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SYNOPSIS.
r**I APTTfR I - A' the b- g n-lin* of greet
e ran the mr ..bHui of the
M reewtjr gleet on'a BuutiUc. drop* deed.
Praee youth. Jesse Floyd, volunteer*.
BM t* r epted.
tHAFTER Il-In the reel during the
t* enty-f -err hour rare S.inlon meet* e
et ranger. Mis Cnrfidr. who Introduce*
her eif The tnerhen:- Lan eaves machine
f»*ea wreck
rH OTKR III -The Mercury win* rare
Paatas feeetve* Ilowers from Miss Car
Use- which he ignores.
i’ll AFTER IV—St a.-tor meets Him C«r
IMr «w a trata. They alight to ukr
walk and train leaves. Stanton and Miss
Ccrhslr follow la auto
CTlAPTm V- Ace! Vnt hr which Sam
l--t. is hurt >s tnye*Ft rd at lunch
with Stanton, teds of Ids boyhood. Stan
ton ngsta meets Miss Carliae and they
♦*ie Me r*er
•Ulead and 4irkmcd with du»t. that
thrrw was a oniv«-.- cal roar of laughter.
"For shame, to alamtor a lady!"
yewred owe.
"Doesn't aba ever waab her face.
Floyd?" called another.
"Can't yog support her without mak
ing her heave coal to. a living?" gibed
a third.
Floyd laughed with the re*t. glanc
ing down sc him self
"Too never aaw oe dreaaed for the
opera." be loaned back, aa be went In
aoartJt at water.
totantou deaceaded from bla car.
Sung bin mask and gauntlet* on the
neat, and followed hi* mechanician
He found him. presently, emerging
damp and refreshed from ablution*
performed in a bucket with the aid of
name cotton * ante.
"Will you come to lunch with me?"
Stanton asked abruptly.
Floyd punned, regarding him in
grave surprise and hesitation.
“Thank you." be began.
Simon made an impatient gesture,
his eye* glinting steel-blue behind
their black lashes.
"Do you want me to apologia* for
ball ring you this morning?" be de
liver the otter * face swept it*
“Hew Did You Becsrr.e an Expert Au
to.v.oO'Je Drlverf"
rUiMH i«tic Midde;. warning of ex
~No; I wanted to be aure that you
want cm. Tb.nk*. Ill come with
ydeaauK.”
He slipped into a lose motor coat,
•ad accompanied StaM rm with a ready
rorC- ,:ij that took no account of
past errata. No reproach could have
ao««d the offender so much, no in
jured di^atty could have ao forced a
curb upon hi* tongue for the future.
It was act to one of the temporary
eating places erected in anticipation of
lb* race carnival that Stanton took
Lis sie-tt. but to a quiet, cool hotel
withla reach. There, the order given,
he lock'd across the width of white
lines at his companion with an odd
•er.se at triumph and satisfaction; he
fell for this boy-man something akin
to the elation with which a youth
takes the admired girl out to dinner
for the Brat time.
“I t: .seed the train, yesterday,” he
remarked. ”1 suppose you had no
trouble getting the car here?”
"None at all.” Floyd confirmed. “I
fancied you accepted Miss Carlisle's
tarteatioa to drive.”
1 did. afterward It was her car I
cranked with the (pork forward.”
t'toyd glanced up. a ripple of incred
ukios ataasesuwt crossing his gray
wyes, but hr said nothing.
“At Wart. 1 set the spark as I bo
Herod right,” Stanton amplified, watch
lag the effort, "and when 1 cranked,
the motor fired over. The person who
■at next to me aaid I left the spark
wrong.”
The incredulity died out of Floyd’i
gasr. bat the wander increased.
"More likely It was changed after
you left it. perhaps by mistake.” be
la a Bush of recollection Stanton
m« Valene Carlisle s little gloved
band dart toward the steering wheel,
>eet before be pulled up the crank.
Could she have moved the sector, and
base corrected her mistake an Instant
tea late7 He rets Ined silent, nor did
Floyd pursue the question.
When the first coarse of the lunch
ana was placed before them. Stanton
aseeaed himself. Quite indifferent to
the waiter's pained disapproval, he
seek the carafe at tea-water and him
■df Tied two glssees
To this year substitute for cock
* queried, and pushed one of
its ever to Floyd,
d. Floyd yet understood,
ss be looked across,
ha assented, and drank tbs
•Mbs. Motorists both,
is ao qonodon at a stronget
Stanioa tamed to the waiter.
•i< Si 7;: ado was pained 7vide.
