sheep en mps."
Cavauach's voice was a little less
suave. "Not on this creek," he de
clared. "1 uioved your herder last
week." Ho walked forward. "That's
a heavy lond for a short trip to a
sheep camp." He put bis band on tho
pack. "I guess you'll have to open
this, for I heard two shots yesterduy
morning up where that flock of moun
tain sheep Is running, aud. further
more. I can see blood stalus on this
saddle blunket."
Gregg threw out a band in com
mand. "Onen it tin. Edwards!" he
tirld sullenly.
Off came the outfit, and under the
tent lay the uoble head of a wild ram
a look of reproach still In hU splendid
yellow eyes.
Cavauagh's face hardened. "I
thought so. Now heave it back and
thufki uu. iLi J'UU- til. thy uenitwt,
I'm going to take you into Mike Hal-
Bey's saloon for supper, but remember
you are my prisoners."
In fifteen mluutes the town was rum
bling with the news. Under Ballurd's
devilry all the latent hatred of the
ranger and all the concealed opposition
to tho forest service came to the sur
face like the scum on a pot of broth.
The saloons and eating bouses boiled
with Indignant protest. "What busi
ness is It of Ross Cavunagh's?" they
demanded. "What coll has he to In
terfere? He's not a game wardeu."
"Y'es, he Is. All these rangers are
game wardens," corrected another.
"No, they're not. They huve to be
commissioned by the governor."
Well, he's been commissioned. He's
warden all right.."
"I don't believe It. Anyhow, he's too
fresh. He needs to have a halt. Iiet'g
do him. Let's bluff him out."
Lee Virginia was in the kitchen su
perintending the service when one of
the waiters cume In breathless with
excitement. "Ross Cavanagh has shot
Joe Gregg for killing sheep!"
Lee faced her with blanched face.
"Who told you so?"
"They re ail talking about it out
there. Gee. but they re hot! Some of
em want to lynch him."
Lee hurried out Into the dining room.
which was crowded with men and
voicing deep excitement.
A half dozen men were standing be
fore the counter talking with Llze. but
Lee pushed in to Inquire wlfh white,
inquiring face: "What Is It all about?
What has happened?"
"Nothing much." Llze replied con
teniptuously, "but you'd think a horse
bnd been stole. Ross has nipped Joe
Gregg and one of his herders for kill
Ing mountain sheep."
"Do you mean he shot them?"
"Y'es; he fook their heads."
Lee stood aghast. "What do you
meun? Whose heads?"
Llze laughed. "The sheep's heads,
Oh. don't be scared! No one is hurt
yet."
The girl flushed with confusion as
the men roared over her blunder. "One
of the girls told nie Mr. Cavanagh had
killed a man." she explained. "Where
Is he?"
Llze betrayed annoyance. "They say
he's taking supper at Mike Halsey's
though why he didn't come here I
don't see. What's he going to do?"
she asked. "Won't the marshal take
the men off his hands?"
"Not without warrant from Hlgley,
and Hlgley Is out of town. Ross '11
have to hold 'em till Hlgley gets bock
or else take "em over to Chauvenet,
Llflnoried,. "Old lllgleyj, Yes, he
nient to the dorms element of the
town. A wink, a gesture, a careless
word to the proper messenger, cou
veyed to the saloou rouuders an assur
ance of sympathy which inflamed their
resentment to the murderous noiut. It
was confessedly one of the worst com
munlties in the state.
"Let's run Cavanagh!" was the sug
gestion of several of Gregg's friends.
The fact thnt the ranger was a com
missioned officer of the law aud that
the ram's head had been found on the
poacher's pack made very little dif
ference to these Irresponsible Insti
gators to assault. It was wonderful
how highly that loafing young roscul
Joe Gregg, was prized at the moment.
"It's an outrage that the son of a lead
ing citizen should be held up In this
vay by one of the forestry Cossacks,"
declared one of the merchants.
The discussion which took place
over the bars of the town was at the
riot heat by 9 o'clock, and soon after
10 a crowd of howling, whooping bad
boys and disreputable ranch hands
were parading the walks, breathing
out vile threats against the ranger.
Accustomed to men of this type, Cav
anagh watched them come and go at
Halsey's bar with calculating eyes.
