The Buffalo Bugle. (Buffalo, Okla.), Vol. 8, No. 12, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 20, 1912 Page: 2 of 8
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by FRANCIS PERRY ELLIOTT
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SYNOPSIS.
Richard Ughtnut, an American with an
affected Kn*ll«h accent, recelvoa a preii-
•nt from a friend In China. The Pre*^|''
proves to be a pair of pajamaa. A letter
nlnta of surprise to the wearer. 1.1*htnut
dona the pajamaa and late at night Jfet"
up for a smoke. His servant, Jenkins,
comes In and, falling to recognise_IJgnt-
nut. attempts to put him out. Thlnkin*
the servant orasy. Ughtnut chanfM his
clothes Intending to aummon hc'P „
he reappears Jenkins falls on hls n* ■
with Joy, confirming Ughtnut » he
that he Is craiy. Jenkins telle Llghtnut ot
the encounter he had with a hideous
Chinaman dressed In pajamas, in »
message from his friend. Jack Illlllnga,
Ughtnut Is asked to put up the KUi
for the night on his way home frotrt co -
lege. letter Ughtnut finds a beautiful
girl In black pajamas In his room, l.'gnt-
nut Is shocked by the girl’s drinking,
smoking and slangy talk. She tells nun
her name Is Francis and puzzles nun
with a story of her love for her slater s
room-mate, named Fiancee Next morn-
ing the girl ts missing and ^Kbtnut hur-
ries to the boat to see her off. He is ac-
costed bv a husky college boy. who can.
him "Dicky,’ hut he does not see tne
girl. Jack Billings calls to sp«nd n”*®
nlght with Ughtnut. They discover
priceless rubles hidden In the buttons
the pajamas. Billings dons the
and retires. Ughtnut later <> *covers
In his apartment a beefy person Ini n>
ton-chop whiskers and wearing
Jenkins calls the police, who declare tne
Intruder to he a criminal, called I oxy
Grnndpa." The Intruder declares lie is
Ughlnut’s guest and appeals to the lat-
ter In vain. He Is hustled off W1’
In the morning Ughtnut Is “finished to
find Billings gone, and more astonlshea
when he g.‘ts a message from the latter
demanding his clothes. 1,Ightnulu,.,,vers
for Tnrrytown, Billings’ home, discovers
"Frances.” the girl of the pajamas,
the train. Ughtnut speaks to her and al-
ludes to the night before. She declares
Indignantly that Ughtnut never * »
In black pajamas. At Tarrytown Frames
ir.ri.Smu.rr Jos »g«u «•
Thrash him fTr'offending''Frances. IjjjfbD
nut takes the next train home BlUln|S
storms over the outrage of his arrest. He
and Ughtnut discover my"t*rt0 n-ofes-
neae characters on the pajamas. j
sor Pooecnberry Is called inito lntert t
the hieroglyphics He raves over what he
.... iiM [|,,, lost silk of Sl-Ung-f.ni. c o«
writing declares that a person wearing
the pajamas will take on the
of the previous wearer. The proKssor
borrows the pajamas for experiment.
CHAPTER XIX. (Continued.)
"Poor Francis!” she said lightly.
“Do you know," she added. "1 believe
1 can forgive a Harvard man almost
anything, Mr. Ughtnut."
Tly Jove! The angel! And before 1
knew what 1 was doing or thought
about the frump, 1 had stretched out a
hand to her, looking her straight In
the eye and smiling. She hesitated an
instant only, then laughed, and 1 felt
her little fingers just brush my palm—
but it was enough.
She flushed a little shyly and ad-
dressed the frump.
"Are we going to keep Mr. Ughtnut
standing like this all day?” she asked.
“Half on earth and half In heaven
like what's-his-name’9 coffin," 1 sug-
gested. Devilish good. that, don’t you
think? She thought so. for she opeuet
the door herself as the frump turned
murmuring some silly thing about
China and the open door to America.
What did China have to do with it.
