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SYNOPSIS.
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heartbroken over the loss
prized
prized phonograph by the defeat of their
champion in a foot-race with the cook of
♦ he Centipede ranch. A house party 1*
at the Flying Heart. .1 Wallingford
IPpeed, cheer leader at Yah*, and Culver
<’ovlngton. Inter-collegiate champion run-
ner. are expected.. Helen Blake, Speed's
sweet lien rt. heron :-iested In t C *• loss
phonograpli She suggests to Jean
•w‘pin. sister of the owner of the ram li.
'that she Induce Covington, her lover, to
•win back the phonograph. Helen declares
that If Covington won’t run. Speed will.
rpu'v n—1...... are hilarious over tin- pros-
(31a?
•,pect.
jThe Cowboys
Speed and his
[trainer at Yale, arrive. Helen I
.Speed, who has posed to her
valet, Larry
Hake asks
|Jete, to u
'The cowhi
t a r
ede
n Mitli
man.
•e against the Centipei
The cowboys Join In the appeal to Wally,
nnd fearing thaf. Helen will find him out.,
la Insists, however, that lie
he consents.
e entered as an unknown, figuring
{that Covington will arrive In time to take
OOiiBcniB. x«,’
shall he entered
that Covington win arrive in
his place. Fresno, glee dub
|H tan ford university and in
lad
put
»r '.ining playing
he cowboys ex
the race means to them,
them he will do his best.
singer from
In love with
en. tries to discredit. Speed with the
.ladies and the cowboys. Speed anti Cllnss
are supposi
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les and the
put In »he time they are supposed to he
...... —, card*r in a sec
The cowboys explain to Speed how much
led spot
>w much
Speed assures
CHAPTER VIII.—Continued.
But this comforting conclusion
wavered again, when Berkeley Fresno,
who had awaited their report, scoffed
openly. *
“He can't run! If he could run he'd
be running. I tell you, he can't run
as fast as a sheep can walk.”
“Senor, you see those beautiful
modal he have?” expostulated Carara.
“Sure,” agreed Willie. “His brisket
was covered with 'em. He had one
that hung down like a dewlap.”
“Phony!”
‘Tve killed men for less," muttered
the stoop-shouldered man.
"Did you Bee his legs?” Fresno was
bent upon convincing his hearers.
•‘Couldn't help but see ’em in that
runnin’ suit.”
“Nice and soft and white, weren’t
they?”
“They didn't look like dark meat,”
Stover agreed, reluctantly. “But you
ean’l go nothin’ on the looks of a tel-
ler’s legs.”
“Well, then, take his wind A run
ner always has good lungs, but riljtet
If you snapped him on the chest with a
rubber band he'd cough himself to
death."
“Mebbe he ain’t In good shape yet.”
Fresno sneered. “No, and he'll nev-
er get Into good condition witli those
girls hanging a^pund him all the time.
"Don’t you know that the worst thing
in the world for an athlete is to talk
to a woman?”
‘ “That’s the worst thing in the world
for anybody,” said Willie, with cyni-
cism. “But how can we stop it?”
“Make him eat as well as sleep In
his training quarters; don’t let him
spend any time whatever in female
company. Keep your eyes on him
night and day.”
Willie spoke his mind deliberately
“Tin ill favor of that. If this is an
other Humpy Joe affair I’m a-goin’ to
put one more notch in my gun-handle,
and It looks like a cub bear had
f hawed it already.”
“There ain’t but one thing to do,”
Stover announced, firmly. “We've got
to put it up to Mr. Glass and learn the
t rutin’’
“You’ll Ond him in the bunk-house,”
directed Fresno. “I think I’ll trail
along and hear what he has to say.”
CHAPTER !X.
LASS had gone to the cow-
boys’ sleeping quarters in
search of his employer, and
was upon the point of leav-
— ia*-; when the delegation
JM tiled in. He regarded them
/A with careless contempt, and
hm removed his clay pipe to ex-
claim, cheerfully:
“B—zoo gents! Where’s my pro-
tege?”