"There will be no trouble for an hour
or two, but meanwhile what is to be
done? Hlgley !s not to be found, and
the town marshal Is also 'out of
town.'" To Ilalsey he said: "I am
acting, as you know, undt r both fed
eral and state authority, and I call
upon you as a law abiding citizen to
aid me In holding these men prisoners.
I shall camp right here till morning
or until the magistrate or the marshal
relieves me of my culprits."
Ilalsey was himself a sportsman a
genuine lover of hunting and a fairly
consistent upholder of the game laws;
but, perceiving that the whole town
had apparently lined up In opposition
to the ranger, he lost courage. His
consent was half hearted, and he edg
ed away toward the front window of
his barroom, nervously seeking to be
neutral "to carry water on both shout
ders," as the phrase goes.
The talk grew less jocular as the
drinks took effect, and Nelll Ballnrd.
separating himself from the crowd,
came forward, calling loudly: "Come
out o' there. Joe! Come out and have
a drink!"
His words conveyed less of battle
than his tone. He was. In fact, urging
a revolt, and Cavanagh knew It.
Gregg rose as if to comply. ' The
ranger stopped him.
"Keep your seat." said he. and to
I Ballard he warnlngly remarked, "And
you keep nwny from my prisoners.
"Do you own this saloon?" retorted
the fellow truculently. "I reckon Hal
sey's customers have some rights.
What are you doing here, anyway?
This is no jail."
Ilalsey has given me the privilege
of holding my prisoners here till the
justice is found. It Isn't my fault that
the town is without Judge or jail."
He was weakened by the knowledge
that Ilalsey had only half consented to
aid Justice, but his pride was roused.
and he wus determined upon carrying
his arrest to its legitimate end. "I'm
going to see that these men are pun
ished If ! have to carry them to Sul
phur City." he added.
Smash the lights!" shouted some
one at the back.
Here was the first real note of war,
and Ross cried out sharply, "If a man
lifts n ha ud toward the light I'll cut
It off!"
There was a stealthy movement In
the crowd, and. leaping upon the
counter, a reckless cub reached for
the lamp.
Cavauagh's revolver shattered the
globe lu the fellow's very palm. "Get
down from there!" he commanded.
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II BRIGHT FUTURE
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Our Fair City Forging to tha
Front as Rapidly as Any City In
Nebraska of Its Slie.
Kvidently Plattsmouth has as
bright u future as any city of its
size in the stale of Nebraska. In
the past few years it has been
forging to the front, due to a
great extent to a well organized
and energetic! Commercial club. In
tin; past few years the club has
done marvelous work for the city,
ami by their efforts several fac
tories have been located in our
midst. It was through their ef
forts with the Hurlington com
pany that the brass foundry of tho
shops was retained here. And
the ofllcers of the Commercial
clnli are negotiating with other
enterprises that desire to locate
somewhere in the west, and they
put in most of their spare time
from their own business to such
mailers as are calculated to bene
fit
as large as walnuts and broke out
all of tho windows in the north
and west sides of the homes in the
path of the storm. The corn was
cut off even with the ground,
while the wheat and oats were
beaten into the earth on nearly
every farm heard from and will
be a total loss. The storm cover
ed a strip over five miles in length
and two miles wide,
Among the largo farmers whoso
crops were nearly all destroyed
were: Ora llaker, J. F. Slooker,
H. Kasbohni, Daniel Heiser and
John C. Walker.
At Ora Baker's, his' son, John,
and two hired men were blown In
to a barbed wire fence and so bad
ly injured that they required
medical treatment. All of the
wheat and nearly all of the corn
in that district is a total loss, but
no estimate of the actual loss can
be made until telephone connec
tions are restored over the de
vastated district.
lineup of. the IMuUsmoulh team
was: Larson, catch; Long, pitch;
Andy, shortstop; Perry, first base;
I ten son, second base; Drink, third,
base; Hallstrotn, left field; Rabb,
right field; Drink, center field.
Twenty-five Years Ago Yesterday. -
From Sutiirdiiy'a Pally.
