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EARLY MORN
SYNOPSIS. To tlio Kentucky
wlIilctiic.HH (inlpoHt cutiitnniidi'il by
Jernino fc'amkTH, In tlio tlnio lmnic
illntely prcccdliiK tlio Iluvolutlon,
cnini-s a will to boy tltdiij; from a
tribe of SlmwnccH by whom liu Imil
been captured and ndoptrd as a son
of the chief Knhtoo. Ho In kIvom
fihi'ltcr and nttructH the favorable
attention of Pave Ynnilcll, n lendor
ninom? tlio settlers. The boy wariM
his new frlrnils of tlio coining of 11
Sl.nwnco war party. Tlio fort la
attached, and only saved by the
timely appearance of a party of
Vlrslnlatis, Tlio Iradcr of these In
fntnlly wounded, but In bin dylnif
momenta trcoKnlzen tlio fiiKltlvo
youth an his Ron, At Hod Oaks,
plantation on the Jnmcn river, Vir
ginia, Colonel Dale's home, the boy
appears with a message for tho
colonel, who after rending It Intro
duced the benrer to his daughter
ltarbam ns hor cousin, ICrnklno
Dale. Krsltlne meets two other
couslui, Hnrry Pale and Hugh Wll
loughby. Dueling rapiers on a wall
at Hed Oaks nltract ICrslslnu's at
tention, llo inltea his first fencing
li'KHon from Hugh. Yiuidoll visits
lied Oaks, At the county fair at
Williamsburg Krsklne tnoets a
south. Dane Orey, and there at
uii'o in lacs 11 bitter nntngonlam be
tween ilipin. Orey, In liquor, In
Hiilts Krslilnc, and tho latter, for
the moment nil Indlnn, draws his
luilfe. Yandcll disarms him.
Aslmmrd of hln conduct In tho nf
fnlr with Orey, Krsklno leaves lied
Oaks that night, to return to tho
wilderness. Ynndell. with Harry
and Hugh, who have been permit
ted to visit tho Sanders fort, over
tnlco him. At tho plantation the
boy had left a nolo In which he
gave tho propsrty, which Is his aa
tho son of Colonel Dalo's older
brother, to Durham. Tho party Is
met by threo Shawnees, who bring
news to Krsklno (whoso Indian
name Is White Arrow) that his fos
ter father. Knhtoo, Is dying and
desires him to como to tho tribe
and bocomo Its chief. After a brief
visit to tho fort Krsklno goes to the
tribe.
CHAPTER VII Continued.
On the Rcventli day lie was neuritis
the village, where the side chief lay,
nml when lie en tight sight of the tee
jiees In a little crock bottom, ho llred
his rlllo, nntl inittlnic Iflrelly Into a
gallop nml with right liutitl high, swept
Into the village. .Several bucks hail
caught up bow or rllle at the report
of the Kim and the clatter of hoofs,
but their hands relaxed when they
saw his sign of peace. The squaws
gathered and there were Krunts of
recoKtiltlon and KreetliiK when the boy
pulled up In their midst. The Haps of
" the chief's tent parted and bis foster
mother started toward him with n sud
den stream of tears and turned quick
ly buck. The old chief's: keen black
eyes wore watting for her and be
upoke before she could open her lips:
"White Arrow! It Is well. Here at
once 1"
KrMclne bad swung from his horse
and followed. The old chief measured
him from bend to foot slowly and his
face Ri'ew content:
"Show me the horse 1"
The boy threw back the flaps of the
tent nml with a gesture bade an In
dian to lead Firefly to and fro. Tho
liorse even thrust his beautiful head
over his master's shoulder and looked
within, snorting gently. Knhtoo
waved dismissal:
"You must ride north soon to carry
the white wampum and n peace talk.
And when you go you must hurry brick,
lor .wncn the sun is iiiKhcst on the
day after you return, my spirit will
pass."
And thereupon he turned bis face
and went back Into sleep.
Just before sunset rifleshots sound
ed In tho distance the hunters were
comtnK In and the nccompanyliiK
whoops meant Krcat success. Knch of
three bucks carried a deer over his
shoulders, and foremost of the three
wns Crooked I.lKhtnliiK. who barely
paused when he saw Krsklno, and
then with nn Insolent glare and grunt
passed him and tosbcd his deer at the
feet of the squaws. The boy's hand
slipped toward the handle of his toma
hawk, but some swift Instinct kept him
still. The savage must have had good
reason for such open defiance, for the
lad began to feel that many others
shared In his hostility and he begun
to wonder and speculate.
