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THE NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
FARM ME LAHD
THE QUARTERBREED
The Story of an Army Officer on an Indian Reservation
By ROBERT AMES BENNET
Front.
It was told in the first installment of this story how Capt. Floyd
Hatdy, U. S. A., just back in the States from the Philippines where he
had put down a savage uprising of Moros, arrives at Lakotah Indian
reservation in the Northwest. He finds a party of angry Indians firing
on three white persons who have sought sheijer In the canyon. The
whites are old Jake Dupont, a trader, his beautiful daughter, Marie, and
a young Easterner named Vandervyn. They are ill-mannered toward
Captain Hardy, but he risks his life and routs the Indians. He becomes
friendly with the whites and learns that Vandervyn, nephew of a United
States senator, had expected to get the agency appointment, following
the killing of Nogen, the regular agent, by an Indian. Also, he dis-
covers that Marie Is a great granddaughter of Chief Sitting Bull, and
that she has been educated in a French-Canadian convent. This install-
ment contains some revelations of conditions on the reservation.
CHAPTER III.
Confidences.
The rescuers from the agency had
reined in their sweating ponies to a
lope when they first caught sight of the
party on the butte side of the coulee.
They straggled down the gulley at a
walk, eight short-haired Indian police-
men in blue uniform, and a tall, loose-
lipped young halfbreed in ordinary
frontier clothes. As they stopped in
the stream to water their ponies, each
furtively studied the rider who was ap- \
preaching on the big, rangy mare.
"You're too late, Charlie," called | some select British family. She can
Vandervyn. "Captain Hardy climbed
the butte, and the whole bunch hit
out."
"Soldiers?" queried the halfbreed.
"No, he's alone—our new agent," ex-
plained Vandervyn as his pony brought
him alongside Hardy at the edge of the
peached. I got this !usteud of Lon-
don."
"Best thing for you."
"You think so?" said Vandervyn, his
wide-open eyelids drooping. "I've been
six months in this God-forsaken jump-
lng-off place. I wouldn't have stayed
six days if it hadn't been for Marie."
"Miss Dupont seems to be a very
spirited young woman," dryly com-
mented Hardy.
"Walt till you see her put on dog.
She was three or four years at a con-
vent in Ottawa. They must have
farmed her out as a parlor-maid in
Ft renin. "Captain, this is Charlie Ke<l-
benr, our issue clerk anil Interpreter."
"Interpreter?" repeated Hardy. "Red-
bear
English
have inherited their gentlemanly man-
ners," came back the cool rejoinder.
Vandervyn's reddened face went
crlmsou. The veins of his forehead be-
gan to swell. But with a strong effort
he repressed his anger and forced a
smile. "Yoy went me one better. Hardy.
I throw down."
The ofllcer responded with instant
sympathy:
"I see no reason why we should not
become friends and work together for
the good of the tribe."
"It's a go," ngreed Vandervyn, and as
If cleared of all ill temper by his out-
burst, he began a lively conversation
on olllclal society in the national capi-
tal.
The party topped the rise between
the river and Sioux creek, and rode
down the winding road that skirted its
willow-fringed bank to the crossing of
the stream. As they rounded the spur
ridge on the far side, Kedbear rode up
on Hardy's right, and pointed to a
small cabin among the Quaking asps
In the mlle-wlde curve of the stream t
the left.
"See my house, sir," he said.
"Looks well built," remarked Hardy,
his lieldglusses at his eyes. "Quite
new, I see. You have sflll to put dirt
on this corner of the roof."
"And to put u squaw inside," added
Vandervyn.
The halfb reed's jaw muscles
twitched, but he did not look away
from Hardy. "I got a letter from my
| sister Oinna. She says she can't stay
at school. She says she will die If they
I want her
troubling to close either
the one small window.
the door or looked up and stalled In boyish enjoy-
ment of the new agent's surprise.
• • Dupont grunted apologetically:
The next morning Hardy and Van- "Don't think I'm plumb crazy. It's all
dervyn were seated In the ngency of-1 Marie— Said she couldn't live here
' ... i «... ti.;...... iitut ui.-ii in iit-
give a perfect imitation of a real lady
—when she chooses."
"Yes?" said Hardy.
"You'd take it for the sure-nuff ar-
ticle," went on Vandervyn. "And that's
not all. She can cook like an angel.
Says she took a course in domestic nmke her stay at school.
science. But It must be hereditary. I'll to come and cook for me till I get mar-
give odds, one of her paternal ances- ric d."
tors was a French chef. French, that's | "How old Is she?"
