THE
PRODIGAL
k JUDGE
i {J3y Vauoham Kester.
I In i/sT/fA r/o/ys By D.MelvuZ
I Copro***r. /9". T#c Ooees -MeMton Commit
SYNOPSIS.
The scene at the opening of the story 1b
laid in the library of an old worn-out
southern plantation, known as the Bar
ony. The place is to be sold, and its
history and that of the owners, the
Quintards, is the subject of discussion by
Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man, a
stranger known as Bladen, and Bob
Yancy, a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne
Hazard, a mysterious child of the old
southern family, makes his appearance.
Yancy tells how he adopted the boy. Na
thaniel Ferris buys the Barony, but the
Quintards deny any knowledge of the
hoy. Yancy to keep Hannibal. Captain
Murrell, a friend of the Quintards, ap
pears and asks questions about the Bar
ony. Trouble at Scratch Hill, when Han
nibal is kidnaped by Dave Blount. Cap
tain Murrell's agent. Yancy overtakes
Blount, gives him a thrashing and secures
tlie boy. Yancy appears before Squire
Balaam, nnd is discharged with costs for
the plaintiff. Betty Malroy, a friend of
the Ferrises, has an encounter with Cap
tain Murrell, who forces his attentions on
her, and is rescued by Bruce Carrington.
Betty sets out for her Tennessee home.
Carrington takes the same stage. Yancy
and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on
their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home
of Judge Slocum Price. The Judge recog
nizes in the boy. the grandson of an old
time friend. Murrell arrives at Judge’s
home. Cavendish family on raft rescue
Yancy, who is apparently dead. Price
breaks jail. Bettv and Carrington arrive
at Belle Plain. Hannibal’s rifle discloses
some startling things to the judge. Han
nibal and Bettv meet again. Murrell ar
rives in Belle 'Plain. Is playing for big
stakes Yancy awakes from long dream
less sleep on board the raft. Judge Price
makes startling discoveries in looking up
land titles. Charles Norton, a young
planter, who assists the Judge, is mys
teriously assaulted. Norton informs Car
rington that Betty has promised to marry
him. Norton is mysteriously shot. More
light on Murrell’s plot. He plans upris
ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni
bal. visits Betty, and she keeps the boy
as & companion. In a stroll Betty takes
with Hannibal they meet Bess Hicks,
daughter of the overseer, who warns
Betty' of danger and counsels her to
leave Belle Plain at once. Betty, terrl
way their carriage it stopped by Slosson.
fled, acts on Bess* advice, and on their
the tavern keeper, and a confederate, and
Betty and Hannibal are made prisoners.
The pair are taken to Hicks' cabin, in an
almost Inaccessible spot, and there Mur
rell visits Betty and reveals his part in
the plot and his object. Betty spurns
his proffered love and the interview is
ended by the arrival of Ware, terrified
at possible outcome of the crime. Judge
Price, hearing of the abduction, plans ac
tion. The Judge takes charge of the
situation, and search for the missing ones
Is instituted. Carrington visits the judge
and allies are discovered. Judge Price
visits Colonel Fentress, where he meets
Yancy. and Cavendish. Becoming enraged.
Price dashes a glass of whisky Into the
colonel’s face and a duel is arranged. Mur
rell is arrested for negro stealing and his
bubble bursts. The Judge and Mahaflfy
discuss the coming duel. Carrington
makes frantic search for Betty and the
hoy. Carrington finds Betty and Hanni
bal, and a fierce gun fight follows. Yancy
appears and assists in the rescue. Bruce
Carrington and Betty come to an under
standing.
CHAPTER XXX.—(Continued.)
An hour later Pegloe's black boy
presented himself to the judge. He
came bearing a gift, and the gift ap
propriately enough was a square case
bottle of respectable size. The judge
was greatly touched by this attention,
but he began by making a most tem
perate use of the tavern-keeper's of
fering; then as the formidable docu
ment he was preparing took shape un
der his hand he more and more lost
that feeling of Spartan fortitude
which had at first sustained him in
the presence of temptation. He wrote
and sipped in complete and quiet lux
ury, and when at last he had exhaust
ed the contents of the bottle it oc
curred to him that it would be only
proper personally to convey his thanks
to Pegloe. Perhaps he was not un
*' Inspired in this by ulterior hopes; if
so, they were richly rewarded. The
resources of the City Tavern were
suddenly placed at his disposal. He
attributed this to a variety of causes
all good and sufficient, but the real
reason never suggested itself; indeed
it was of such a perfidious nature that
the judge, open and generous-minded,
could not have grasped it.