Quickly the feast was prepared and
the boy ate apart his foster-mother
bringing him food-tbut he could hear
tho story of tho day's bunting and the
allusions to tho prowess of Crooked
Lightning's son, IJIack Wolf, who was
Ersklne's age, and he knew they wero
but Blurs, itRalnst himself.
Fresh wood wns thrown on the Are,
and aa Its light lenped upward the lad
sow nn nged Indian emerge from ono
of two tents that sat apart on a little
rise saw hlra lift both hands toward
the stars for a moment and then re
turn within.
"Who Is that?" he asked.
-The ew prophet," said Ms mother.
baa been but one moos here and
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has much power over our young men."
An armful of pine fagots was tossed
on the blaze, and in a whiter leap of
light he saw the face of a woman at
the other tent saw her face and for
a moment met hor eyes before she
shrank hack and neither face nor
eyes belonged to an Indian. Startled,
he cnught his mother by the wrist and
all but cried out:
"And that?" The old woman hesl
tuted and scowled:
"A paleface. Knhtoo bought her
and adopted her but" the old woman
gave u little guttural cluck of tri
umph "she dies tomorrow. Knhtoo
will burn her."
"Hum her?" burst out the boy.
"The palefaces have killed many of
Kahtoo's kin t"
A little later when he was passing
near the white woman's tent a girl sat
In front of It pounding corn In u mor
tar. She looked up nt him and, star
ing, smiled. She bud the skin of the
half-breed, and he stopped, startled by
that fact and her beauty and went
quickly on. At old Kahtoo's lodge he
could not help turning to look at her
again, and this time she rose quickly
and slipped within the tent. He turned
to And his foster-mother watching him.
"Who Is that girl?" The old woman
looked displeased.
"D'aughter of the white woman."
"Docs she know?"
"Neither knows."
"What Is her name?"
"Karly Morn."
Karly Morn nntl daughter of the
white woman he would like to know
more of those two, and be half turned,
but the old Indlun woman caught him
by the arm: "
"Ho not k there you will only
make more trouble."
He followed the flash of her eyes
to the edge of the firelight where a
young Indian stood watching and
scowling:
"Who is thnt?"
"Black Wolf, son of Crooked Light
ning." "Ah I" thought Erskine. '
Within the old chief called faintly
and the Indian woman motioned the
The Squaws Gathered and There Were
Grunts of Recognition and Greeting
When the Boy Pulled Up In Their
Midst.
Ind to go within. The old man's dim
eyes had a new' Are.
"Talk!" he commanded, and mo
tloned to the ground, but the lad did
not squat Indian fashion, but stood
straight with urms folded, nnd tho
chief knew that a conflict was coming.
Narrowly ho watched White Arrow's
face and bearing uneasily felt the
strange new power of him.
"I have been with my own people,"
said the lad simply, "the palefaces
who have como over" tho big moun
tains, on and on almost to the big wa
ters. I found my kin. They are many
and strong and rich. They, too, were
kind to me. I enmo because you had
been kind and because you were sick
and because you had sent for me, and
to keep my word.
"I have seen Crooked Lightning. Ills
heart Is bnd. I have seen the new
prophet. I do not like him. And I
have seen the whlto woman thnt von
are to burn tomorrow." The Jnd
stopped. His every word bad been of
defense or Indictment nnd more than
once tho old chiefs eyes shifted un
easily. Tho dauntless mien of the boy, bis
steady eyes, nnd his bold truthfulness,
pleased the old man. The lad must
take bis place as chief. Now White
Arrow turned Questioner:
I "1 told you I would come when the
leaves fell and T am here. Why la
Crooked Lightning here? Why Is tho
new prophet? Who Is the woman?
Whnt has she done that she must die?
What Is the pence talk you wish ma
to carry north?"
The old mnn hesltntcd long with
closed eyes. When he opened them
the Are was gone and they were dim
again.
"The story of tho prophet nnd
Crooked Lightning Is too long, he
said wearily. "I will tell tomorrow.
The woman must die becnuse her
people have slain mine. Ilcsidcs, she
Is growing blind and Is n trouble. You
carry the white wampum to a council.
The Slmwnces may Join tho British
against our enemies the pnlefaces."
"I will wait," said the lad. "I will
carry the white wampum. If you war
against tho pnlcfnce on this side of
the mountain I am your enemy. It
you wnr with the Hrltlsh against them
nil I am your enemy. And the worn
on must not die."
"I have spoken," said tho old man.
"I have spoken," said the boy. He
turned to lie down nnd went to sleep.
The old man sat on, staring out nt the
stars.