I • op!e t tug in and cut o! the ret
u. grant J interested!}- at the two
cx .unging comments and questions
S.anton's dark face was wcil-knowp.
and r. face not easily forgcttcu, whil
his c err panion's dress sufficient!;
i.'. itied him as one cf tho race-:
v. ha !: lei tte city's attention dur:..^
the motor r&rniva).
When the dessert was before then
Star-ton suddenly returned to the pe
sor.al note.
"How did you become a finish-d
auto-: chile expert by the age of ’.wen
sy-cr.e?” he questioned bluntly.
"Well. ! believe, you are only fin
or six ;c.rs older," Floyd countered
with a touch of whimsical sadnes.
■ Pitt—I grew up In an automobile fa
tory. I had no mother, no 1 m.-wetn*
-* ail. cud my father made me h7>
uL -ant t p.;;nlP!i V. trurSt m
e»«r>t..lo- i:e knew, and he—well, b
was Lidgar T. Floyd, who owned thv
Comet automobile plant, and who de
signed and built and raced his own
car*."
orrica paspea. n : ere taa bis
m. i ry been, not to recall the name
of Floyd? A multitude of confused
re'-ol.t c-'ions rushed acre-hi.: mir.il,
of that famous manufacturer and
racer for sheer love cf the sport, ci
the superb curs he had built, and c
his death in a railroad wrc-cic, the
previous year.
"lie tied me in his car.” continued
Floyd, with a shadowy smile, "when I
was too young to bs trusted to bold
on. ‘If you are going to lake my me
chanician's seat, Jes,’ he said to me,
'you have get to do my mechanician's
work.’ And by the time 1 v. us ffteen.
1 could. We used to race with the
chief car tester, for combination train
ing, on a mile practice track arouno
the factory. 1 held the wheel myself
at seventy-five miles an hour, before
I was seventeen. And he took me
with him, as a spectator, to every hip
race here and some abroad. Of course
he was training m" to take charge of
the manufacturing business with hi:
not for racing myself. But. some’,
affairs went wrong. When he died,
eighteen months ago, everything col
lapsed and I found nothing 1 ft. Tlv
factory Itself is tied up in n 1; ’.cult; ;
may get that ouf of the rain; build
ings full of silent machinery I have no
capital to use, and no heart to soil."
There was a pause.
"I v.onf r,” Stan'on nr.ur-^d slowly,
"why yea volunteered to act as my
mechanician that night?''
Floyd's gray eyes fis hed to meet
his. : il his color and arima icn rush
ing back.
"Because I love the racing, I love
■ ■ answered, iir; ul>iv. 1/ frank. "1.
1>i m. :'. tbc-r’s Hoed in my vei::
M.i he Bail physicue cf a useless gi..
—•aa't you see how they fight? The
i ry smell cf exhaust gas makes my
hart jurrp and pulses tirrle. Ee
-• . I bad v at v.cd yev often, I
. see you pul oat of the run
;. T- n. I wr tired cf—” he
k< ■! self sb .-p'y "Ought we
u :o go Lai k on ihe course? '
von rose, signaling the waiter.
"Vc.: v v me through il.i-t ditfieul
," bo acknowledged. ‘Tut, veu said
morning that you had a sister; I
•• ndrr you stayed with me for the
.-tai.cn.”
ily sister understands,” Floyd ex
.■'aiicc; he had risen also, and stood
-r a moment beside his chair, his
ui . i erng pare bent on the ground.
'• o knows that I was not brought up
to live woman-fashion. I wish, if ever
; ou hiar anything cf me that you do
" like, that makes you feel different
ly toward me, I wish you too W’culd
. r.i- rtber that I was reared by a man
:c e among men and missed all that
women teach.”
• ' ni on regarded him In an astonUh
m nt at once indulgent and ironic.
“I'm not likely to hear anything of
you that will shock me very badly,”
he dryly returned. “Do you think I
am a gentle girl, myself, Floyd?”
"V<Jt so you could notice it,” sprang
the prompt opinion; the candid gray
eyes laughed out of their short
eclipse.
Ti)<?y went back to the course to
gether.
The next two hours were spent in
repeatedly circling the ten mile course
I in ten minutes; a reasonable practice
I gait, from Stanton’s point of view. On
the last trip he and Floyd disagreed
over a question of mixture, and came
up to the repair pits quarreling vigor
ously. exciting the interest of all be
holders. *
“If 1 don't know when a motor needs
more gas. I’ll go take a correspond
ence course," was Floyd's last retort,
j as be slipped out of his seat.
