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THE COPAN LEADER
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The Heart of
Night Wind
A STORY OF THE GREAT NORTHWEST
inspired soul, the Psalms, there lookeo
^r^***-****-***-***jjj i his answer, as he was to know In an-
other day. the truest answer that could
ha.ve been given to his question:
Who Bhall ascend into the hill of the
Lord? Or who shall stand In his holy
place? He that hath clean hands and a
pure heart: who hath not lifted up his
soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
With jin odd feeling of truth struck
from tko page he closed the book and
laid It gently down on the white clolh.
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CHAPTER VII.
Sl’etz of
a stranger
lMrodU! es
SYNOPSIS.
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Pally's lumber camp directs
to the camp Walter Sandry
himself to John Daily.
fore-
man. cb "the Dllllngworth Lumber Co.,
or most of It." He makes acquaintance
with the camp and the work he has come
from the Hast to superintend and make
successful. He writes to Ids father that
he Intends to get a handful of the wealth
In the uncut timber of the region.
CHAPTER V—Continued.
Sandry was enjoying her succinct
precision of knowledge and expres-
sion.
“And you've spent all these years In
the mlcUt of this wet-blanket ell
the lower rollway a group of loggers
came stalking In their spiked boots.
Behind them Murphy rocked excitedly
along in the tiny locomotive
Sandry shut his ledger and stepped
outdoors.
“What's the matter, Oolllns?" he
asked of a huge man in the lead, a
perfect type of the logger of the great
Northwest, sun-browned, hard-mus
cled, wiry of figure and with the en-
durance and power of a bull elephant
"Matter enough. Them damned
Yella Pines's sawed five piles in th'
rollway an’ tore up two lengths of
track."
Sandry went ahead down the track
lawless; In a Hash he understood her
silences, her calm, her occasional,
stilted modes of speech, and her
whimsicalities.
“Why—why — S'letz!" he stammered,
following out the train of his illumined
thought, "what are you? Who are
you? A star in the dusk! The night
wind In the pines!"
In the flush of the pregnant moment
he laid his hand on her hare arm un-
der the rolled-up sleeve —her soft arm,
wet with the mist—closing his fingers
strongly upon It. For the enchanted
present she was romance und mys-
tery, and Sandry was beneath its spell.
Hut Siletz looked from his face
Night Wind.
From that time forth Sandry began
to take a keener Interest in Siletz. bor | down (0 tbe hand upon her arm. The
one tiling, he noticed that everyone blood roB(J slowly ln hor llusky cheeks,
called her S letz, with a soft slurring j and wben sbe raised her eyes again
of the first syllable, and he found him they were dim with the same look of
self using the name which ho thought , intoxication a8 had come with the mad-
particularly beautiful. It was the
name of the reservation to the north
The repairing of the damagod roll-
way was another revelation to the
easterner. New timbers were brought
down and the slanting floor was thick-
ly underpinned. Then with pick and
shovel the men went at the work of
digging out the damaged timbers. The | and 0f a Htnan part of the odds und
work was heavier, more dangerous and
disagreeable by reason of the water,
four feet deep at low tide, eight at
high, which lapped their bases.
Daily put them at the digging from
the slope side at low tide; but on the
second day he stood long running his
blunt fingers through his hair, as was
his custom when perplexed
Sandry had come down from the
mate?” he smiled, "How in the world : and found a state of things sufficient office and now stood on the track
and keep your cheer-
did you do it
fulness?"
"Son,” said Ma Daily kindly, “you
can knock the country to me. but
to raise the ire of any riverman or
timberjack.
above the rollway looking over the
wet country below. At the railway's
way it had been torn up bodily, the
don't you go doin' it where the men’ll j tje8 anj rails thrown into the narrow
hear you. Us web-feet are used to slough, as evidenced by a few pro-
the rain, but we don’t like to hear the jecting ends, aud the railway itself, a
Easterners talk about it. It's a chip slanting floor of logs some two feet
on every Oregonian's shoulder,
don’t want to queer yourself."
W here the track approached the roll- I foot the sluggish ribbon of tidewater.
ends of tribes thrown in there by a
beneficent government. What was her
other name? He had always thought
of her as Ma Daily's daughter; and
yet. now that he came to think of it.
site had never seemed akin to the easy-
going. open-minded foreman who was
so like the old woman. She was alien
to both with her silences, her whimsi-
cal speech and her look of hidden fire.