' I don’t know Where did you have
1t last?”
“I mean Speed, my trainin’ partner.
That's a French word.”
“Oh! We just left him.”
“Think I’ll hunt him up.”
“Walt a minute.” Willie came for
ward. “Let's talk.”
All right. We’ll visit. Let her go.
professor.”
“You’ve been handlin’ him for quite
a spell, haven’t you?”
“Sure! It’s my trainin’ that put him
where he Is. Ask him if it ain’t.” #
“Then he’s a good athlete, is he?”
“Is he good? Huh!” Glass grunted,
expressively.
How fast can he do a hundred
yards?”
C4irry yawned as If this con versa
tiqn bored him.
,#0h—about—eight—seconds.”
At this amazing declaration Willie
paused, as If to thoroughly digest it.
Fight seconds!" repeated the lit-
tle man at length.
“Sure! Depends on how he feels, of
course.”
Berkeley Fresno, in the corner,
snickered audibly, at which the trainer
scowled at Mm.
“Think lie can’t do it, eh? Well,
he’s there four ways from the ace.”
Seeing no evidence that his state4
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merit failed to carry conviction in oth-
er quarters at least, Glass went furth
er. It was so easy to string those
simple-minded people that* he could
not resist the temptation.
“Didn’t you never hear about the
killin’ lie made at Saratoga?” he
queried.
Willlq, started, and his hand crept
slowly backward along his belt. “Kill
in’! Is that his game?”
“Now, get me right.,” explained the
former speaker. “Ho breaks trainin
and goes up to Saratoga for a little
lest. Whilp he’s there he wins eight
thousand dollars playin’ diabolo ”
“Playin’ what?” queried Stover.
“Diabolo! He backs himself, of
course.”
Glass took an imaginary spool from
his pocket, spun it by means of an
imaginary string, then sent it aloft and
pretended to catch it dexterously. The
cowboys watched him with grave, un-
comprehending eyes.
“He starts with a case five and rpns
it up to eight thousand dollars, that's
all.”
Stover uttered an exclamation of
astonishment, whereupon the New-
Yorker grew* even bolder.
"The next week he hops over to Bar
Harbor and wins the futurity ping-
pong stakes from scratch. rThat's
worth twenty thousand if it’s worth a
lead nickel. Oh, I guess he’s there, all
right!” He searched out a match and
relighted his pipe.
‘‘I suppose he’s a great croquet play-
er, too,” observed Fresno, whose face
was purple.
“Sure!” Glass winked at him. glad
to see that the Californian enjoyed
this kind of sport.
"We don’t care nothin’ about his
skill at sleight-of-hand tricks," said
the man in spectacles, seriously. “And
we wouldn't hold his croquet habits
agin him. Some men drink, some
gamble, some do worse; every man
has his weakness, and croquet may be
his. What we want to know is this
Can he win our phonograph?”
• “Surest thing you know!”
“Then you vouch for him. do you?”
Willie’s eyes were bent upon the fat
man with a look of searching gravity
that warned Glass not to temporize.
“With my life!” exclaimed the train
er.
“You’re on!” said the cowboy, with
unexpected grimness.
“What d' you mean?”
But before the other could explain,
Berkeley Fresno, who had sunk weak
ly into a chair at. Larry’s extravagant
praise of his rival, afforded a diver-
sion. The tenor had leaned hack, con-
vulsed with enjoyment when, losing
his balance, he came* to the floor with
a crash. The sudden sound brought
a terrifying result, for with a startled
cry the undersized cowman leaped as\
if touched by a living flame. Like a
flash of light he whirled and poised on
his toes, his long, evil-looking revolver
drawn and cocked, his tense face vul-
turelike and fierce. His eyes glared
tk.nvigh his spectacles, his livid fea-
tures worked as if at the sound of his
own death-call. His whole frame was
Waco," he said. “He’ll nevwr git me
alive.” f
Stover addressed himself to Fresno,
who had gone pale, and was still pros
Irate where he had fallen.