“It's running like It never did be
fore. and you'll let it alone,” Stanton
sent the definite order after him.
The witnesses grinned at one an
' other.
“Say. Floyd, that's a fine big brute
of a machine you've got there,” com
plimented the broadly amused George,
as the young mechanician went by
him.
"It sure is,” came the cheerful agree
ment.
“Yes. But it’s nothing to the brute
of a driver you've got.”
Floyd paused to glance back.
“Let my driver alone,” he advised.
“Stantcn and I understand each other
all right.”
“Then you bad better quit racing be
fore you're demoralized," Jeered the
other, and turned to find Stanton had
come up behind him.
There was nothing said, Stanton
went on as if he had not heard. But
he carried with him the discovery that
It la the perfection of comradeship to
be able to quarrel without bitterness.
There was a tan-colored automobile
emerged.
"Mr. Stanton,” summoned a low
toned, smooth voice, from the car;
Valerie Carlisle leaned out, extending
a small hand. ,
She was the consummation of cool
daintiness and repose. It was impos
sible to meet her beautiful, concerned
eyes without yielding admiration, at
least.
“I have been waiting here for art
hour,” she informed him. “I am so
distressed that my car should have
:urt you, I shall reproach myself so
much if anything happens to you to
morrow because of ycur strained arm,
that I wanted to ask you about it my
self. A weakness there might kill
you, might it not?”
"It might, if it existed,” he con
firmed. “But the strain dees not trou
ble me. I deserved to pay mere sev
erely for such stupid carelessness."
She did not avoid his keen gaze at
all, yet somehow friied to Impress het
sincerity.
“It was an accident,” she deprecat
ed. “I suppose you just forgot. Frank
ly, though, I wish you were to drive
a Duplex or an Atalanta, tomorrow. I
do not like the Mercury, it is so often
in wrecks.”
“It is faster than either of the otn
ers,” Stanton defended, yet moved in
spite of himself by her anxiety for his
safety. “1 am also obliged to admit
that it is not responsible for any of
our mishaps, so far, at least; I lead it
into, trouble, myself, sometimes.”
iiti lung, Tal»- s.I__ Tapped
her lingers nervously upon the door
panel.
"If you could not race, who would
be likely to win, Mr. Stanton?”
"You are taking it for granted that
I will succeed—I easily may not. But
without the Mercury, probably the Du
plex or the Atalanta on this long road
race. On a track, 1 would choose the
Italian car.”
She listened attentively, then
smiled.
"I am such an amateur; I do not
half understand. I have come with an
invitation frem papa. He wishes to
consult you about auto tires, those
for your next race, and he hopes you
will dine with us, this evening.”
Thoroughly surprised, he promptly
declined.
"Excuse me to Mr. Carlisle; I must
get ready for tomorrow. Moreover, it
is for the Mercury company to discuss
tires, not for me.”
Her small mouth set, she drew aside
her shimmering skirts.
"We will decide that on the way—I
will put you down at your hotel, at
least.”
"Miss Carlisle, I am just from the
course; I am not presentable."
"That is for me to say,” she remind
ed. "Pray do not refuse all my re
quests.”
Almost under compulsion, Stanton
entered the car.
He could have fancied her breathing
was quicker; she gazed at him with
so singular and disproportionate a
triumph as almost to startle him.
Without waiting the chauffeur’s move
ment, she herself slammed the door of
the car and snapped the handle, keep
ing her eyes upon Stanton.
“I thought you would come,” she
murmured, half under her breath, "and
you will dine wifh us.”
CHAPTER VL
Missed.
The most agitated man in Lowell,
on the race morning, was the assist
ant manager of the Mercury company.
And there was a maddening Irony In
bis situation. At a quarter after ten,
fifteen minutes before the first car
was to start, the Mercury stood ready,
with, in his place, the trim, khaki-clad
mechanician, concerning whose pos
sible desertion Mr. Green had spent
much worry. But the driver, Stanton
the unfailing, waa missing. In the
midst of the gay hubbub of the scene,
the Mercury camp was on tbe verge
of frenzy.
“You’ve telephoned to his hotel?”
inquired Floyd, no less troubled be
cause quiet, as Mr. Green came up
wiping his brows.
"Telephoned! I’ve telephoned to
every hotel in the town, to the police,
to—to every one. He went to his ho
tel and dressed for the evening, after
he left here yesterday, and went oft
in an Atalanta automobile with some
confounded woman; that’s all I can
learn. He never came back to the ho
tel, at all.”
Floyd’s slender brown hand shut
hard on the edge of the seat, his lip
curled slightly.