One day in the late fall, when the
white mist and the evergreen of the
ness of the rushing wind on Hlack
Holt's back.
"Yes," she said dreamily, "1 am the
Night Wind. That's what they cull mo
—my friends the Indians. But how
did you know?”
"1 didn't. 1 just heal'd the words in
my heart. They are right."
He did not remove his hand, and
silence fell between them while they
stpod gazing into each others eyes.
Sundry saw the heavy look In hers, tho
dull fire that bespoke a very drunken-
ness of emotion, and in another mo-
ment he had lost his head. Without
sullen and discolored, wound up from
the south. To the north the valley
lifted gently toward the camp and the
wilderness beyond.
Suddenly, "Daily," he said, “what I
You thick supported on a group of gradu- 'are you going to do about it
j ated piles, sagged in the center where
the shed for Black Bolt, only to find
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There was a note of genuine good tw0 piles had been cut and pried side-
advice in the words and tone, and wise. The lower edge also drooped
Sandry got a sudden insight into sev- for the same reason. It had been the
oral little happenings that had puzzled work of pure malice, that he saw at
him—for instance, the emphasized
wearing of blue shirts in a rain that
a glance.
"Collins,"
he said as the men came
had soaked his overcoat, and a few up (n a sunen group, "gat to work and
remarks about the fact that Oregon see jf you can rajse those sawed sup-
rain didn't wet through.
"Thank you, Mrs. Daily," he said
earnestly with a sudden feeling of
ports and pry them back on their
bases,
The gang went
slowly down the
friendship between him and this sharp bank of the tidewater slough.
shrewd, kindly old. general of men.
He turned presently to the girl
busy in the lamplight, her black head
shining a shadow over her eyes.
“By the way." he said, "if you care
to you may ride Black Bolt whenever
you wish."
She nodded quietly, without a flicker
of the pleased excitement he had ex-
"Johnny Eastern," said one softly,
"all right, all right! Prize up a roll-
way’ My Aunt Maria!"
Sandry stood near, realizing his lim-
itations and raging helplessly, watch-
ing them lazily testing and pushing
here and there.
"Hadn't we better just spike ’em
on to the sides?" asked Collins, with a
pected in the light of her seeming pas- dro|1 upward glance.
sionate love of the animal, but a slow,
dull flush spread upward in her dark
face and her fingers trembled a bit, he
fancied, on the reeds.
They trembled in al! surety the next
morning, when, with a bridle of colored
and woven horsehair over her arm, she
entered the lean-to.
Black Bolt was a gentleman born.
Though he was wild as the girl for
the free air. the green slopes and the
yielding sod under his feet, he stood
still while she came up lightly, as a
cat springs, with a little soft alighting,
and they were gone, down over the
sntooth slope of the valley toward the
lower railway
There were two Interested specta-
tors to that splendid flight—Ma Daily
from the cook-shack porch, who wiped
her eyes a bit and said aloud: "Bless
the child! Wild—wild! But its nat-
ural," and Walter Sandry standing at
the south window of the office.
"Did you like it?” Sandry asked her
amusedly that evening as he passed
through the eating room.
“Yes," said Siletz with her belying
quietness.
"I believe I’ve found a study," he
said to himself as he went on, "a
worthy study in human nature."
And Siletz had found a new heaven
and a new earth. Something wild with-
in her that had ever moved restlessly
broke forth, a glorious flower of ec-
stasy. Day by day thereafter she
loosed Black Bolt and sped into fields
of Elysium lost to earth, intoxicated j
mad with the rush of wind and rail. I
Always when she came back there j
was the dusky flush in her face, the
sleepy look of intoxication in her eyes. :
Thus winter closed in on the ioneiy ;
camp in the mountains. blue-black and
Sandry was about to reply when
John Dally slipped down from the track
beside him under the lee of the dam-
aged rollway.
'•Collins." he said sternly, "you get
back to camp and bring tools—peavies,
hooks, a couple of chains and some
picks. Bring a couple of axes, too
What do you mean by such business?"