“Get up, Mr. Berkeley, but don't
make no more moves like that behind
a man's back. He^most got you.”
Fresno arose in a daze and mopped
his brow, mumuring, weakly: “I—Ij
ditfn’t mean to '
Carara and Mr. Cloudy came out
from cover whither they had fled at
Willie’s first movement. *
"I dreamed about that feller agin
last night,” apologized the little man.
“I’m sort of nervous, and any sudden
noise sets- me off.”
Ah «fnr Glass, that corpulent Indi-
vidual had disappeared as if into thin
air; only a stir in one* of the bunks
betrayed his hiding place. At the
first sight, of Willie’s revolver he had
dived for a refuge and was now flat
tened against the wall, a pillow
pressed over his head to deaden the
expected report. ,
"Hey!” eh 1 led the foreman, but
Glass did not hear him.#
“Seems to be gun-shy.” observed
Willie, gently.
Stover .crossed lo the bui|k and laid
a hand upon the occupant, at which a
convulsion ran through the trainer g
soft body, and it became as rigid as I
if locked In death. “Come out, Mr. j
Glass, it’s all over “ .
Larry muttered in a stifled voice, I
“Go ’way!”
“It was a mistake.” •
He,opened his tight-shut lids, rolled |
over, and thrust forth a round, pallid
face. He saw Stover laughing, and j
beheld the white teeth of Carara, the >
Mexican, who said:
“Perhaps the Senor is slerfpy!*
Finding himself the object of .what
seemed to him a particularly senseless j
joke, the New Yorker crept forth, ills
tare suffused with anger. Strangely j*
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his fingers.
“Say. are yousq guys tryin’ to kid
me?” he demanded, roughly Now
that no firearm was in sight, he was
master or himself again: ____ ______0 .
the cause of his undignified alaruv) lh®™e of the wa.ters!
leaning against the table, he stepped
which he
PROPOSE to revolution
ize warfare on land and
sea! “
This is the confidently
calm, wholly mattor-of-
VI fact prediction made by
Ulivi, the Italian en-
gineer and chemist. In
a word, ho flatly declares
that he has perfected an
apparatus by means of
can project wireless waves
de Castelnau, assistant chief of the | a power will pqt alone be used for
general staff of the French army; j war, Its. use in the arts would be far
Commander Ferrie, ‘director of the
wireless telegraph station on top of
the Eiffel tower, Paris, and Captain
Cloitre, representing the French min-
ister of marine.
"We have reported to our goarern-
ment,” said General de Castelnau
seriously, “and everything we have
said must be kept a profound state
secret.”
too important to be overlooked. And
If it has been discovered at last 1 am
not at all surprised—nothing would
surprise me in this ugo of mira-
cles! I
I have not the slightest doubt that
ut this time Signor Ulivi has been able
to construct antennae and specially de-
signed receiving instruments and re-
lays by which he can explode at a
and " seeing an enemy's ships and blow them off ^ breach of confidence to say. considerable distance an especially
that the commission ha's
These are not the"idle inouthings of j unan*I“OU8ly reported in favor of
leaning against i . uio e. ue sieppeo | ,rregponBtble dreamer Were "the_ Prance securing the Invention without
toward him threateningly, "If you try | ......irresponsible dreamer. Were they ^ nQ ^ ^ ^ ^
that again, young feller, I’ll chip you
on the Jaw, and give you a long,
dreamy nap.” He thrust a short,
square fist under Willie’s nose.
That scholarly gentleman straight-
ened up, and edged his way to one
side. Glass following aggressively.
“You’re a husky, ain’t you?” said
ihe little man. squinting up at the red
face above him.