By six o’clock he was undeniably
drunk; at eight he was sounding still
deeper depths of Inebriety, with only
the most confused memory of impend
ing events; at ten he collapsed and
was borne upstairs by Pegloe and his
black boy to a remote chamber In the
kitchen wing. Here he was undressed
and put to bed. and the tavern-keep
er, making a bundle of his clothes, re
tired from the room, locking the door
after him, and the judge was doubly
a prisoner.
Rousing at last from a heavy,
dreamless sleep the judge was aware
of a faint impalpable light in his room,
the ashen light of a dull October dawn!
He was aware, too, of a feeling of
profound depression. He knew this
was the aftermath of indulgence and
that he might look forward to forty
eight hours of utter misery of soul,
and, groaning aloud, he closed his
eyes. Sleep was the thing if he could
compass it. Instead, his memory
quickened. Something was to hap
pen at sun-up—he could not recall
what it was to be, though he distinct
ly remembered that MahalTy had
spoken of this very matter—Mahaffy,
the austere and implacable, the dis
embodied conscience whose fealty to
duty had somehow survived his own
spiritual ruin, so that he had become
a sort of moral sign-post, ever point
ing the way yet never going it him
self.
The judge lay still and thought
deeply as the light Intensified itself.
What was it that Mahaffy had said j
he was to do at sun-up? The very
hour accented his suspicions. Prob
ably it was no more than some cheer
less obligation to be met, or Mahaffy
would not have been so concerned
about it. Eventually he decided to
refer everything to MahalTy. He
spoke his friend’s name weakly and
in a shaking voice, but received no
answer.
“Solomon!” he repeated, and shift
ing his position, looked in what should
have been the direction of the shake
down bed his friend occupied. Neith
er the bed nor Mahaffy were there.
The judge gasped—he wondered ir
this wTere not a premonition of certain
hallucinations to which he was not a
stranger. Then all in a flash he re
membered Fentress and the meeting
at Boggs’, something of how the eve
ning had been spent, and a spasm of
regret shook him.
"I had other things to think of. This
must never happen again!” he told
himself remorsefully.
He was wide-awake now. Doubt
less Pegloe had put him to bed. Well.
He was beginning to experience a
great sense of haste; It was two miles
to Boggs’ and Fentress would be there
at sun-up. Finally he abandoned bis
quest of the missing garments and
turned to the door. To say that he
was amazed when he found it locked
would have most inadequately de
scribed his emotions. Breathing deep,
he fell back a step or two, and then
with all the vigor he could muster
launched himself at the door. But it
resisted him.
’’It's bolted on the other side!" he
muttered, the full measure of Peg
loe's perfidy revealing itself to his
mind. He was aghast. It was a plot
to discredit him. Pegloe’s hospitality
had been inspired by his enemy, for
Pegloe was Fentress’ tenant.
Again he attacked the door; he be
lieved it might be possible to force it
from its hinges, but Pegloe had done
his work too well for that, and at
last, spent and breathless, the judge
dropped down on the edge of his bed
to consider the situation. He was
without clothes and he was a pris
oner, yet his mind rose splendidly to
meet the difficulties that beset him.
Hls greatest activities were reserved
for what appeared to be only a sea
son of despair. He armed himself with
a three-legged stool he had found and
turned once more to the door, but the
stout planks stood firm under his
blows.
"Unless I get out of here in time
I'm a ruined man!” thought the judge.
"After this Fentress will refuse to
meet me!”
The window next engaged hls at
tention. That, too, Pegloe had taken
the precaution to fasten, but a single
savage blow of the stool shattered
glass and sash and left an empty space
that framed the dawn's red glow. The
judge looked out and shook his head
dubiously. It was twelve feet or more
to the ground, a risky drop for a gen
tleman of his years and build. The
judge considered making a rope of his
bedding and lowering himself to the
ground by means ot it; t>e remem
bered to have read of captives in that
interesting French prison, the Bas
tille, who did this. However, an equal
ly ingenious but much ihore simple
use for his bedding occurred to him;
it would form a soft and yielding sub
stance on which to alight. He gath
ered it up into his arms. feather-ticK
and all, and pushed it through the
window, then he wriggled out across
the ledge, feet first, and lowering him
Pegloe’s Black Boy Came Bearing a Gift.
that had been thoughtful or Pegloe—
he would not forget him—the City
Tavern should continue to enjoy his
patronage. It would be something for
Pegloe to boast of that Judge Slocum
Price Turberville always made his
place headquarters when in Raleigh.