"Orders.” said Collins with a grin.
"You see, Mr. Sandry,” said Daily j
apologetically,
"1 don't just know. The meu can't
work in the water, and them piles have
got to come out. But there's a way of
doin' it, of course."
“Of course," said the easterner, "and
why not go at it from above?”
The foreman looked at him inquir-
ingly.
"That left bank of the slough up
there is in the form of a ridge Don't
you think we could set a crew at it at
low tide and dig it through, turning
the water into tho field yonder? That
would leave the slough empty here for
the time between high tides Could
you get the timbers out in a few
hours?”
Daily's experienced eye had already
taken In every detail of the possibili-
ties as Sandry talked.
"That's a good scheme. Mr. Sandry,"
he said slowly. "1 believe it'll work."
So it was that the first practical sug-
gestion of the new owner was set Into
action.
The whole crew of the camp was
brought out of the hills and set to
work and the damaged railway was re-
paired as good as new, the break in
the west bank filled, the slough run-
ning full again and nothing to show
for the trouble but the flooded field of
tules.
Under Walter Sandry's cool (le-
Watched Her Turn and Ride Down
One of the Mysterious Paths.
gray with mist and rain and vivid
green with the new grass ol the coast j timbers as them, not when they've got
country.
there's no fixin' such j meauor there was a small glow of
satisfaction, a sense of having in a
way redeemed himself.
At supper time Siletz, moving be-
tween the tables, laughed to herself,
softly, and her dark eyes under the
little shadow of her parted hair held
a sparkling gleam as if she had seen
that conflict and enjoyed it.
"Siletz," said the owner, coming In
suddenly from the east porch after the
men bad tramped heavily away to the
bunkhouse, “whom do you know out-
side this camp?"
She was alone in the big spotless
kitchen, her sleeves rolled up from her
arms, siim and brown with a smooth
color that was of the sun's giving.
"Outside the tamp?" she asked, turn-
ing to him for a moment, stopped in
some task of the aftermath of the
meal, “why—nobody.”
“Don't you ever go down to Toledo?"
Sandry was leaning in the doorway,
his bright blue eyes upon her
"Sometimes."
“Have you no friends there? No
girl friends?”
She shook her head and he noticed
the clean profile, the shape of the
small pointed chin, the good forehead
conflicting with a vague suggestion ot
fleeting wild things in the velvety
eyes
"Is there no one with whom you as-
to”<arry Tuchweight." They Ml hare" to sociat« ol“ the camP? Thf"k"
of those forests took what he wanted,
lie leaned forward and kissed her,
softly, lightly, on her smooth cheek
Her eyes darkened perceptibly and
she covered her face with her hands.
In a sudden great embarrassment
Saudry stood silent beside her, his
heart pounding and bis manhood al-
ready upbraiding him. He searched
his clearing brain for some word of
apology, some contrite expression, but
found none, and the next moment
could not in any case have spoken it;
for Siletz lifted her face and tt was
glorified. The intoxication had drifted
away from her features, leaving the.m
bare in the utter simplicity of the pri-
meval woman, and there was In them
a white fire of self-surrender.
Without a word—and Sandry knew
instinctively that she could not speak
—she turned to Black Bolt, threw tne
reins over his head, crouched beside
tiim on a little lift of moss and leaped
! upward He w'atc'ned her land on the
I horse's blanketed back with that in-
imitable grace of the wild, turn and
ride swiftly down one of the mysteri-
ous paths whose nodding ferns closed
after her. Uoosnah, following with a
lithe railing of ali his huge muscles,
east a lowering glance back'..ard at
the man.
The incident had taken ail the help-
fulness out of the day and the wilder-
“ness, and Sandry wended his w ay slow
; ly back to cam]), arriving Just tn time
I for supper. Siletz tended the table in
I tier usual silence, but when she
' reached him she was constrainedly
by
a word or touch. Once he looked up
at her. striving for recognition, but
she avoided his eyes and to save his
life he could not repress the wild
thrill that had betrayed him in the
hills, though he was conscious of an-
ger (lushing hot upon It. He sutTered
a very real humiliation in that he had
him gone. He had meant to ride olT
the fit of blues. Failing that, he decid- j aloof, as if fearing to break a spell
ed to walk it off. and struck up the wet
green valley to the north.