“Am I?” Glass snorted. “Take a
good look!” With deliberate menace
he bumped violently into the other. It
was with difficulty he could restrain •
himself from crushing him.
uttered by any one less Important per-
haps little heed would bo” given to
them by officialdom abroad. Not so
with the talented Italian. All Europe
Is watching his every move, and even
now the government of France Is con-
sidering whether of not It is advisable
to pay the vast sura the wireless ex-
pert demands for a monopoly of his
invention.
Imagine what it means to be uble
to blow up a battleship or a cruiser
without the firing of a single shot!
Warfare (will be revolutionized indeed!
A steel-sided leviathan of the deep can
prepared charge of guncotton or otti-
er explosive. In fact, I have seen
the thing done here already—the idea
is not altogether new.
This working apparatus is the Shoe-
maker torpedo. It is a full-sized tor-
pedo wirelessly controlled. This for-
midable weapon can be started,
stopped, steered and exploded by an
operator at a distance,*but it requires
special receiving apparatus in the tor-
pedo itself. It can perform what is
Stover gtfhped and retreated# while J*0 "" harm faroutat sea g the enemy
Carara crossed himself, then sidled j 1118 no "blps. but let it once approach
bark of a bunk. Mr Cloudy stepped
silently out through the open door and
held his thumbs.
"You start to kid me and I'll wallop
you—"
iWiv i on ent!" Willie wae trans-
figured suddenly An instant since he
had been a stoop-shouldered, short-
sighted, Insignificant person, more
gentle mannered than a chilli but in
a flask he became a palpitating fury:
an evil atom surcharged with such
terrific venom that his antagonist
drew back involuntarily. “Don't you
make no threat'nin’ moves in my di-
rection, or you'll go Kast in an ice-
bath!" He was panting as if the ef
fort to hold himself in leash was
almost more t£an lie could stand.
"G'wan!” said Glass, thickly.
"Y'ou'ro deluded with the idea that
the Constitution made all mu|i equal
but it didn't: it was Mr. Colt " With
a movement quicker than light the
speaker drew his gun for the second
lime, and buried half the barrel in the
New Yorker’s rjbs.
. "Ixidk out!" C.iass barked "’lie
words, and undertook to deflect the
weapon with his hand.
"Let it alone or it'll go off!"
Glass dropped his hand as if it had
been burned, and stared dov n his
bulging front with horrified, fascinat-
ed eyes.
“Now, listen. We've stood for you
as long as we can. You’ve mado your
talk and got away with It, but from
now on you're working for us. We’ve
framed a foot-race, and put up *>ur
panga because you said you had a
champeen. Now. we ain’t sayin’ you
lied—'cause if we thought you had
I'd gun-afoot you here, now." Willie
paused, while Glass licked his lips and
undertook to frame a reply. The black |
the coast and threaten to lay low some
great port—behold!
The press of a button in a shore
station, the Instant crackle of the
wireless as it zips through the blue
efher and instantly the great thing of
steel parts amidships with the roar of
J a thousand guns and sinks to the
ocean's floor, a broken, distorted mass
No dream, this.
j It lias gone beyond the experimental
stage. For weeks past a mysterious
yacht, fitted with powerful wireless
apparatus, has been hovering off the
Norman coast of France. Aboard has
been a notable party and—Ulivi. Now
the secret is out. They have been
blowing up submartue mines by wire-
less as a preliminary to more drastic
experiments.
The yacht Is the rakish Ijtdy Henri-
etta, flying the Hrltish flag, but under
French ownership. Within her sharp
lines is hidden the revolutionizing
secret which not only France but the
government of the United States and
all the powers of Europe have been
seeking ever since wireless waves
have been a fact and wireless pod-
er * ♦possibility. And this secret is
the new Invention—as yet In its in-
fancy—for exploding at any desired
distance from 600 to 6,000 yards by
wireless infra-red solar spectrum
waves ail explosive substances in con-
tact with metal.
Briefly this means that Ul!v! says
he can detonate the guncotton or the
powder contained in a warship’s mag-
azine by meant fcf wireless, and the
French Government is seeing if it can
he done.