Feeling that he had already conferred
wealth and distinction on the fortu
nate Pegloe the judge thrust his fat
legs over the side of his bed and stood
erect. Stooping he reached for his
clothes. He confidently expected to
find them on the floor, but his hand
merely swept an uncarpeted waste.
The judge was profoundly astonished.
"Maybe I’ve got ’em on. I don’t re
call taking them off!” he thought
hopefully. He moved uncertainly in
the direction of the window, where
the light showed him his own bare ex
tremities. He reverted to his orig
inal idea that bis clothes were scat
tered about the floor.
self to the lull length ol his arms,
dropped.
He landed squarely on the rolled-up
bed with a jar that shook him to his
center. Almost gaily he snatched up
a quilt, draping it about him alter the
manner of a Homan toga, and thus
lightly habited, started across Mr.
Pegloe’s truck-patch, his one thought
Boggs' and the sun. It would have
served no purpose to have gone home,
since his entire wardrobe, except for
the shirt on his back, was In the tav
ern-keeper’s possession, besides he
had not a moment to lose, for the sun
was peeping at him over the horizon.
Unobserved he gained the edge of
the town and the highroad that led
past Boggs’ and stole a fearful glance
over his shoulder. The sun was clear
of the treetops, he could even feel the
lifeless dust grow warm beneath his
feet; and wrapping the quilt closer
about him he broke into a labored run.
Some twenty minutes later Boggs’
came in sight. He experienced a mo
ment of doubt—doubtless Fentress
had been there and gone! It was a
hideous thought and the Judge
groaned. Then at the other end of the
meadow near tht; woods he distin
guished several men, Fentress and his
friends beyond question. The judge
laughed aloud. In spite of everything
he was keeping his engagement, he
was plucking his triumph out of the
very dregs of failure. The Judge
threw himself over the fence, a cor
ner of the quilt caught on one of the j
rails; he turned to release it, and in S
that instant two pistol shots rang out j
sharply in the morning air.
CHAPTER XXXI.
Solomon’s Last Night.
It had been with no little reluctance
that Solomon Mahaffy accompanied
Yancy and Cavendish to Belle Plain; j
he would have preferred to remain in
Kaleigh In attendance upon Judge
Price. Intimately acquainted with the
judge's mental processes, he could lol
low all the devious workings of that
magnificent mind; he could fathom
the simply hellish ingenuity he was
capable of putting forth to accom
plish temporary benefits. Permitting
his thoughts to dwell upon the min- I
gled strength and weakness which
was so curiously blended in Slocum
Price's character, he had horrid vi
sions of that great soul, treed from
the trammels of restraint, confiding
his melancholy history to Mr. Pegloe
in the hope of bolstering his fallen
credit at the City Tavern.
Always where the judge' was con
cerned he fluctuated between extremes :
of doubt and confidence. He felt that l
under the urgent spur of occasion his |
friend could rise to any emergency, ■
while a sustained activity made de
mands which he could not satisfy; j
then his efforts were discounted by
his insane desire to realize at once on
his opportunities; in his haste he was j
tor ever plucking unripe fruit; and
though he might keep one eye on the
main chance the other was fixed Just
as resolutely on the nearest tavern.
With the great stake which fate
had suddenly introduced into their los- i
ing game, he wished earnestly to be
lieve that the judge would stay quiet
ly in his office and complete the task
he had set himself; that with this off
his hands the promise of excitement
at Relle Plain would compel his pres- ■
ence there, when he would pass some- j
what under the restraining influence !
which he was determined to exert; ■
in short, to Solomon, life embraced j
just the one vital consideration, j
which was to maintain the Judge in a
state of sobriety until after his meet- i
ing with Fentress.
The purple of twilight was stealing
over the land when he and his two
companions reached Belle Plain. They
learned that Tom Ware had returned j
from Memphis, that the bayou had !
been dragged but without results, and ,
that as yet nothing had been heard !
from Carrington or the dogs he had
gone for.