Twenty-five years ago, June 16,
South Dend, in Ibis county, was
swept by a disastrous cyclone, aU
most every house in the village
being leveled to the ground. W,
J. Ptrelght of this city has a dis
tinct recollection of being carried
three-fourths of a mile by the.
wind before he could grab a
sapling thai would hold , his
weight. Other citizens of the vil
lage had similar experiences. '
(To De Continued.)
Married at the Rectory.
From Saturday'! Dally.
Mr. Charles W. Ellis and Miss
Verna Nelson, both of Omaha, ar
rived on No. 4 this morning, ac
companied by Mrs. Lizzie Utter
hack, sister of Mr. Ellis, and Mrs
Ella Nelson, mother of Miss Nel
son. A marriage license was pro
cured at the county judge's office
and tho party repaired to St
Luke's rectory, where Canon Bur
gess performed the ceremony
which united the lives and for
tunes of Mr. Ellis and Miss Nelson
for life. Tho wedding was a very
pretty one, both groom and bride
being stylishly attired. Mrs. Ut
terback formerly resided in this
city and her brother holds a good
posilion as express messenger
for . the Adams Express company
Plattsmouth at large.
The building of the IMatle river
wagon bridge, while not reany
one of the enterprises of the Com
mercial club, is endorsed by the
members thereof for the same
reason that the Journal favors the
proposition, that the completion
of the structure will prove a great
benefit, generally speaking, to our
city, by the advent of many new
faces which will pass to and fro
through town. There are perhaps
some of our people who do not
view Ibis matter in the same light
that the Journal does, but that is
simply a difference in opinion,
that is all. The bridge will be
built, nevertheless, and arrange
ments nre being perfected to
commence work on the structure
as soon as possible and rush it to
completion in short order.
Another evidence of a bright
future for Plaltsmoulh is the
property changes that are being
made almost daily, and new resi
dents coming m, many old resi
dences being repaired and the
huslling air that predominates all
over the city. "See Plattsmouth
Succeed" has proved a very wise
motto, and our people are de
lerniined to carry it out to the
very letter.
Judge Newell Improving.
The many firends of Judge V
II. Newell will be pleased to know
that since undergoing the opera
lion a few days ntro he has been
steadily improving nnd is gaining
strength every day. At the pres
enl rale of improvement he will be
able to be out in a week or two.
Subscribe for tne Dally Journal
Ball Qame Yesterday.
From Saturday' Dally.
The Olenwood and Platlsmoufh
1 ball teams crossed bats again
I .yesterday on the bar diamond and
played four innings before being
slopped by Hie rain. At the first
half the fifth inning, when the
game was stopped, IMaltsmoiil h
had one man on bases and one
out, and the score stood Platts
mouth, 0; (ilenwood, 7. Plalts
moulh made two runs in the first.
nnd four in the fourth inning. The
Wanted.
A middle-aged lady as house
keeper fof a widower of 31 years
with four children, tho youngest
being 7 years of age. For par
ticulars call on or write R. G.
Dailey, Nehawka, Nebraska.
6-12-tfd&w.
For: Commissioner.
We are authorized to announce
C. M. Seybert of Louisville as a
candidate for commissioner front
the Second district, subject to tha
will of the democratic voters at
tho primary election in August.
Mr. and Mrs. M. Fanger arrived
from Omaha this morning, where
Mr. Fanger had been on business.
THE STORM IN OTOE !
. COUNTY VERY SEVERE
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One of the Worst Hall Storms
That Has Visited the County
In Many Years.
From Saturday"! Dally.
The following additional ac
count of the severe storm in Otoo
county appears in a special from
Nebraska City, under dato of this
morning:
One of the worst hail storms
that has visited this county in
some lime passed seven miles
west of this city this afternoon.
It was accompanied by a heavy
wind that blew down telephone
and telegraph poles and uprooted
trees, and it is hard to get any
information from these districts.
As far as can be learned no one
was killed, but a number of men
and horses were blown into barb
ed wire fences and injured. Out
buildings were wrecked and trees
uprooted. The wind blew a per
fect gale and tho hailstones wero
IF you take any part in the celebration
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t doing, better be well dressed. ' '
We have some unusually good blue serge suits; styles
correct, qualities all wool, prices right.
We have other fabrics, of course; grays, browns, tang
and blue-graysin all-wool fabrics.
Suits from $10 to $35
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