Almost immediately the tumbling
hills closed in upon him and he found
himself in a* k-ilderness of towering
firs, of dripping vine maples and mys
terious paths lost in the crowding
ferns. He was standing at rest in a
small glade carpeted with pine nee- : so far forgotten his training, his sense
THE EUROPEAN WAR A
YEAR AGO THIS WEEK
Feb. 7, 1915.
British took German trenches at
Gulnchy.
Germans rushed re-enforcements
to East Prussia.
Russians pierced second line of
German trenches near Borjimow,
Austrians resumed attacks on
Montenegrin positions on the Drlna.
British foreign office upheld use
of American flag by Lusitania.
Feb. 8, 1915.
Germans shifted 600,0C0 troops
from Poland to East Prussia where
Russian cavalry were sweeping
northward.
Russians moved forward in Car-
pathians but retired In Bukowina.
Turks In Egypt in full retreat.
Premier Asquith reported to par
liament British losses of 104.000 to
date.
Germany ordered all neutrals ex-
pelled from Alsace.
Feb. 9, 1915.
Germans again bombarded
Reims, Soissons and other towns.
Fighting on skis took place in Al-
sace.
Austro-Germans attacked Rus
slans at three points in Carpathi-
ans.
Russians made a wedge in East
Prussia across Angorapp river.
TurKish cruiser bombarded Yalta.
Russian warships shelled Trebi-
zor.d.
Feb. 10, 1915.
Fierce fighting took place in the
Carpathian passes.
Russians continued retirement
from Bukowina.
Allied aviators drwpped bombs
in Adrianople.
French brought down German
airman who dropped bombs in
Paris.
German Socialists indorsed the
war.
Steamer Great City sailed from
New York with relief cargo worth
$530,000 for Belgium.
Feb. 11, 1915.
Russians fall back in Mazurian
Lake region, East Prussia.
Cargo of American steamship
Wllhelmina. for Hamburg, seized
by British at Falmouth.
German submarines, driven by
storm in Norwegian ports, were
forced to leave.
American note to Germany, warn
ng U. S. would hold it to strict ac-
countability for destruction of
American vessels or lives on high
3eas, made public.
American note to England made
public, objecting to use of Ameri
can flag by British ships.
dies and surrounded with ferns, when
he caught the sound of voices They
came from the dense wall of the woods
at his right and unconsciously he lis-
tened. tipping his head and straining
his ears Presently a look of blank-
ness spread upon his face.
of the iitness of things, as to kiss this
wild mountain creature. His ances
tral blood rose up in condemnation
The next few days were crowded
full to overflowing with work and he
laid aside all personal perplexities
The first raft of logs, a great cigar-
One of the voices was familiar, soft shaped monster, laced together in all
and sliding with minors, the voice of
the girl Siletz. and she was speaking
jargon.
Even as this amazing knowledge
was borne in upon him the tangle
parted and she stepped out before him
A Siletz squaw followed her, a short
brown creature of comely features,
clad in brilliant flannel, a towering
pyramid of baskets slung to one shoul-
der. Nosing eagerly at the girl s el
bow stepped Black Bolt, while Uoos-
nah brought up the rear. They per
ceived him instantly and the Indian
its length and breadth witli giant
chains, lay in the backwater at Toledo
raady for its voyage into the world be-
yond.
A crew of river drivers was picked
from among the men and all was in j
readiness save for a draft of direc- j
tiotis which was to be given, along
with the raft, into the custody or t ap- j
tain Draft/ of the long dun-colored !
1 steamer that would stand in across i
the bar at Newport on the twenty-
sixth
Sandry thrilled with contemplation j
I Don’t Just Know.”
woman turned away with a few gut- 10f great, reddish-brown floor,
turals which Siletz answered (gently i slightly raised in the center, sloping
CHAPTER VI.
Trouble With the Yellow Pines.
Walter Sandry sat in the office at
the slough's edge, busy with file and
ledger. Two months had passed and
something had lifted from him in
these two months; a weight had light
ened. Where had been a huge dis or two. anyway We won't lose much."
gust, almost intolerable in its in "Do you think this is the work of
tensity, for this rain-soaked land, there the Yellow Bines people. Daily?"
be taken out entirely an' new ones
set.”