Just outside the tent a figure slipped
away as noiselessly ns n snnke. When
It rose and emerged from tho shadows
the firelight showed the mnllgnnnt, trb
umphnnt face of Crooked Lightning.
CHAPTER VIII
The Indian boys were plunging Into
tho river when Krsklno appeared at
the opening of the old chief's tent
next morning, and when they came
out Icicles were clinging to their hair.
He had forgotten the custom nntl ho
shrugged his shoulders at his mother's
Inquiring look. Hut tho next morning
when Crooked Lightning's son Black
Wolf passed him with a taunting
smile he changed his mind.
"Walt!" ho said. He turned, stripped
quickly to it breech-clout, pointed to a
beech down nnd across the river, chal
lenging Black Wolf to n race. To
gether they plunged In nnd tho boy'a
white body clove through the wntcr
like tho arrow that he wns. At tho
beech he whipped about to meet tho
angry face of his competitor ten yards
behind. Half-way back he was more
than twenty yards ahead when ho
heard n strangled cry. Porhnps It wns
n ruse to cover the humiliation of de
feat, but when he saw bucks rushing
for the river hnnk he knew thnt the
ley water had brought a cramp to
BInck Wolf, so he turned, cnught the
lad by bis topknot, towed him shore
ward, dropped him contemptuously,
and stalked back to his tent. His
mtohcr had built n Arc for him, and
the old chief looked plcnsed nnd proud.
"My spirit shall not pass," iie said,
and straightway he rose and dressed,
and to the astonishment of the tribe
emerged from bis tent nnd walked
firmly about the village until he found
Crooked Lightning.
"You would hnve Black Wolf chief,"
he said. "Very, well. We shall see
who can show the better right your
son or White Arrow" a challenge that
sent Crooked Lightning to brood
awhile In his tent, and then secretly to
consult the prophet.
Later tho old chief talked long to
White Arrow. The prophet,' be snld,
hnd been with them but a little while.
Ho claimed that the Great Spirit bnd
mado revelations to him alone. What
ninnner of man was he, questioned the
hoy did he have ponlca nnd pelts nnd
Jerked meat?
"He Is poor," said the chief. "He
has only 11 wife und children and the
tribe feeds him."
Whlto Arrow himself grunted It
was the Arst sign of bis old life stir
ring within him.
"Why should the Great Spirit pick,
out such n man to favor?" he asked.
The chlpf shook his head.
"Crooked Lightning has found much
favor with him, and In turn with the
others, so that I hnve not thought It
wise to tell Crooked Lightning thnt ho
must go. He hns stirred up the young
men ngnlnst me and ngalnst you.
They were waiting for me to die." Tho
boy looked thoughtful and the chief
waited. He had not reached tho nlm
of his speech and there wns no need
to put It In words, for White Arrow
understood.
"I will show them," he snld quietly.
When the two appeared outside,
ninny braves had gathered, for the
wholo village knew whnt was In the
wind. Should It be a horso race first?
Crooked Lightning looked nt the boy's
thoroughbred and shook his head
Indian ponies would as well try to out
run nn nrrow, a bullet, a hurrlcnne.
A foot-race? The old chief smiled
when Crooked Lightning shook Ida
bend again no brnvc In the tribe even
could match the speed thnt gave the
lad his name. The bow nnd nrrow,
the rifle, the tomahawk? Tomnbawks
and bows and arrows were brought
out. Black Wolf was half a head
shorter, but stocky and powerfully
built. Whlto Arrow's sinews hnd
strengthened, but be hnd scarcely used
how and tomahnwk since he hud left
tho tribe. He hnd tho power but not
tho prnctlce, nnd Black Wolf won
with great case. When they came to
tho rllle, Black Wolf was out of tho
game, for nover a bull's-eye did White
Arrow miss.
"With a gesture Pontine bade
Crooked Lightning speak."
(TO UK CONTINUED.)
The Man With a Mission.
The "man with a mission" Is be
coming a nuisance. Nine times out
of ten he seems to bo headed away
from the kind of wrk he Is best
qualified to do. Houston Toat.
now many self-made men hav tn
reality bean made by their wives!
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AMERICAN
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(Copy for Thin Department Supplied by
the American Lesion News 8ervlce.)
DEATH BY GAS IS DENOUNCED
Prof. J. H. Mathews, Former World
War Major, Condemns Method
U6cd In Nevada.
Nevada's chamber of death, the gas
room which a new law In the state
provides Is to be
used for the ex
ecution of con
demned criminals,
Is strongly de
nounced by I'rof.