The infra-red rays of the solar
spectrum are those mysterious beams
beyond the edge of the red. Invisible
to the human eye but nevertheless
consists, stripped of technicalities, of
a special projectile emitting return in-
fra red rays which find the exact dis-
tance and the exact radio-magnetic
capacity of metallic objects. When
these are determined with precision
the Ulivi "K-ray" Is then shot out
from its station afloat or asitore and a
long distance explosion takes place in- [expected of it, but It is not practical
stantly with mathematical accuracy.
Tills js not merely Ulivi'g hope of
revolutionize warfare. Experiments
made near Villers prove that it can be
done even with the unperfected ap-
paratus already put together. So ac-
curately has the projector worked that
two mines were placed five yards
apart at 1,000 yards' distance and
either one exploded at will, the other
remaining Intact.
rt works as well by land as by sea;
it can be applied to dirigible balloons
’like the German Zeppelins.
"And,” declares Ulivi confidently
"It will render a ship freighted with
explosive ammunition more dangerous
to those aboard her than to their own
enemies!"
for the very good reason that the
operator cannot see far enough to ex-
ercise his judgment in the control of
the instrument. Take a-motor boat
2,000 yards away—you can't tell ex-
actly how she is heading. How much
harder then to Judge the steering of
a distant torpedo! The French na»j
has already had trials with wireless
torpedoes, and what Ulivi has aceorn
plisbed is probably an extension of
these experiments.
Now, what mysterious power Is It
that he has? Or, better, what is Ulivi
trying to obtain? *
Briefly this: Some means of pro-
jecting energy through space that will
detonate some explosive at a given
place, subject 'to the control of the
I operator.
| As I have said, this Is no new idea.
Commander Georjje W. Frank R gtockton has it In his story,
"The Great War Syndicate," and H.
Inspector In Command U. S. Torpedo Q. Wells used it in “The War of the
Station, Newport, K. I. Worlds.” The same scheme has al-
If the Italian, Ulivi, has devised ready been proposed at the bureau of
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Dictated by
Williams, U. S.
something by which he can explode a
magazine at a distance by the Hert-
zian rays then we will surely get
something Jo combat it. If projectiles
can bq deflected by shields surely
wireless power can be deflected too.
But this new power—if there is such
Ordnance of the navy, too. One In-
ventor asserted that he had effected
a combination of mechanism that
could project the Hertzian waves or
other wireless waves generated by
electricity and explode a designated
charge at a distance.
muzzle of the weapon hovering near ! Tor convenience UUvt calls
his heart, however, stupefied him. Me ' ,h,'ni "F rays " They age#akln to
chanicaily he thrust the stem of his ! X-rays in that they can penetrate
pipe between Ills lips while Willie
continued to glare at him balefuily
"You’re boss is a guest, but you ain't.
We can talk plainfoo you "
"Y—yes. of course."
(TO PE CONTINUED l
Like a Flash
His Revolver
Out.
Leaped
tense; a galvanic current had trans-
formed him. His weapon darted to-
ward the spot whence the noise had
cor i, and lie would have fired blindly
had not Stover yelled:
"Don't shoot!"
Willie paused, and the breath crept
audibly into his lungs
"Who done that?" he asked, harshly.
Still iiill brought his lanky frame up
above the level of the table.
"God 'lmtghty! don’t be so sudden.
Willie!" he cried. "It was a acci-
dent.”
But the gun man seemed uncon-
vinced. With a cat-like tread he stole
cautiously to the door, and stared out
into the sunlight; then, seeing nobody
in sight, ho replaced his weapon in its
resting place and sighed with relief
"I thought it was the marshal from
Gallant Unto Death.
When Sir Ralph Abercromby was
mortally wounded In the battle of
Aboukir, he was carried on a litter on
board the Foudroyant. To ease bis
pain. a soldjer's blanket was placed
under his head lie asked what it
was
"It's only a soldiers blanket," he
was told.
"Whose blanket is it?" he persisted,
lifting himself up.
"Only one of the men's.”