"A woman?” he repeated, his mer
ciless young voice stinging.
“They say so—and I’d as soon have
Valerie Carlisle Leaned Out Extend
ing a Small Hand.
thought of Ralph Stanton getting
drunk.”
“You’d better phone to the insane
asylum,” advised the mechanician,
and turned his back to the whole af
fair, watching the brilliant spectacle
before him with scornful gray eyes.
Five minutes passed, ten. The first
car was called to its station. The Mer
cury had drawn fifth in the lottery for
place. Just four minutes before the
starting hour, a taxicab bowled furi
ously across the crowds, came to a
iorVy ston_"*t the,edj;e cf.^he rourse,
To be continued
Le Warned.
It isn’t safe to put much trust , in
a man who is good merely because
• he expects his goodness to be no
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Chautauqua August 17 to|21
To Whom It May Concern.
It was the now janitor in the apart
ment house where the Browns live
who tacked up the following subtle
notice inside the dumbwaiter, ^lt was
hand painted, every S being a capital
and carefully turned backward: “You
must not put nothing on the dum
water you can put bottles on win I
call for the gabbig I know who put It
on.”
Made in Presence of Customer.
An enterprising Chicago dairymen
has recently aaded to his list of elec
tricity-driven appliance a one and one
half horsepower motor for driving a
churn. His patrons buy cream of
him. and for a small charge have it
mr.de into butter on the spot The
raethbd is net cnly an excellent ad
vertisement for the tradesman, but is
also instructive for the children and
others in the neighborhood.
Their Heavy Handicap.
How many women are born too fine
ly organized in sense and soul for the
highway they must walk with feet un
shod.—Oliver Wendell Holmes.
EXTRA
Nebraska People
Rejoice at the Announce
ment of the return of the
United Doctors
Will be in Loup City at Miburn Hotel
Tuesday and Wednesday
July 30th, and 31st
Two days Only
Consultation and Examination
free this trip
I ne great ana gooa wore
of these doctors in the west
during the past three years
has gained for them a stand
ing that places them in the
high rank t)f specialism and
merits for them the most im
plicit confidence in every vi
cinity they have visited in
the state.
The doctors that constitute this or
ganization of specialists were selected
fron different parts of the country
and are medical specialists of ability
and success. The sole object in view
when organizing, that each one might
be benefited and enlightened by the
experience of the others which of
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cures of diseases of the stomach, in
testines, liver, blood, skin, granulated
eyelids, nerves,heart, spleen kidneys
or bladder, rheumatism,dropsy, ulcers
weak lungs, and those afflicted with
long standing, deep seated, cronic
diseases, that have baffled the skill
of the family physician, should not
fail to call.
According to their system no more
operations for appendicitis, gallstones
tumors, goiter or certain forms of
cancer. They are among the first in
America to earn the name of the
'‘Bloodless surgeons," by doing away
with the knife, with blood and with
all pain in the succesf ul treatment of
these dangerous diseases.
If you have kidney or bladder
troubles, bring a two ounce bottle of
your urine for examination.
Their Hypodermic injection treat
ments for cancer, tumor, tubercular
glands, piles, old sores, is the best
curative treatment in the world.
\ Married ladies must come with
their husbands and minors with their
parents.
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Chautauqua Hugust 17, to 21
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MORE LIBERAL THAN EVER BEFORE
Just think Of it! Only 2i months’ actual residence re
quired during 3 years, instead of 6U months as before. Write
today and let me tell you abont the—
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in the Big Horn Basin. Free Homestead
Tweleve years time to pay in Wyo. A good chance for
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terest. Only small payments others to obtain valuable diary
first five years- ^nd stock fsrms
Included in New Lew 5 Months Absonco Each Year
What This New Law Means
This new law is the result of the joint wisdom of the best posted laQd
men of the west. You can be away from youi homestead 5 months each
year earning money to improve your farm. Toe 6 months’ time of residence
csn be employed to'get in shape for keeping stock, and a patent thus early
secured gives you credit to buy enough stock to start with.
Lend for new folder telling all about the soil, crops grown, conviencies to
timber, coaland other advantages for home building. When writing let me
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H|i D. Clem Deaver, Immigration Agent
Smm|S 1004 Farnam Street, Omaha Nebraska
Along R. R. No. 2.
The ball game between Divide and
Bloody *Run was won by Divide. Score
5 to 4.'
Hugh Cash sold hogs at Loup City
last Friday.
Mr. and Mrs. Milt Rentfrow and
daughter, Mr. and Mrs. B. Coulton.
attended the celebration at Wiggle j
Creek the Fourth.