More than seventeen. She Is sick to
come. She says she will die."
terpreter?" repeated iiaruy. ueu- , '
do any of the police understand the word. The way she has with men! 1
s|jj j Even this halfbreed Redbear thinks
No sir only a few words," mumbled I he is In the running. Nogen was I ..Vcry weU< But you must take good
the halfbreed I over ,ler- He even woul1' have 1 care of her until she is married."
"Tell them I am a captain of the married her. But he was not a man of "Yes, sir. I've got a lot of money,"
family or culture. Fancy Jake Dupont replied the halfbreed, with the prone-
ness of a weak nature to boast. "I've
horse soldiers—the Longknlves. I have
been sent here to be the agent."
Redbear Interpreted in musical La-
kotah, accompanying his words with
swift signs. The swarthy policemen
grunted approvingly, and their leader
rolled out a sonorous reply. The half-
breed interpreted mechanically: "He
Bays your eye is straight. He says
they are ready to trail and fight the In-
dians whose hearts are bad."
"They are not to pursue the party,"
ordered Hardy, "I shall call a coun-
cil of the chiefs, and ascertain the
cause of the tribal unrest. Tell them."
Redbear hesitated, and looked uncer-
tainly at Vandervyn. The chief clerk
spoke to him In sharp reproof: "Do as
you're told, Charlie. Captain Hardy is
now In command of the reservation."
The halfbreed stared in astonish-
ment, but hastened to interpret At
once the faces of the policemen be-
came stolid. They cast covert glances
st Vandervyn. Without seeming to no-
tice their sudden change of manner,
Hardy selected four to act as escort to
the Indian trader and his daughter.
The rest of the party followed him
back up the gulley.
From the first the mare walked out
In the lead. She would soon have left
behind even Vandervyn's quick-step-
ping pinto had not her rider happened
to glance about and catch the troubled
expression on the younger man's face.
Hardy waited for him to come along-
side, and gravely remarked: "I wish
to express my regret, Mr. Vandervyn,
that my detail here has deprived you
of your expected promotion."
Vandervyn's small mouth curved
with a cynical smile, but softened to a
more agreeable expression as he met
tlie other's gaze. "You admit it?" he
muttered.
"Having accepted the detail, I cannot
now ask to be relieved," said Hardy.
"But the extra pay was not one of the
Inducements. Permit me to suggest
that arrangements can be made to di-
vert to your salary the amount in ex-
cess of my regular compensation as an
officer."
The offer was as unexpected as It
was generous. Vandervyn flushed, bit
his lip, and replied half Inaudibly
"You needn't think Just because— No,
that's not quite— You may mean well,
but that's no excuse—"
"My fault, sir. I'ardon me," apolo-
gized Hardy.
Vandervyn looked ahead at the
mountains, considered, and turned to
his companion with what seemed a
cordial smile. "I am not used to be-
ing patronized, captain; but as you did
not mean it that way "
"Not at all."
Vandervyn nodded. "You now un-
derstand that I'm not one of the com-
mon run of Indian service employees.
I was slated for attache to our em-
bassy at the Court of Saint James—
celebrated the coming event with some
friends, and wound up by heaving a
brick through a window of the White
House. Oncle shipped me out here un-
til the storm should blow over."
Hardy may have recalled the hazings
In which he had shared at West Point.
His only comment was: "You were
fortunate to get any appointment.
"Oh, I don't know," carelessly replied
Vandervyn. "I didn't wake the presi-
dent, anil I had some of my wad left.
The watchman sent me hjme In a taxi.
But the Infernal grafter must have
'4.
JF:%
Not Used to Being Patronized,
Captain."
for a father-in-law! Only thing, his
squaw died five or six years ago. That
was when he sent the girl to Ottawa."
Hardy looked at the mountains and
changed the subject: "May I ask you
to give the particulars of the killing of
Mr. Nogen?"
Vandervyn's eyelids drooped low and
opened again in a wfde, guileless stare.
"There's little to tell. Nogen and I
and Redbear were riding Into the moun-
tains. We met the murderer. He and
Nogen quarreled. He shot Nogen—
killed him. Then Redbear and I fired,
and one of us got him—we don't know
which of us it was. That's all. You'll
find it in the coroner's repork I kept
a copy in the office at the agency."
"Strange that an Indian should at-
tack a white man that way," observed
Hardy. "Was the cause ascertained?"