And it was Just then that Jenkins
bolted wildly from the build!ng_
"Mr. Ughtnut—quick, sir. Mr.
ings. slr!" ,
1 thought of the telephone right off.
but he just caught my arm. First
time ever knew Jenkins to take a 11b-
* come quick, sir!” he exclaimed.
"He's up-stair* and. oh, off his nut,
sir—awful!”
"By Jove!" 1 gasped. "Excuse me—
will see—come right back and tell
yOU—j jeared this last night. And 1
rushed to the elevator with Jenkins, j
••He’s in them black pajamas he was j
talking about," said Jenkins gloom- i
Hr, and he s run the perfesser off. |
Leastwise, he ain’t there, and his man
can t get Mr. Billings to go. He came
down lor me. but I couldn’t do a
thing with ban. either.'
1 knew—1 understood. It was the
dwelling of his mind upon the rubles’.
He had gone back tn the night for J
them—tn his sleep, for all 1 knew.
But I thought most likely awake, for <
recent experience with him showed
me that he didn't think anything of ;
wandering around the neighborhood tn
his pajamas.
The janitor’* pale tace met us at j
the landing
"I’ve sent for the police, sir, and It
would be a good idea, don't you think, j
If you could get him away before they He
come. I don t want to get Mr. Bill- j
tngs Into no trouble."
Good idea." I agreed “We'll Just
rush him to the car—but, h'm!"
1 suddenly remembered he was tn
pajamas It might be all right to
Billings to wander around in public
streets and vehicles In his night
things but It certainly wouldn t do
under the present circumstances He
might not care, but then, there were
the feeltrg3 of the girls to consider
And besides, dash it, 1 had some sort
ef Idea It «*s against the Us
Billing* was standing by the win-
dow looking at a glass thermometer
he had rust withdrawn from his
mouth
-Cm'" he granted complacently.
"Ninety-seven and a quarter—my
usual healthy subnormal temperature
pulse gixiy-flve—respiration, twenty-
lour two-fifths—excellent, excel-
lent! 1 un myself. Ha!
whirled triumphantly.
"Ah!" he said, advancing eagerly
and rubbing his hands. "It Is you!
You have heard, then? Marvelous,
isn’t it—wholly Incredible! But do
you know"—here he plucked at my
shirt front, took a pinch, as It were,
just as he had seen the professor do—
‘1 cannot find any transmigration.
The materialization appears to be
wholly optical."
"Never mind,” I said anxiously, for
1 knew he was talking about the
rubles; "we don’t care." 1 smiled
brightly. "Let's go down and see the
car—nice car!" And I tried to get
hold of his fat side, but missed It.
“Car?” Billings looked puzzled.
Then his face broke Into a smtle.
“Carpe diem—eh, am I not right?
True, true! Whither you say.” He
looked about on a table. "Urn—my
notes, now," he muttered; and he
caught up a small book and a pencil.
The professor’s man protested:
"Professor Doozenberry don’t like—”
"Oh, dash It, let him have them!” 1
exclaimed, for BllllugB was already
chuckling happily and writing in the
little blank book.
"Come on,” I pleaded, catching a
fold of the pajamas. "Wouldn't you
like to come get some clothes on?"
He drew back in alarm. "No, no—
not yet—not until 1 complete my
notes," was his crazy answer. “You
know; sublata causa, tollitur ef-
fectual” And he looked as though he
thought this would finish me. I
"But your friend,” he exclaimed
suddenly, as he allowed me to throw
a blanket about his shoulders and we
moved out of the door, "the gentleman
I met last night—Billings—Is not that
the name?"
I looked at him miserably as we
entered the enr to go down.
"Oh, I say, Billings, old chap,” 1
protested earnestly, “don't you know
me?” 1 pointed to the little panel of
mirror In the cage. “Don’t you know
you are Billings? Can’t you see?”
His fat head pecked at the glass
for an Instant Then he looked at
me with eager, batting eyes. He
chuckled hoarsely, gurglingly, and out
came the note-book and pencil from
his sleeve.
"Better and better,” he muttered.