It has been years since the bushes
along the creeks have been loaded
with plums, cherries and grapes like
they are this year.
Clayton Conger played ball down
by Lars P. Neilson’s Sunday.
Will Miller and Wilber Curry have
each cut the weeds along their lines
the past week.
Vincent Bogard was at Loup City
with a load of porkers Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. Will Criss were out to
Wiggle Creek in their auto the
Fourth.
John Gallaway commenced cutting
his wheat on Hattie Hayhurst's place
Saturday.
Mrs. Homer Hughes has improved
fast since her last operation and was
at the celebration on Wiggle Creek
the Fourth.
Mrs. Frank Daddow got struck on
the side of her head with a foul ball
during the game between Wiggle
Creek and Austin on the Fourth. It
was very painful at the time.
Jim Me Beth was cutting wheat for
John Gallaway Monday.
C. Heisner is working for George
McFadden.
Mr. and Mrs. Tom McFadden and
family, Mr. and Mrs. Albert Snyder
and family, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Dad
dow and daughter and Miss Adeline
Daddow spent Sunday at H. W. Bro
dock’s.
Mr. and Mre. J. H. Burwell and
daughter took dinner with Clark
Allemen's Sunday.
Mrs. Ira Daddow and children spent
Monday afternoon with Mrs. Tom
McFadden.
Eva and Lilia Goodwin visited their
sister, Mrs. Wilber Currey, Tuesday.
N. P. Nielson marketed hogs at ,
Loup City the past week.
Jorgen Plarabeek was cutting Geo.
McFadden’s wheat the past week.
The "Big Four" were doing some '
road work on Route 2 Tuesday. '
Winter wheat cutting is the order \
of the day and will go all the way !
from ten to thirty bushels per acre,1
and has a plump berry- Early oats
almost ready to cut and some late oats
commencing to ripen. The second
cutting of alfalfa has commenced and
the crop will be fair to good: hay is
fair and needs a good rain: the aver
age amount of corn is only a little
over a knee high but most of it grow
ing fast: pastures are not good as last
week: potatoes are good on part of
the route.
. The Wiggle Creek celebration on
the Fourth commenced with a parade
at 10:30 and there was a continous
program during the entire day.
There was everything one could wish
for. even one of the finest rains of the
season covered all the Wiggle Creek
country, with one to one and a half
inches of rain. The address by Prof.
J. H. Burwell was fine and all others
did their parts well. Kay rode a
bucking bronco which vyas said to be
the best that lias ever been seen on
the creek. The drill on horse back
was also good. The potato race was
an exciting one. A six inning ball
game between Wiggle Creek and
Austin was won by Wiggle Creek,
the score standing 0 to 0. The stand
and baby rack did a rushing business.
Free baths were not on the program
but a great many got one during the
heavy rain and wind storm that came
up suddenly. A good many got to the
church and school house just as the
storm broke and it was a stampede
to see who should get in first. When
the storm was at its worst several
buggies were driven along by the
wind into the horses tied to the hitch
rack, throwing several to the ground.
The horses were not hurt but several
buggies were badly damaged. Some
spring seats on the wagons were
picked up and blown several rods.
A few hail stone fell. The rain seemed
to be the heaviest just south of Roy
Conger’s and Will Bearen’s. The
rain followed almost the exact course
of the last rain. All of the west part
of Route 2 at and west of Will Mill
er’s need rain.
Rural Carrier
Examination
At Litchfield and Loup Citv\ Ne
braska, for Sherman county,Saturday
July 27th, 1912
The United States Civil Service
Commission announces an examina
tion on the date and at the places
named above, as a result of which it
is expected to make a certification to
till a vacancy in the position of rural
carrier at Litchfield and other va- <
cancys as they may occur on rural
routes at post offices in the above
named county, unless it shall be de
cided in the interests of the service
to fill the vacancy by reinstatement,
transfer, or promotion. The usual
jntrance salary for rural carriers is - ,
from $600 to $1000 per annum.
Age limit 18 to 55. on the date of
examination. The maximum age
limit is waived in cases of persons
Honorably discharged from the United
states military or naval service. 1
An applicant must have his actual
domicile in the territory supplied by
i postoffice in the county for which
die examination is announced.
The examination is open to all male
;itizens of the United States who can A
onply with the requirements.
Application form 1341, and full in- ^A
ormation concerning the require
nents of the examination, can be st -
:ured from the secretary of the local J
examining board or the postmaster
it any of the places named above, or
rom the U. S. Civil Service Com
nission, Washington, D. C.
John C. Black
President