Vandervyn twisted the tip of his
blond mustache. "Well, it may be all
talk, but I gather that the trouble was
over this ore-buying. Nogen thought It
a good thing to encourage. The chiefs
felt ugly because the goods were not
paid to them instead of to the laborers
—the bucks and squaws who dug the
ore, you know. The chiefs stirred up
got almost
"—Almost enough to buy you two
squaws," cut in Vandervyn.
Redbear started to speak, caught the
other's eye, and reined in his pony.
Hardy did not notice this. They had
rounded th'e toe of the spur ridge, and
he was gazing up the green valley that
lay outstretched In a circle of hills
larger and far more picturesque ti tin
the Catskllls. Sioux creek swirled out
of a canyon at the far end, to meander
down a winding channel fringed with
bushes and aspens and other small
trees.
On a natural terrace, or "bench," two
miles up, the glasses showed the log
buildings at the agency. Midway down
to Redbear's cabin but across the creek
was a large post-and-rall corral. Van-
dervyn had.resumed with zest his talk
about the social galefies of which he
had been deprived for half a year.
Hardy said little, but his eye was busy
taking in the natural features of the
beautiful valley.
When they came to the slope of the
bench, or terrace, Vandervyn noticed
the intent look of his companion, and
inquired: "Well, what do you think
of it? Talk about Siberian exile I That
Is the Dupont place over here."
Hardy glanced at the large double
cabin a hundred yards off to the right
of the road. The broad front porch
gave It a homelike appearance. The
two cabins before him were very small.
Beyond them stood the big agency
warehouse. Its overhanging upper
story showed that It had been built for
use as a blockhouse, but the many
windows liud rendered it less defens-
ible than one of the cabins. The only
persons in sight were the two Indian
police who had been left in charge by
Redbear.
"Well?" repeated Vandervyn.
"Not an easy place to defend," said
Hardy. "Where Is the office and the
guardhouse?"
"The office Is in the near front cor-
ner of the warehouse. The police quar-
ters are in the other end. You see the
white tepees over there across the
creek? Most of the relations of the
police camp near the agency. This
first cabin Is Nogen's—yours, I should
say. The second Is mine."
Your quarters? May I ask you for
flee when Redbear came In and started
shuffle around to his desk, on the
other side of the office partition.
"Walt I" said Hurdy. "I wish the
chiefs and headmen of the tribe sum-
moned to meet me in council as soon
as possible."
"It Is u day's ride to the camps
farthest back In the mountains," re-
marked Vandervyn.
Hardy considered, and looked up at
Redbear.
"Does not this tribe use smoke sig-
nals?"
"Not for a long time, not since I was
a boy, sir. I never learned how to do
It"
"That old sergeant of police will
know," predicted Hardy. "Come!"
Vandervyn lingered behind the oth-
ers, and followed them oaly to the
rear corner of the warehouse. When
he had seen them ride off across Sioux
creek towards the highest of the moun-
tains that encircled the valley, he went
back inlo the office, opened the safe,
and> carefully sorted ovPr Its con-
tents. All letters addressed to the late
agent and to himself he took out and
locked In his desk.
Meantime Hardy and Redbear with
the police sergeant passed through the
camp of the families of the police,
where they added two old bucks to
their party. A pony trail led up through
the pines on the mountainside to the
hare granite crag of the summit. Mid-
afternoon found the Indians standing
around a greenwood fire, alternately
cover.ng it with a blanket and permit-
ting puffs of the dense smoke to rise
in the still .ilr.
In less than half an hour nardy's
glasses showed him an answering
smoke on a peak fifteen or twenty
miles distant. When he called attention
to It, the police sergeant pointed out
still another smoke signal off to the
left of the first and several miles far-
ther away. The old bucks turned from
the fire and started down to where the
mare and ponies had been left.
"The chiefs will come tomorrow,"
Redbear interpreted their answer to
Hardy's inquiry.
The jaded buekbonrd ponies were
tugging their load up the slope of the
terrace when Hardy enme down the
line of agency buildings at a gallop.
Marie Dupont was driving; but on the
sent beside her was a brown-eyed,
olive-skinned girl, who averted her
handsome face with childish shyness
as Hardy wheeled his mare and reined
up alongside.
Marie flushed under the officer's di-
rect gaze, though, unlike her compan-
ion, she did not seek to avoid it. He
raised his hat with punctilious polite-
ness. She bowed, and, gazing back at
him with a level glance, quietly re-
marked: "Good afternoon, Captain
Hardy. I have brought your luggage."