J. II. Mathews,
chairman of the
department of
chemistry, Uni
versity of Wis
consin, nnd nn ex
pert on poisonous
gases. Professor
Mathews served
ns n mnjor In the World war, studying
gas warfare at the British front and
serving In charge of the gas and Annie
branch of the trench wnrfare section
of the United States rriny.
"The purpose of gas In wnrfare Is
to produce as much agony and torture
ns possible, In order that the victim
may he at least Incapacitated, If not act
ually killed," Major Mathews Is quoted
ns saying to (he American Legion
news service. "And it Is Inconceivable
that a state should desire to use gnses
which produce such effects. The pur
pose of capital punishment Is to re
move the vlctli.i quietly and effective
ly, In order thnt society henceforth
tuny be protected nnd to Fcrvo as a
warning to other potential evildoers.
"It Is to he hoped that civilization
has reached n point where revenge Is
no longer n motive. Only savages tor
ture their victims before killing them;
the use of any of the war gases to re
move criminals would be quite In line
with the practice of savages."
Professor Mathews said there were
gases which might bo used for execu
tions, If the use of gas nt all could
ever bo deemed wise. Carbon dioxide,
the poisonous constituent of ordinary
Illumlnntlng gns, bo declared would
be the logical one to use. He asserted,
however, thnt If the administration of
gns for execution of crlmlnnls were
carried out, It should be entirely in
tho hnnds of medically trained men
who understand both Its use nnd nt
tendnnt dnngcrs.
"The horrors of poorly carried out
electrocutions aro sufficiently vivid In
the minds of thinking people to mnko
them abhor any method of execution
which may not be both humane and
effective," be declared.
CLIMBS FOR LEGION POSTS
George Polly, Lynn, Mass., Ex-Soldier,
Gives Exhibitions to Help
Raise Funds.
Some people nre height shy. They
grnb hold of n chimney on tho roof
of n story-nnd-n-hnlf dwelling nnd
look over the sjdo only to seek tho
skylight nnd tho lower regions. "Hu
man Flies" nre nAlicted with the op
posite complex. They can't stand on
the ground nnd look nt the chimney
without wanting to go right up the
front of the building nnd see If a
cblck-n-dce hns built n nest there.
Such a human fly is George Polly
of Lynn, Mass., ex-soldier In the Aus-
"Human Fly" Scaling Building.
rallun army, who for the last two
years has climbed buildings from
coast to const for the benefit of Le
gion posts. He ban climbed the Wool
worth building In Now York, the
Custom House tower In Boston and
tho highest buildings In every other
city of size.
His hnnds nnd his toes are all ho
uses In scaling. Needless to say he
has never fallen.
Legion Post of City Firemen.
A post of tho American Legion, com
posed exclusively of city firemen, has
been formed In New Orlcnns. Tho
fire fighters plan to enter a team In
tho Legion utbleflc meet next Oc-iohe"
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PROUD OF THIS LEGION HERO
Mourned as Dead, "Big Jim" Hanbery
Returns Mid Is Accorded Honors
for Bravery.
They mourned "Big Jim" as dend,
nntl In Pittsburg, Knn Knid. Okln.,
nntl Tulsa, Okla.,
thcra were me
morial serv
ices, The news
papers carried
stories of "Big
Jim's bravery, of
bis sacrifice on
the country's al
tarall In the
past tense.
"J I in Is n't
dend," Mrs. "Big
Jim" Insisted, and
refused to at
tend the services. "He'll como back to
me. I know it."
"Ami "Big Jim" did como back. "Big
Jim," otherwise Lieut. James W. Han
bery, enme bnck, through war's worst
hell, to tho woman who waited at
home for him. He's a newspaper re
porter now, In Omaha. And the other
day "Big Jim" wns summoned to Fort
Crook, near Omaha, ana In the pres
ence ofn thousand or more American
Legion buddies and Hanfortl Mac
Nlder, national commnnder of the
American Legion, nnd other notables,
the Distinguished Service cross wns
pinned on his breast.
A letter from Gen. John J. Pershing,
nml one from Gov. Henry Allen of
Kansas, were'rcntl, praising "Big Jim"
for mngnlllcent heroism. And the story
was told again of how be fought his
way bnck, dangerously wounded, to
life, nntl back home ngaln to the wife
who held to the faith lie would return.
Lieutenant Hanbcry's act was clean
ing out a German machine gun nest
at Chateau Thierry. He und his men
went forward In bayonet charge. All
but 12 of the platoon were killed or
wounded. "Big Jim" wns wounded in
the bend, nntl bis right nrm paralyzed,
hut be kept on going, refusing medical
attention, but Insisting that his
wounded men he looked nfter. He led
n brilliant chnrge, personally captur
ing two of tho German guns.