"Now, If we could only go to him!"
about her beauty! Beauty! Poor old
Jack! If I had been sad about hlfn
before. It was a devilish sight worse
now— •
Worse? Why, dash It. she kissed
him!
And to see him standing there, kind
of batting and rolling his eyes and
looking like a girl does when she's
trying a strange piece of candy out of
the box—oh, It Just broke me all up!
No wonder he was crazy! Why,
dash It, he would have to be crazy!
He was muttering to himself.
"Remarkable!” I heard. 'Slugular-
ly sensate and exhilarating! Now, 1
never would have thought—urn!”
And then he very deliberately took
her head between his hands and—
kissed her. Then he looked upward
thoughtfully and did It again like a
chicken drinks water—you know!
And then while we—that Is, Jen-
kins and I—were trying to urge him
on, out came the note-book again and
he scribbled rapidly, muttering audi-
bly: “Labial osculation—extraordinary
stimulation—sensatory ganglia mu-
cous membrane—”
“Police!” I whispered brutally In
the frump’s ear. "Better let's get him
away!” And, by Jove, that woke her
out of her trance! In two minutes
she had cajoled him to the car and
we had him inside on the cushions.
We bunched blankets and rugs about
him to hide the pajamas.
’’Jacky, dear,” gushed the Chinese
freak, "wouldn’t you like for me to sit
by you and hold your poor hand?
It looked as If he would.
The frump turned to me. “Can you
drive the car, Mr. Ltghtnut?
Could I? Well, I would show her!
Especially ns Frances had changed to
the front as she saw us bringing out
Billings.
“Take the train—get Billings’ things
from the club,” I called to Jenkins.
“Sharp, now! And here, unhook that
number there on the back—give It
here!"
Jenkttis hesitated. "I think there’s
a heavy fine, 6ir," he hinted.
[ snapped my lingers at him and he
jumped to obey.
"Worse things than a jolly fine,” I
said, looking at poor Billings smiling
crazily over the frump. I threw the
number plate into the car.
KAFIRCORN MARKETS
No Matter How Large the Crop May Be,
It Will Be Absorbed
cltement. She looked back, waving
her hand at the figure of O’Keefe trot
ting from around the corner, and her
laughter pealed Joyously, deliciously
In my ear.
“Oh, I think American men are
great—are wonderful!" she cried, J
striking her little hands together. "Es- ;
peclally Harvard men—and especial-
ly—” She stopped with the faintest
catch.
"By Jove!” I cried. "Do you mean
It?"
And for the briefest Instant the
hands were three; but her scream
brought me back to earth Jifist In time
to save the lives of a man and a boy. j
Devilish ungrateful, too, for I could
see the man, three blocks behind, and >
still shaking his fist. The way with !
these pedestrians!
At Fifty-ninth street we caromed j
with a hansom trotting too leisurely | pressed
across the plaza, and I listened for
There still are many cautious peo-
ple who express the fear that there
will be no market for kallrcorn If a
large crop is produced and there is
a good corn crop all over the country.
They forget that the country gener-
ally had a pretty fair corn crop in
1911, and may not know that a great
deal of kaflreorn from Northwestern
Oklahoma went to the Chicago mar-
kets at from fifty to seventy-five cents
a bushel. H. M. Cottrell, Agricultu-
ral Commissioner of the Rock Island
lines, after extended inquiry among
the largest buyers of grain In Chi-
cago, makes the following statement:
"Kaflreorn and mllomaize are worth
ninety per cent as much as the same
weight of corn for feeding work
horses, beef and dairy cattle, hogs
and sheep. The limited supply on
the markets and the strong demand
for these grains for poultry feeds
Never Too Much Feed
Oklahoma Cannot Raise Too Much;
Better Too Much Than a Shortage.
Last fall, parts of the state had an
abundance of rough feed. Many ex-
the belief that they had
more than could ever be used.”
nearly a block to the remasks of a g.jme of it was saved but more of
bicycle cop before he dropped behind. | it was wasted. The early winter
What dashed me not a little was Bill- > made it impossible to store some of
ings' Indifference to the record I was
making for hls car—didn’t seem to
care a jolly hang.