"I want to know the name of the
man whose blanket this Is," the dying
commander insisted.
"It is Duncan Hoy's of the Forty-
second, Sir Ralph," said his attendaei
at last.
"Then see that Duean Roy gets his
blanket this very night," commanded
the brave man, who did not forget
even in his last agonies the comfort
and welfare of his men. Of such uti
selfish stuff are true soldiers triads.—
Youth * Companion.
metal. btU instead of making objects
visible they develop force beyond the
barriers which can deflect the most
powerful projectile, but are as glass
to the potent force of the little known
rays beyond the red, whatever un-
thinkable color they may be.
How they work or in what manner
Ulivi has controlled them nobody but
he knows. But that they have worked
he himself frankly states and the offi-
cial commission which went to sea
with him solemnly gives assent. Ulivi
did not go about his work under ,.uy
cloak of secrecy of mystery. With
him on the Lady Henrietta went Gen.
Gathered Similes
A Real Attraction,
Caroline, aged sixteen, was busily
engaged placing pretty cushions about
the porch when her Cousin Joe, who
is a couple of years older, arrived on
the Beene.
Help for the Poor.
Bacon—I see by this paper that
Pittsburgh may supply free tennis
courts for the poor.
Egbert—I'm glad to hear that. Do
you know when a poor man is good
"What are you doing, sis?” the cou- | and hungry there's nothing he likes
sin inquired. J offered him more than a nice juicy
“Just making the porch attractive j tennis court
for company," the girl answered. | ---
"Chuck the cushions," grinned the Perfectly Safe,
youth; "what you want is a ham “Better lap up that split milk," said
mock." Ainslle's Magazine. i the first cat. "If the missus sees
| the mess you'll catch fits."
• Pleasant Diversion. "Not me," said the second feline.
Bacon—Doesn’t your wife get very "The woman I live with blames every-
Impatient when you're buttoning up thing on her husband ”
her dress behind? ; ---
Egbert—No; she used to. but she An Ambush,
doesn’t now. "The leaves are turning early. See
"How do you account for that?" that clump of red by the wayside?"
“Oh, I have her stand in front of “I think them are the local con-
the mirror now ” stable's whiskers,” declared the chaf
.--* j feur, putting on extra speed.
Worked Day and Night. j -———
''Why did you break into the house Down to Earth.
In the middle of the day?" asked the j "When is the honeymoon over?"
magistrate. "When the bridegroom begins to
"Well," said the accused, "I had sev j bring home tripe and llmburger In
oral others to cover that evening." stead of bonbons and violets."
PASSING OF THE COACHMAN
The coming in of the chauffeur has
evidenced the passing of the family
coachman, that haughty and purse
proud individual who scurried you to
an isle of safety with a look. Noth-
ing in New York has stood for the re-
moteness, the exclusiveness. the
haughtiness of the rich more than the
family coachman, as on his rolling
throne he has always owned Fifth
avenue and demanded his right of
I never makes you feel like a worm
He Is a real development—New York
| Evening Sun.
way. The chauffeur, speed and gran-
deur combined in hiB car, gives you (
no Impression of pride of lineage, tra- j
dltlon of purse, and he bas been a !
pleasant Interpreter of the motives of
the rich. If he runs you down he j
gathers up the remains of you and !
transfers you with much presence of !
mind and elimination of time and
space to a convenient haven, and Is j
Helped Him Move.
"Whose mule was it thaf kicked
you, Sam?"
“De landlord's,’ sir."
“That wasn't very kind of him; now
was It. Sam?"
Well, I don't know, bom; you see.
de mule heard de landlord say I'd
got to move.’and de mule I s'poee
sorrier than anyoue. The chauffeur j didn't thluk I was movin' fast enough.
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Wandell, Clarence F. Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 13, No. 24, Ed. 1 Thursday, October 30, 1913, newspaper, October 30, 1913; Coyle, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc911378/m1/3/?rotate=270: accessed April 19, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.