"1 didn't know," returned Sandry
| frankly; "won't they hold back the
work ?"
"A day or so, rnebbe. VV'e can take
! the faliers out an' put them on with
Collins an’ the rest. There's enough
I down to keep the buckers busy a day
had crept in an insidious admiration.
Often now he looked down the green
little valley sharply defined between
"Sure,” said Daily with certainty,
"they've done worse than this before
now. Cut our best cable two years
Us binding hills and felt the subtle ago and twice they've run the dinkey
charm of the intimate shadows the 1 off the track Into the slough. They re
Suddenly there passed over her fea-
tures a quick change. He could liken
But In the moment that she had con-
fronted him. Sandry had seen her face
and received a shock
Beginning just under the lower lip
and running downward to the base ot
gently to the sides. Its building had
been a thing of wonder to him it |
would in all probability scatter to the j
ends of the earth, and its worth ran |
well into five figures. He watched its
it to nothing but a wind on the surface j ^be chin there stood out three blue i departure, an impressive matter of
near white dusk and the great trees
under whose drooping feathery boughs
there lay silence and a sense of ref-
uge.
Suddenly there came to him a clam
or of voices, oaths and the throaty
tones of strong meu in anger Up from
bad actors."
“But what's the use’ What do they
gain?"
"They want to run us out of the
hills. Been at it for ten years. They re
Just givin’ you a hint as the new
owner.”
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of water, just a breath of change. j bars, each composed of minutely tat- ; sluggish rising with the tide, of al-
' Only the Preacher," she said with | tooed design*. Unconsciously his star- most irap rceptible motion and then of
a swift slurring of BOftness ln her i tied eyes flew to the dark face of the | majestic speed that carried it west-
voice.
"The Preacher?"
"You don't know him. He only comes
sometimes He was here just before
you came."
“Who is he?” asked Sandry curious
iy.
“I don't know. Nobody knows. But
1 love him."
"The Preacher," he said to himself a
little later in the bare south room un-
der the dripping eaves.
Bible—of course."
With a nee interest he picked up
the quaint old book of Holy Writ and
let it fall open in his hands as tt bad
a way of doing
Out from that marvelous song of an
girl. There, on her lighter skin, tell-
tale in Its truth of outline, was the be-
ginning of the same mark, broken In
its inception by some mysterious
hand.
For a moment Sandry's head whirled
and a sort of nausea came over him.
Then he became conscious of her dark
eyes, level and calm, upon his face and
a thrill that sent the blood pounding
In his veins shot through him The
H'm! The mighty trees around them, the eternal
majesty of the hills under the intimate
ward toward the ocean. Then he
turned back to his logging camp with
a heightened Joy In the new life.
That night he wrote to the white-
haired gentleman who was then going
to bed under silken covers with the aid
of the faitiiful Higgins; and his letter
was long and brilliant, touched with
that cheer and hope, that I'ght of
awakening strength and ability which
was beginning to stir his heart to its
foundation
"All"' said Mr. Wtltou Sandry when
gray sky. the girl In her trim, sensible be got that letter, looking down on the
attire of blue shirt, short skirt ami pageant of Riverside drive In its win-
boots, with that sudden revelation of
the wild about her, combined to sug
gest the unreal, the mysterious, the
ter livery, "what a boy he Is! What a
son! The metal is beginning to ring.
(TO BE CONTINUED.!
ADD TO BEAUTY OF EARTH
Writer’s Tribute to the Tree is Worthy
of Remembrance Throughout
the Ages.
Oh! Don Pepino. old trees In their
living state are the only things that
money cannot command. Rivers leave
their beds, run into cities and traverse
mountains for it; obelisks and arches,
palaces and temples, amphitheaters
and pyramids rise up like exhalations
at Its bidding; even the free spirit ot
man. the only thing great on earth,
crouches and cowers in its presence—
now earth; they and their shrouds WORTHY OF STUDY BY ALL
and their coffins. The caper and fig j _
tree have split their monuments, and
boys bave broken the hazel nut with
the fragments. Emblems of past lives
and future hopes, severed names which
holiest rites united, broken letters of
brief happiness, bestrew the road and
speck to the passerby tn vain.—Wal-
ter Savage Landor.