Presently Cavendish and Yancy set
off across the fields. They were go
ing on to the raft, to Polly and the
six little Cavendishes, whom they had '■
not seen since early morning; but
they promised to be back at Belle
Plain within an hour. . |
By very nature an alien, Mahaffy I
sought out a dark corner on the wide j
porch that overlooked the river to |
await their return. The house had j
been thrown open, and supper was be- j
ing served to whoever cared to stay j
and partake of it. The murmur of!
line purposeless lam unuea out to
him; be was irritated and offended by
it. There was something garish in
this indiscriminate hospitality in the
very home of tragedy. As the mo
ments slipped by his sense of dis
pleasure increased, with mankind in
general, with himself, and with the
judge—principally with the judge—
who was to make a foolish target of
himself in the morning. He was go
ing to give the man who had wrecked
his life a chance to take it as well.
Mahaffy's cold logic dealt cynically
with the preposterous situation his
friend had created.
In the midst of his angry medita
tions he heard a clock strike in the
hall and counted the strokes. It was
nine o'clock. Surely Yancy and Cav
endish had been gone their hour! He
quitted his seat and strolled restless
ly about the house. He felt deeply
indignant with everybody and every
thing. Human intelligence seemed
but a pitiable advance on brute in
stinct. A whole day had passed and
what had been accomplished? Car
rington, the judge, Yancy, CavendisQ
—the four men who might have
worked together to some purpose—
had widely separated themselves: and
here was the duel, the very climax of
absurdity. He resumed his dark cor
ner and waited another hour. Still
no Carrington, and Yancy and Caven
dish had not come up from the raft.
"Fools!” thought Mabaffy bitterly.
“All of them fools!"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Unvarying Temperature.
Scientists tell us that at a depth of
45 feet under the earth’s surface tfie
temperature does not vary perceptibly
at any time of the year.
i Maternity Is a Privilege
: Little Lecture on Marriage and Di
vorce That May Interest Some
1 Modern Parents.
"Some folks wonder at the miracles
In the Good Book, but God did the big
gest and most unexplainable thing
when he gave woman the privilege of
being a mother. You might marry an
other man some time, but there's
something you'd never forget, and that
is that Perk is the father of Lucille
and Mary Jane. It's somethin’ that
demands from you a lot of forgive
ness. if need be. for whatever he does.
I don’t think there's any divorce that
God’s a-goin’ to reco^iize which sepa
rates fathers and mothers. He might
overlook their livin' apart from each
other if things went too far cross
wise. but I doubt if he's goin' to fix
f' affairs up in heaven after the judg
ment day by sayin' ‘Mr. Smith, the
courts down there in the U. S. A. says
Kyou ain't got no right to call this wom
an your wife and so I'm givin' her
to Mr. Jones, who married her three
years alter she got her decree. He’ll
take care of your angel children and
you’ll have to go way back and sit
down.' 1 say I don’t think he’s goin’
to do it that way."—“Mary Jane's Pa.”
in the Novelization by Norman Way.
Muffled Knocks.
“1 don’t wonder you keep your
shapely arms bare. Mildred, even if
they do look somewhat hairy.”
"I’m rather glad you dropped In,
Borus; when a fellow feels blue and
lonesome he’s ready to welcome al
most anybody."
“Yes, of course, 1 can recommend
you for that position, McCorkle. Fortu
nately. perhaps, 1 don’t know you
very well ”
“Your new job will take you out of
the country for three or four years,
will it, Bingley? Well, I’m glad you
got It."
“I’m enjoying your call so muen.
Mr. Spurlong, that 1 hate to remind
you that the next car will pass here
in about live minutes, and then there
won’t be another one ior halt an
hour.”
Ear Phones for a Church.
Ear phones have been introduced In
to the Wollaston Congregational
Church of Quincy, Mass. This is the
first church in the city to adopt this
invention.
A transmitter and six receivers com
prise the initial equipment and should
these prove satisfactory others will be
added as occasion requires.
The apparatus is extremely simple,
consisting of a neat box-like transmit
ter at the pulpit and modest watch-like
receivers, on convenient handles, in va
rious pews Receivers and transmit
ters are connected by Invisible wiling
and the electricity is supplied by dry
cells.
Fused Alumina.