He sustained wounds In the head,
right thigh and left arm. He crawled
Into n shell bole and was unconscious
eight hours. When he recovered con
pclousness he bound up bis own
wounds and tried to help two other
wounded men In the snmc hole but
they were killed by shells.'
Then he tried to "dig In." But ho
wns seen by a German gunner, nnd
wns hit n few more times. Ho "played
'possum," until the firing ceased. Ho
tried to signal the nttcntlon of nn
Amerlcnn flyer, but n Germnn' nlr
mnn, Instead, snw him, nnd came
swooping down; opening Arc oh tho
wounded officer with a machine gun.
He "played 'possum" ngnin.
And two hours later he crawled out
of his hole and stnrted, slowly, In
agony, to crnwi to the American lines.
He couldn't walk. He rolled, crawled,
pushed his way along Inch by Inch. A
German sniper shot nt Jilm every tlnio
he rolled over, and added more
wounds to his total. Finally tho
sniper got him with n bullet through
the right thigh, nnd "Big Jim" fainted.
He was picked up the next day nnd
sent to a hospltnl. He was uncon
scious 52 hours, nntl for n month his
Identity lost. The Wnr department
cabled his wife In Pittsburg, nnd
parents In Enid, thnt lie wns dead.
Then tho services, were held.
But two months Inter .Mrs. Hnnbery
received n letter from "Big Jim," from
n hospltnl In France. After being
brought bnck to the States he wns
many mouths In the hospital. When
he was able to get out ho went to
Omaha and became a newspaper re
porter. When he enlisted, at tho very
start of tho war, he was n tencher in
the State Normal school at Pittsburg.
It was with Company L, Fifty-ninth
Infantry, be went to France, nntl from
the start he wes called "Big Jim" be
cause of bis height C feet 2 Inches
In his hare feet.
LEGION MEN AS POLICEMEN
Portland, Oregon, Post Responds When
the Call Is Made for Traffic
Officers.
Glenn II, Tlcer, one time Infantry
man and director of the employment
bureau of Port
land (Ore.) post '0
of the Amerlcun rffa
Legion, received
a call from Port
land's police com
m I s s 1 o n c r one
morning asking
for ex-soldlcrs to
act as policemen.
T h e longshore
men's nntl water
front employees'
lockout was In
full blast at the
time and tho reg
ular trallle police
were deluded for special duty.
The majority of tho veterans donned
their war time uniforms nnd woro
police olllcors' bntlges on their O. D.'s
where many of the men might have
worn hero's medals. Fifty-two vet
erans wero sworn In as "specials."
Ono of them Is pictured here. He's
L. L. Robertson, who, with other serv
ice men, operated tho "stop and. go"
signs for the two months the lockout
lasted.
Will Greet Visitors.
Four state senators ami four mem
bers of the House-of Representatives
of the Louisiana legislature have been
nppolntcd members of a reception com
mittee to greet distinguished visitors
to the American Legion national con
vention In New Orleans, October 10-20.
Relief Is Found
From Stomach
Trouble
nope for tho mHllons of unfortunnto
men nnd women who nre victims of
stoinnch troublo is sounded by Wil
liam Hoylen, of 10 Spring St., Bristol,
Conn. Mr. Hoylen was n victim of
stoinnch trouble In its worst form,-but
was completely restored to henltli by
taking Tanlac. Ho says:
"For fifteen years I hnd attacks of
stomach troublo, and had been In bed
for three weeks when I got Tnnlnc.
but threo bottles built mo up fifteen
pounds, and mado n well man of me.
I tun now entlng steak and onions,
and feel Just fine In every way."
Undigested food ferments In the
stomach and soon tho entire system Is
filled with poisons. Tnnlnc was do-,
signed to restore tho stoinnch to n
healthy condition nnd build up the
whole body. Millions everywhere hnve
acclaimed Its wonderful power. Get n
bottle today.
Tanlac Is sold by nil good druggists
Advertisement.
Flapper Styles.
''The latest thing Is the dishrag
mveater." "Ought to go nicely with
the bath towel skirt."
Fresh, sweet, white, dnlnty clothes
for baby, if you use Red Cross Ball
Blue. Never streaks or injures them.
All good grocers sell It. Advertise
ment. r
Thoce GirlGl
Mabel "Clara's last photograph was
lovely." Ktlltii "Yes, I had to aslc her
who It was." '
Check that Cold and
Get Rlti of that Cough
It b dangerous to let thorn rua
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