Growing Industry.
This country produces more talc and
soapstone than all the rest of the
world combined The domestic output
Lessons Taught In the Book of Ruth
Should Find Comprehension In
Every Mind.
has nearly doubled in the last decade
ft passes away and vanishes oetore j and the comparatively uniform devet
venerable trees. . . How many toud j opment of the industry Indicates its
and how many lively thougnts have stability and gives promise for con
The Book of Ruth is the greatest
pastoral Idyl in literature. It !■
founded on loving kindness, the lov
ing kindness of the Moabltess re
vealed to her family, and the loving
kindness of Boaz, the wealthy Israel-
ite, to Ruth. hiB kinswoman It also
contains the germ of that great heart-
edness which Is the center of the gos
pel of Christian love.
It is a book that opens wltb tears
and famine and ends with the sound
of wedding bells. The story turns
that that religion was not to be found-
ed upon wealth, or upon social caste,
but upon tbd large, wholesome love
of the human heart. Boaz Is Immor-
tal among Bible heroes for his kind
ness, bis plain, everyday generosity,
his sense of protection and care for
the lonely, unprotected Mosbitish girl,
his dead kinsman s wife, who In her
poverty gleaned In bis harvest field
Nourish Your Nerves.
People trt a nervous disposition need
a nourlsning. nerve bulldiug diet
Eggs served in various ways. milk, ce-
reals, etc , should be a standard part
ot the diet. He careful ot a lavisb use
of tomatoes or red beets. Supply your
table with quantities of ."ruil and fresh
vegetables and serve bran bread or
biscuit frequently. Should you nave
a tendency to obesity be careful to
to bis reapers that they should allow
her to glean even among the aheaves
of barley, and by bis largebearted
ness gained a wife, and. more than
that, made a place for himself Ic mat
boon nurtured under this tree! hew
many kind hearts have beaten uere! Its
brunches are not so numerous as the
coupieB they have invited to sit beside
tt, uor its blossoms and leaves together
as the expressions of tenderness it
has witnessed. What appeals to the
pure, ail seeing heavens! what slmU-
tludes to the everlasting njuuuiaius
wuat protestations ol eternal truth
and couBtancy! —from those who are
linued Increasing demand. Half ot iff upon the straightforwardness of Boaz,
is from New York, the balance chiefly ! who showed kindness and manliness
to Ruth, a member ot a nation that
! was Israel s foe. and In that kindness
| founded a new bouse, the house of
I Jesse and David, the royal tine that
I begat a greater than David.
I tt was first the mingling of the
blood of the Jew and Gentile syrnooi-
! ic of the cosmopolitan width of the
j Christian religion, it was the sign
from Vermont and Virginia. Soapstone
finds extensive use in commerce as
slabs for hearthstones, mantels, sinks
etc., and when powdered as a pigment
tn paper making, as a lubricator for
dressing skins and leather, etc. The
tine granular or crypto crystalline va
rleties are used for marking purposes
under the nsm« of French chalk.
after the readers Boaz gave order j avoid an excess of starch and sweets.
Consult your physician about any es
pecial tendency that you know your
family or any member of it to possess
and. guided by his advice, eliminate
such roods as might be barmful. In
immortal company who are renowned j faUJj)ies where there Is no special In
for naught but for being kind.—Curia disposition or hereditary tendency to
tlan Herald be considered let common sense guide
you. read up on dietetics uud keep
your table tree from unhealthful com-
binations and indigestible foods You
will tnid this study an interesting one,
but beware ot tads A diet must be
varied to be wholesome, and it is bet
ter to use spices aud condiments In
moderation man to let your table tack
tlavoi from uverzeal in leaving out
everything that is aot pre-enmieutn
wholesome.
Kaiser Man of Many Titles.
The kaiser is a man with many
titles, being an emperor, a king,
eighteen times a duke, twice a grand
duke, ten times a count, fifteen times
a seigneur, three times a margrave—
these add up to fifty, and he Is one
or two other things, count-prince, and
so forth, making bla titles at least fir
ty-four.
Feb. 12. 1915.