The frump was still hanging on him
in a way to make you sick, and cooing
and going on in a nervous, half-hys-
terical way I never would have
thought her able to chirp up to. And
Billings was holding her hand!
“Hello!” I called to him, just after
we clipped Yonkers
He looked up at me, smiling and
nodding.
“Feel all right now, old man?” I in-
quired cheerily.
Billings looked at me hard, and
then, dash it, he winked!
gan to wonder, by Jove, If It was Just
plain drunk.
CHAPTER XX.
My Darling Is Slandered.
Seemed to be only about a minute I
more and we were clipping through j
the curves of the Wolhurst park— |
Frances pointed the way—and had
slowed down under the porte-cochere.
• The frump whispered to the man
who opened the door.
"As quietly as possible, Wilkes,"
she said, "and without his father see-
ing him.”
“The judge is away, miss,” said the
man. “He drove down to the village
with Senator Soakem, who had to
catch a train back to Albany; but I’m j
looking for him every—”
“Be quick, then,” Jerked the frump.
"You know what to do.”
“I guess I do, miss,” answered the |
butler gloomily. “I’ve had to do it !
often enough—Perkins and me. A |
good cold souse—tUfit’s the thing—
and then bed. I know!”
Billings waved his hand to the
frump as he mounted the stairway In-
side. And then, dash it, he kissed hls
fingers.
The frump kind of glared down the
deserted vista of the fine old hall and
shrugged her shoulders.
"Everybody loafing, as usual,” sUe
muttered sourly, and she hurled her
coat at the carven back of a great
cathedral chair—and missed It.
It was clear that her type scorned
conventionalities and knew how to
make themselves thoroughly at home.
"I hope you’ll be made comfortable
here, Mr. Lightnut," she said, peeling
a glove with a jerk, "but I have my
doubts.”
And she gave a kind of hollow laugh.
“Awfully tiresome, these country-
places,” I said sympathetically. I
screwed my glass at a couple of foot-
men who cam© into view at the far
end of the hall, and who were whis-
pering and chuckling about some-
thing. “Things seem to be run a bit
loose, don’t you know—that’s a fact.
Don't mind for myself, but fancy a
girl might find it rather trying visit-
ing here.”
By Jove, how she opened her eyes
at me—surprised, I knew, at finding
me such a devilish keen observer. My
sympathy touched her, too, for her
of it safely away. And In April, any-
thing that looked like hay or rough
feed was selling for twenty dollars
or more per ton. Oklahoma can
never have too much feed. Even
where there are no barns, it will pay
well to have a big supply of sorghum
hay in reserve. There can be no pos-
sible harm in having a stack or twen-
ty-five tons or more of sorghum hay
left every spring. The livestock busi-
ness is on a shaky foundation with-
out such a reserve supply of feed.
The horses and mules which are do-
ing the work on short grass rations
\nd I be- I this sPrinS needed it last winter. If
J this turns out to be a year of plenty,
1 form the habit of storing up a reserve
; supply of feed. The lean years will
j come again. They need not bring
! disaster to those who prepare for
j- them.
hati kept the price at or above that
of corn. This has made It impossible
for stockmen to buy these grains for
the regular feeding of livestock. A
number of grain men have been con-
sulted and every man stated that
whenever the supply of kaflreorn and
milomaize became so large that it as-
sumed an important place in the mar-
kets, it would be absorbed just the
same as corn, oats, barley, and other
feeds, selling at a price compared
with the price paid for other grains
proportionate to Its feed value. To
reach the markets, enough must be
grown close to the shipping point to
make it to someone’s interest to buy
and ship. There may be no cash
market for a single load of kaflreorn
or milomaize. But for a thousand or
ten thousand loads will find a ready
market, no matter what the size of
the corn crop.