That was very kind of you," said
Hardy as he glanced at the other girl.
Marie smiled in tnstnnt appreciation
of the fact that he had spoken to her
as to an equal. She patted her com-
panion's work-reddened hand with bur
gloved fingers. "This 1s Charlie Red-
bear's sister Oinna. They did not treat
her well at school, so she ran away to
come home. I want her to live with
me; but she says she must be with her
brother. You will not send her back?"
The young girl looked at the new
agent with a smile of timid appeal, anil
as quickly drooped her head in bashful
embarrassment. Hardy's gaze soft-
ened, and he answered reassuringly:
"Redbear spoke of his sister. It will
be all right."
"You are most kind to £ay it," ap-
proved Marie with the condescension
of a gracious young queen. "Captain
Hardy, we shall expect you to dine
with us this evennig. I shall send over
your luggage in a few minutes. You
need not dress for dinner."
unless she hud things Just like in Ot-
tawa. Cried till I had to give 111."
"Don't you let him con you, captain,"
chuckled Vandervyn. "It was Jake who
wept because Marie sent off the mall
order and he had to foot the bills."
"Well, anyway, there wasn't nobody
she could hire to do the work, and I
had to go out on roundup." Dupont
sought to cover his discomfiture. "She
set to and done It all her own self. 1
didn't have to pny a cent for that. Sit
down. Cap. Make yourself to home.
Hey. Marie 1 you there? Here's Cap
Hardy. Bring In that bottle me and
Mr. Van was sampling, will you?"
Hardy picked the stllfest chair In the
room, sat down—and promptly rose to
a position of polite attention. A young
lady had appeared In the doorway at
the side of the room—a young lady In
a semldecollete gown, of lines Irre-
proachable, the creamy whiteness of
her full, round throat displayed. Her
mass of coal-black hair was dressed in
'the very latest mode. Her cheeks were
as highly colored as If rouged.
Vandervyn gazed at her with the
brand of admiration that passes over
the footlights from the first-row seats
to the prettiest girl in the chorus.
Hardy bowed as he would have saluted
his colonel's lady or the daughter of a
Moro chief, If either had been his
hostess.
begun to mellow and was In gay mood.
"Here's to y. ur bulled shirt. Cap," he
toasted.
"Stand-up collar and a white shirt.
It's sure a high-toned celebration. Bet- j
ter wear 'em careful. You'll have to Cultivate for the Soldier at the
mall 'em a hundred miles to the near-
est Chinaman when they git dirty."
"Cheaper to throw them away, and
sei.d a mall order to Chicago for new
ones," put in Vandervyn. He added, as
he adjusted the fashionable tie that
was hardly In keeping with his gray
flannel shirt: "Hut you'll soon take
to the local styles."
Marie again appeared in the door-
way. She Bowed to the guests with im-
pressive formality.
"If you will enter, gentlemen."
Hardy went in between Vandervyn
and Dupont He avoided the girl's
proud gaze by looking about at the
dining room. It wiw as cltllled as the
parlor and no less tasteful. The small
II
"If You Will Enter, Gentlemen."
oval table was spread with a cloth of
snowy French damask. The silver
was real antique ware. The unsmiling
hostess bowed Hardy to the seat of
honor.
"This h<Te layout is Marie's," ex-
The girl's eyes sparkled as she noted j plained Dupont* "She was bound to
his change of dress, his immaculat
linen, and clean-shaven chin. His
bow won a smile that may have been
due either to gratified vanity or to a
cominendable self-respect. She greeted
him In a tone that caused Vandervyn to
strnighten in his chair. "It is a great
pleasure to have you dine with us."
"The pleasure is mine, Miss Dupont,"
declared Hardy.
"You've hit it, Cap," put in Dupont.
"You can Just bet your bottom dollar
on it you won't klek yourself for com-
ing when you git to her feed-trough."
The girl's sable-black eyes dilated
and her perfectly molded chin rose a
fraction of an Inch. She placed the
tray on a tea table, bowed composedly,
and left the room. Vandervyn looked
at Hardy with an ironical smile. The
silent mockery was wasted. Hardy
was watching Dupont uncock the
whisky bottle.
"One moment, Mr. Dupont," he said.
"As you are my host, the question Is
an awkward one to ask—yet Is there
not a law or a rule of the Indian bu-
reau against bringing liquor upon a
reservation?"