“Alundum” is the name given to a
fused form of alumina. It is exten
sively used in the manufacture of
crucibles and other vessels for which
a refractory material is needed.
Cruelty to Animals. N
Brian G. Hughes, whose practical
jokes so often delight New York, said
at a recent dinner at the Plaza: "1
don’t mind practical jokes on human
beings, but when it comes to animals
I draw the line.
“Two artists were once bragging to
each 'other. T painted up a lump of
pig iron to look like cork.’ said the
first artist, ’and. by Jove, when I
threw it in the East river it floated.’
“No,” said Mr. Hughes, "there
was no harm in that But listen to
the second artist. He said, with a
cruel, unfeeling laugh; T painted a
lump of pig iron once to look like a
roast of beef, and my dog ate three
quarters of it before he discovered
his mistake.’ **
Cruel Candor.
She—So many loolish people tell
me I sing like a bird. Do you think
so, Mr. Batty?
He—Certainly I do.
She (with a giggle)—Oh, you flat
ter me What kind of a bird do yoi
think I sing like?
He—A screech ovk
ins or (HEN
*
How Parents of the Balkan
States Raise Their Offspring.
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j Montenegrin Youngsters Taught to
Fight Turks to the Death—In Bui
1 _
garia Racial Hatred Is Taught
in Public Schools.
—
Vzhitse, Servia.—One cannot help
wondering during wartime what the
children of the belligerent nations
think about it all. How do the panics,
' the carnage, the firing of guns appear
i to their young minds?
It is fairly easy to answer this ifaes
; tion so far as Montenegro is concern-.
! ed, for from the earliest age children
j tgke the keenest interest in their fa
; ther s collection of weapons and the
! dozen or so knives, pistols and other
| knick-knacks he \\ears in his wide
! belt.
A Montenegrin would be just as like
I ly to go for a stroll down the village
street without his entire “arsenal" as
i a Philadephia dandy would be likely to
’ walk down Chestnut street without
his collar.
In Spain I used to watch t}ie chil
dren play, and here the game was in
variably bull-fighting, but in Monte
negro the only game lor babies is war
to the death with the Turk.
The Montenegrins are a stern race,
and the fathers, though devoted to
their children, do not believe in pam
pering them.
But I shall not easily forget the face
of Prince Mirko. the second son of
King Nicholas, and the idol of the na
tion. when he told me of the death of
his two children. They caught typhoid
fever in Nice and died within a few
days of each other.
“Have you any children?" lie asked
me.
“None,” I replied.
“Well, you may thank heaven for
! that," said he, “for you will never go
through the agony I suffered. I veri
I ly thought my heart, was broken and
! that I never could be happy again.
“As it is. I cannot bear to hear the
Riviera mentioned, and wild horses
will not drag me to Nice again."
Servian children are like pretty lit
tle dolls with great dark eyes, and
wearing long white shirts under
I charming brown suede leather zouave
! jackets edged with fur.
These jackets are most quaint and
original, and are decorated with ara
1 besques and devices of gaily colored
l leathers and pieces of looking glass
sewn in imitation of sprays and flow
] ere.
The fur is left on the reverse side,
; so that the coats are very warm. I
i have often wondered on a broiling
Montenegrin Mountaineer.
summer day how they can stand the
heat. ,
Their manners are very pleasing
and they remind one of nice little
puppies or Kittens. The Servians have
a certain regard for their offspring
without any wild devotion.
I remember slightly shocking some
of my friends out there by my par
tiality for four-legged creatures. I was
sitting outside a cafe at Uzhitse feed
ing a cat with the remains of my dish
of kaimak, the Servian equivalent to
Devonshire cream. This extravagance
they put up with, but when they saw
me tempting a dog with bits of sugar
they thought it was time to remon
strate.
"Gospozha!" they exclaimed. “What
a strange thing to do! Why, you ought
to put that sugar in your pocket and
give it to children on the road."
In Bulgaria one hears of horrible
massacres of babes. Only a day or
two ago Bulgarians near Rustchuk at
tacked a harmless Turkish settlement
and spared neither women nor chil
dren.
But the Bulgarians set great store
by their schools, and In these schools
racial hatred is encouraged, and even
the youngest learns that he will some
day has to struggle for mastery
with the Serb, the Greek and the
Turk.