Replanting Cotton Land
Where Cotton Fails, Feed Stuff Should
Have the Call
Localities where cotton is the chief
crop always need feed. Cottonseed
meal, one of the flnishtd products of
the cotton field, is one of the richest
of feeds. But to make the best use
of it, there must be corn, kaflreorn,
milomaize, and rough feed in abund-
ance and livestock to consume it in
the localities where the cotton is
grown. Always some of the cotton
which is planted fails to make a good
stand and replanting is necessary.
Cotton planted late in May or in
June has a poor chance. Land like
this, planted to kaflreorn, milomaize,
cowpeas, sorghum, and peanuts dur-
ing the next six weeks is almost cer-
tain to bring more net profits than
if replanted to cotton. Such land is
already prepared for planting. These
crops‘will require less attention than
a like acreage of cotton. The extra
work put in on the rest of the cot-
ton is almost certain to bring a larger
total yield than if cotton is replanted
late on a portion of the field. And all
of these crops are in every way
adapted to the localities where cot-
ton is the chief crop.
Clean Kaflreorn Well
Kaflreorn that is thoroughly cleaned
so that it is free from dirt and trash,
can be kept cool much more easily
than that which is mixed with even
a little dirt. The dirt and trash ab-
sorb moisture easily and hold it, and
the moisture starts heat in the kafir-
corn in warm weather and mould in
cold weather.
Every Farm Should Grow It
Every farm in Eastern Kansas and
Eastern Oklahoma should grow some
kaflreorn. On the river bottoms, at
least one-fourth of the acreage on
each farm that is usually planted to
corn should be planted to kaflreorn.
On the uplands kaflreorn will out-
yield corn every year, in both bush-
els and feed value.
Crops For Wheat and Oats Stubble
Land Should Be Planted to Such Crops as Will
Make Feed—What and How to Do
It doesn’t pay to let wheat and
oats stubble lie idle from harvest time
unfil next spring. Except where wheat
is to be sown next fall, all such laud
should be planted to feed crops as
soon as the work can possibly be
done after harvesting the crops. The
disk harrow should follow the binder
while the wheat or oats is being cut.
This will leave the surface loose and
crop of grain if planted before July
1st, but it will not make much fod-
der. A bushel of seed to fifteen
acres is plenty; the dwarf variety is
tne one to plant. Sorghum may be
planted more thickly than kaflreorn
or milomaize; a bushel of seed to
five acres on rich soil and to ten acres
on poor land is about right. Sor-
ghum should be cut for hay when it is
save the moisture until the crop can ! heading out. A bushel or five pecks
be taken off the land. Chinch bugs 1 of Spanish peanuts are enough for an
mav make trouble here, especially on acre. They should be soaked for
wheat stubble. But chinch bugs do twenty-four hours before planting
not like cowpeas or peanuts; kafir-1 and planted at once. All of these
corn and sorghum usually withstand j crops should be planted in rows, wide
their work, but they may get away ; enough apart conveniently to be cul-
with dwarf milomaize. Where stub-! tivated with the regular implements,
ble land is disked while the crop Is It is a serious mistake to broadcast
being harvested, these feed crops ; or drill any of them thickly, espe-
may generally be best planted with dally when planted on wheat or oats
a lister. They should never be broad- s(ubble. If all of the land now in
casted or drilled thickly with a disk oats in the cotton counties is planted
grain drill if enough holes are plugged to these five crops, the money which
to make the rows not less than three 1 cotton brings next fall will not need
feet apart. A peck of cowpea set^i to be spent for feed next winter and
to the acre is enough; it is wasteful | spring. It will be better for land-
of expensive seed to plant more, and ’ owners and tenant farmers, for bank-
thicker plantings are likely to bring ers and merchants, and for the whole
lower yields, especially if the sum-! state. It ought to make the average
state.
mer and fall are dry. Kaflreorn j Oklahoma farmer sore to see the
eyeballs shone moist of a sudden and pianted on wheat or oats stubble may railroads and the farmers of Kansas,
'As Quietly as Possible. Wilkes."
ught my arm. "In the Interest |
of this Investigation of scientific phe-
nomena. would he consider a call in-
trusive—could we not seek your j
friend, Mr. Billings?”