Dupont stared around at the in-
quirer in blank surprise. Before he
could find words to answer, Vandervyn
replied for him: "According to the
strict letter of the law, captain, you
ore right. You can't fancy that Jake
would be fool enough to sell liquor to
the Indians?"
"By Gar, you bet I don't—not when
it's ten-year-old rye," qualified Dupont.
You can't git no better stuff out of
Canada. Marie made me buy some
wine, too, to celebrate your coming.
She said it was up to us to loosen up,
seeing as you had shooed off them
bucks."
"Ah, since you put It that way,"
Hardy accepted the explanation. "I
must ask you, however, not to trlng
anything more of the kind across the
river."
"Of course he will not, if you ob-
ject," assured Vandervyn. "Nogen
didn't rend the law as you do; but if
a lot pf bad blood. No doubt they In- a bite of lunch as soon as I have
stigated the murder, ^hey want to | rubbed down my mare?"
boss the tribe their own way."
"Let us trust that we shall have
them In hand before fall."
"Fall?" echoed Vandervyn. "You ex-
pect to stay all summer? That shuts
me out of my promotion."
"You may receive the appointment of
attache."
CHAPTER IV.
The First Card.
As Hardy was unpacking his scant
wardrobe, an Indian boy came to the
door, thrust in his head and announced
gutturally:
"M'ree him say you come six."
Hardy nodded to the boy and signed
him to go. Ten minutes later he
stepped up on the porch of the Dupont
house. Before he could knock, Du-
pont stepped from the rear door of his
trade store, which faced away from the
¥
'I board with the Duponts, but I can
scare up a cold lunch," said Vandervyn.
As they dismounted, Redbear came
up and successfully curried favor with
the new agent by offering to curry his
mare. He led her away to the low
brush stable beyond the warehouse.
After lunch, though still weary from
••Perhans I don't want it Just now.! ids long ride, Hardy put In the rest of j porch,
You foreet Marie" the day Inspecting the agency property "Hello. Cap!" he greeted the guest
The gravity of the officer's face hard-1 and examining the accounts of the two i with bluff cordiality. Glad to see you.
ened to sternness. "Mr. Vandervyn, j clerks. With the exception of two or j Walk right in.
kindly bear in mind that, as agent of three small items oo Redbear's books, j Hardy
'SZttSttSZ coffee. =! waxed ha— —■
''vander^Mi 'qulvere'dHke'a5thorough-! ^5 ««
hred fleckcd with the lush. His voice | an old campaigner. After they had The adobe fireplace was se with .
"e 'eaten the chief clerk produced cigars modern grate and faced with a tile Vnn.ro .
eaien, uie i-nn-i i The few pictures were well, glass. His own and V andervyn s dis-
There was no sign of the appeared at a gulp. Hardy took a sip,
skins and Navajo blankets that and asked for a seltzer. The bottle
was handed around another time and
ancest ors were ge
"The Chiefs Will Come Tomorrow,"
Interpreted Redbear.
you believe in dry weather for our-
crossed the threshold and selves as well as for the Indians, you're
The floor was covered to re- the boss."
"Sure, and here's one all round to
show there ain't no hard feeling," said
Dupont.
He poured out three drinks, each
measured to the brim of a whisky
turn herself loose to even up on what
happened nt the river yesterday.
Needn't figure on us dishing up the
same rations regular."
"I have yet to learn whether I am
hnve the pleasure of boarding with
Miss Dupont," remarked Hardy.
"You sure have, if you're ready to
shell out for it. Grub comes high
here."
"And Marie Is a real chef," added
Vandervyn.
Hardy waited until the Indian boy
had served the soup. At last he suc-
ceeded In fixing the cool gaze of his
hostess. "Please do not consider that
hospitality requires you to do me the
fuvor. Miss Dupont," he said. "I do
not wish to intrude, highly as I should
appreciate—"
The deference of his manner soothed
the girl's wounded pride. She smiled,
and combined n friendly response with
a side thrust at her father:
Indeed, we shall be delighted to
have you Captuln Hardy—I, because of
your company, and I'ere because of the
cash."
"By Gar, he won't git no better feed
In no hotel," vowed Dupont.
"I can foresee that," agreed Hardy.
Ills faith wus Justified by each suc-
cessive course. Though all the vege-
tables hud come out of cans, they were
prepared with consummate skill. The
trout were fresh from the creek; the
grouse and beef had been hung exactly
the right length of time in the dugout
icehouse; the champagne was fruppe.