Unlike the babies of other Slav na
tions. the Bulgarians are not, as a
rule, beautiful. They are wooden-look
ing. flat faces, and are rather Mon
golian in type; but they are as hard
as nails.
Carmen Sylva of Roumania might
well be called the Children's Queen.
She adores children, and the grief of
her life was 'when her little daughter
died.
She has never really recovered from
losing her only child, but it has had
the effect of making her as good as a
mother to all her young subjects.
No one will ever know the extent
of 'her benevolence and charity, and
Roumanian mothers bless her name.
She interests herself especially in
the blind, and her home for blind chil
dren is perhaps the most excellent
charity of the country.
One of the things that strikes a vis
itor to Roumania is how everything
Is discussed before children.
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25 rats were caught in one wirt trap
in two nights, 15 the first night and
10 the second.
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ALREADY LAUGHABLE.
Austin—Ah! Evelyn, I sometimes
wish that I had been a humorist and
could make people laugh.
Evelyn—But you don’t have to be
a humorist for that, Austin.
Turkish Counting of Time.
Through the center of the mosque
of St. Sophia runs the theoretical
meridian which gave the Turks true
local time—one hour and fifty-six min
utes fifty-two seconds fast on Green
wich—until, two years ago, the new
government fell in with the standard
system of time zones, and came Into
the eastern European zone, exactly 1
two hours ahead of Greenwich time.
For religious purposes, however. 12
o’clock always happens at sunset, and !
noon thus wanders with the seasons :
all round the clock.—Westminster
Gazette.
Worth Three Times a Diamond.
Nearly all the emeralds mined to
day come from Colombia. And. in
spite of the supposed higher value of
diamonds, the emerald is the most
preeious of gems. Carat for carat, a
flawless emerald would bring perhaps
three times the price of a flawless dia
mond in the jewelry market. India,
the storehouse of precious stones, is
credited with producing the first em
eralds, but the Oriental emerald i3
not identical with the modern gem. as
it Is a variety of the ruby, of green
color and extremely rare.
Providing.
“Is it really easy taking candy from
a baby?”
“Not If the baby takes the place."
Red Cross Ball Blue will wash double as
many clothes as any other blue. Don’t j
put your money into any other. Adv.
If you make a remark don’t you en-1
joy having some one say, “Is that so?”
No, Cordelia, a dancing academy is '
not necessarily a hep joint.
Curious Russian Law.
Russia has a law which to outside
observers seems almost to put a
premium on theft by which stolen
goods become the property of the
thief if he can prove that he has had
possesion of them for over five years.
In the thieves’ market—which is. of
course, licensed by the police—goods
that admittedly have been stolen
(more than five years before) are
openly offered for sale, and the place
is a veritable Mecca for the light
fingered gentry and their enterprising
friends, as also for the more honest
members of society* ybo secure many
a tempting bargain.
Society.
Mrs. Wayupp—No wonder I look
worried, my dear. My husband haas
just gone out, and if he is discovered
it will probably cost us our social po
sition.
Mrs. Blase—Goodness! Where ia
he?
Mrs. Wayupp—He has gone out in
cog. to pay a bill.—Puck.
Distance sometimes lends enchant
ment to a man's view of his mother
in-law.
Smokers like LEWIS’ Single Binder cigar
for it’s rich mellow quality. Adv.
Of course we all feel sorry for
people who don’t like us.
It may be all right for a man to have
a past, if it will only stay past.
ALBERTA
THE PRICE OF
BEEF
IS HIGH ANI» SO
IS THE FBltE Of
C A XX Asia.
For years the Province
of Alberta (Western
Canada) was the Big
KanchingCountry.Many
of these ranches today
are lmmenscgrain fields
and the cattle have
given praco to tne cultivation or
wheat,oats, barley and flax: the
change has made many thousands
of Americans, settled on these
plains, wealthy, bnt it has in
creased the price of lire stock.
There Is splendid opportunity
now to get a
Free Homestead
of 160 acres (and another as a pre
emotion) in the newer districts
and produce either cattle or grain.
The crops are always good, the
climate is excellent, schools and
cbnrches are comrenlent. markets
splendid, in either Manitoba, Sas
katchewan or Alberta.
Send for literature, the latest
information, railway rates, etc., to
W. V. BENNETT,
See Building, Omaha, Neb.
Dr address Superintendent of
Immigration, Ottawa, CaaaSa.
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