“It’s all right, you know.” 1 gently
reassured him. "Yes, we're going to
him—going right there- Just a little
ride, you know.”
By Jove, the way he cackled made
my heart ache! I whispered to Jen-
kins to run ahead and prepare the
ladies But the first thing we saw as
the cage hit the bottom was a wom-
an—and. dash it the frump from
China!
She gave a little scream and fell on
Billings neck, almost bearing him to
the ground
•Oh. Jacky. Jacky!” *he aotbed
By Jove. I almost fall myaal!! ” 3
that wa* the way the wind lay ’. And
I h»s newer even eo much as *u*pect-
^ That wa* why be had raved eo
And Just In time!
Around the corner whirled a police-
man—and, by Jove, no less than that
fat Irishman, O’Keefe! With him was
the professor's man.
"Don’t tell me," panted the officer;
“I know mr-"
And then be gave a shout and
sprang for the car.
"It’s tl)at fellow that was prowling
around the station house!" he yelled
“Here, stop there!”
But I didn’t want to. For one
thing, we were a balf-tyock away, and
I had badly coasted • towel supply
wagon, and scattered the ware* of a
push-cart across three sidewalks.
My cap went flying as we skidded
a corner, and I was devilish glad, for
the inertia threw Frances bead al-
most against mine and i felt the tick-
ling brush of a little hair wisp as tt
swept my nose.
Her «yee were dancing with ex
1 saw her lip tremble as she stared, j not have time to mature grain be- ' Nebraska. Iowa, and Missouri getting
it is hound to make most of the proceeds of the cotton
a large amount of excellent rough raised. They are not responsible for
feed if cut and shocked after It has the condition Which has existed dur-
headed out and before killed by frost, ing the past winter, but the Okla-
A bushel of kaflreorn seed will plant homa farmer is. And If he settles
at least twenty acres. Examine kafir- back Into the old ways, just because
corn seed carefully before planting there have been abundant rains, he
If it smells musty, it probably has w ill again be furnishing markets for
been stored in bulk and become heated northern feedstuff* which he can
and will not germinate well. Milo- ; rube so cheaply and with absolute
maize will have time to mature a 1 certainty at home. *
Then she swallowed hard and slapped , fore frost> but
her gloves sharply across her palm.
“It’s Francis that's to blame for that
sort of thing,” she rasped, nodding
down the hall.
"Frances?" 1 ejaculated In protest.
“Oh. here, I say. now—”
"You don’t know Francis, Mr. Light-
nut!” Her jaw grounded with a snap,
and what a look she gave me! ’’Walt
till you do—you Just wait!” And eyes
and hands lifted to the celling.
I coughed again.
The cat! And this was my darling's
friend!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Relic* of the Guillotine.
At the prison of St Paul's, at Lyons
Franca, then* 1* a curious collection oi
pens They are the pens with which
the executioners have signed the reg-
ia. Ion receipts for the prisoner* hand-
ed over to them to be guillotined. At
each execution a fresh pen la u*ed for
Plant Kafir on All Upland
In Central Kansas and Central Ok
lahcma. all upland usually planted to
corn should be planted to kaflreorn
It will produce a good yield of grain
every year and i
large yield. On t!
will produce from
more feed value
average
uplands kali
A to 100 per
than corn. A
acreage on every bottom farm should
be planted to kafir each yeer. to guar
the purpose, and the Ink la left to dry antee feed for the teams and other
upon 1L
live stock in dry years.
Kafir Varieties
There are thr»*e standard and well-
known varieties in the Kafir group;
Black hull Kafir, having white seeds
and black hulls; white Kafir, having
white seeds and white or pale hulls;
| and r--<| Kafir, having red seeds and
biaefc hulls, borne in
••«ongated head They
iakou(hea«i Africa. |n
many other varieties
j Carlelon It Hall. t\ 8
I agriculture
a very much
all come from
which region
are known.—
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