Between the girl's vivid beauty, the
good cheer, and the cordiality of his
companions, his usually half-sad and
wholly severe expression had given
place to genial animation.
Upon the return of the hostess from
one of her visits to the kitchen he
spoke to her in a tone that drew a
stare of open resentment from Van-
dervyn : "You are wonderful, Miss Du-
pont, wonderful! One day in an In-
dian attack, followed by a fifty-mile
drive; the next, fifty miles back, and
such a dinner as this!"
"First the great-granddnughter of
Sitting Bull, then lu bonne culslnlere
Francalse," flashed back the girl.
"Where Is the wonder? Two streaks
of heredity, plus childhood In the sad-
dle and a course In domestic science."
"Yet you must be fatigued."
"When I have done what I set out to
do, then I permit myself to consider
whether I need rest. There was a
time when my red ancestors had no
horses. They ran down their game
afoot."
"You will always ride—or drive,"
bantered Vandervyn.
"By Gar. she won't never be driven,"
declared Dupont with conviction.
Vandervyn smiled over his cham-
pagne glass. He did not notice that |
Marie was looking at him. But Hardy
was watching her. He saw her proud |
face soften and her brilliant eyes melt ;
with tender passion. His own face j
became grave. A moment later she was ;
rallying him for his seriousness, and i
her animation soon compelled him to j
forget what he had seen. Vandervyn .
had not been mistaken In his assertion I
that she could act the lady to perfec- j
tlon when she chose. Though the cigars j
proved to be Havnnas, they were .
brought in much sooner than suited ;
Hardy.
This question of conservation of
food has become so agitated by those
who have u knowledge of what It
means in the preservation of life, who
have made a study of the food condi-
tions, and the requirements of the
country, that It Is beginning to arouse
the entire nation. The economist
whose duty It is to study the output
and compare it with the consumption,
aees a rapidly creeping up of one on
the other, and, when the appetite of
consumption gets a headway on the
output, where will the nation be? It
Is time the people were aroused, for
there Is danger ahead unless the In-
telligence of tlje people Is awakened to
the facts. The crop of 1017 will be
less than an uvernge one, and see the
work It has to perform, ft Las to
feed the man producing It, and he Is
of less efficiency today than r year
ago. His strength has been reduced
by the drawing away of the thousands
from the farms, who are now In the
ranks of the consumer Inst ead of In that
of the producer. There Is an Inverse
ratio here that can only he under-
stood when confronted with the ap-
palling figures presented by those In
charge of the conservation work. The
army has to be fed, dependents cared
for, the navy has to have provisions,
and we cannot sit Idly by and see the
women and children of the noun fries
across the sea starve. There fs such
a great call for active participation In
the matter of providing food, that
those who are left at home In charge
of this work have a responsibility
placed upon them fully as great as has
the man nt the front who has gone out
to protect the homes, the sanctity and
the honor of those who are left behind.
The producer should think only of
this; there should be economy, not
only of labor. Every acre of avail-
able land should be producing. Ad
vantage should be token of everv day
light hour. It must not be a ease of
how much can we make. It must be
a case of "fight" with those who have
gone overseas, but In our way, fight to
win the war. Where that spirit per-
vades will be found the spirit of the
patriotic American. There Is no diffi-
culty In securing land In 4iny of the
states. It may be rented on easy terms
or purchased at low prices, and there
should be little difficulty arranging
with bankers to get the necessary
funds to carry on operations. Should
you not be able to get what you want
In your own state, Western Canada
ofTers an Immense wide field for oper-
ations nt the lowest possible cost, and
Americans* are welcomed with open
arms. Homesteads of 100 acres each
may be had on easy conditions, and
other lands may be purchased at low
prices on easy termsi The yields of
all kinds of small grains are heavy.
The prospects for a 1017 crop are ex-
cellent, and It looks today as If there
would be as good a return as at any
time in the past, and whon It is real-
ized that there have been yields of
forty and forty-five bushels of wheat
over large areas this should be en-
couraging. Now that the two coun-
tries are allies and the cause Is a com-
mon one there should tie no hesitation
In accepting whoever ofTer seems to
be the best In order to Increase the
production so necessary, and which
should It not be met, will prove a se-
rious menace. Particulars as to Cana-
dian lands, whether for purchase or
homestead, may be had on application
to any Canadian Government Agent.—
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