Von Hindenburg won great vie
tory over Tenth Ru3siafi army in
Mazurian Lake region, Russians
fleeing across frontier leaving 30,-
-CO dead and wounded, 50.1^0 pris-
oners and many guns.
Russians strengthened second
line of defense.
Thirty-four British airships
raided Belgian seaports.
French aviators raided German
aerdrome in Alsace.
Exchanges of d.sabled prisoners
between Eagland and Germany ar-
ranged.
American Giris' society sent to
France apparel for 20,000 persons
Feb. 13, 1915.
Russians claimed German offen-
sive in Poland had failed.
Germans defeated English on Or-
ange river, South Africa, and invad-
ed Uganda and British East Africa.
British wiped out Turkish force
at Tor.
Two British airmen killed at
Brussels.
Entire Austro-Hungarian land
eturm was called out.
WONDERFUL PROGRESS
IN CANADA
It Is Over the Hill—Splendid
Bank Clearings, and the Crop
Returns Reveal Vast Possi-
bilities for the Future.
“There are opportunities for invest-
ment in Canada now that may prove
attractive to American capital. Band
prices in the west are low ami wages
less than on this side of the line, and
whatever the outcome of the war, the
future of the Dominion is assured as
one of prosperity in the development
of Its vast resources." Chicago Tribune.
A short time ago the Canadian gov-
ernment asked for private subscrip-
tions to a loan of fifty million dollars.
I,ess than a month was given for com-
pletion of the subscription. On No-
vember 30th. the day upon which sub-
scriptions were to cease, it was found
that 110 million of dollars had been
subscribed or 60 million dollars more
than the amount asked, if there were
any so pessimistic as to imagine that
Canada was passing through a period
of hard times the wonderful showing
of this subscription should put aside
all doubts of Canada's rapidly increas-
ing prosperity.
The bank clearings of Winnipeg for
1915 were a billion and a half of dol-
lars. Think of it. Then, in addition,
there were the hank clearings of the
other cities throughout Western Can-
ada. Regina, Saskatoon and Moose
Jaw also show big increase In clear-
ings. The Winnipeg statistics show
that the city lias done tho biggest
financial, commercial and Industrial
business In its history in 1915. A
billion and a half are big clearings,
representing business on a per cap-
ita basis of over $7,000 per head for
every man, woman and child in the
city, and has gone ahead of big man-
ufacturing cities like Buffalo, and
runs a close second to Detroit. It
has shown bigger bank clearings than
the middle we.st cities of Minneapolis
and Duluth, and has exceeded Bos
Asgeles. Seattle and other noted ship-
ping centers. It is now side by side
with the len biggest cities in North
America in amount of hank clearings,
j Hut because the war helped Canada
recover quickly from a natural eco-
I nornic depression it does not follow
j that, at the end of the war, the coun-
try must suffer a relapse, and straight-
i way return to a state of inactivity and
j hard times.
A Winnipeg paper, with a well-
| known reputation for conservatism in
! economic matters says:
Canada's undeveloped fields should
| prove a mighty factor after the war in
I adjusting the country's business from
| one period to another. The staggering
j figures of this year's crop, showing, in-
j creases in production of 50 per cent
| over last year, give a slight idea of the
1 future wealth stored in vast stretches
j of prairie plain yet untouched by the
! plow. The Northwest Grain-Dealers’ As-
sociation on September 1 estimated
that the wheat crop of the three Prairie
Provinces would amount to 250,800 000
bushels. On November 10 that esti-
1 mate was increased to 307,230,000
bushels. The Dominion government
on September 13 estimated the West-
ern wheat crop at 275,772.200 bushels,
but on October 15 those figures were
changed to 304,200,000 bushels.
Monetary Returns for the Western
Crop.
And the amount of money which the
west is receiving for its grain has not
yet been wholly appreciated. Up to
the 10th of December the Canadian
west had received some 170 million
dollars for 182 million bushels of its
grain crop, of which 149 million bush-
. els was wheat. The average price of
No. 1 Northern wheat for September
was 937k cents; for October 98
rents, and for the first three weeks of
November $1.03:-*. On the 10th of
December there was fully 120 million
bushels of wheat to he marketed. This
would leave about 30 million bushels
for local consumption in the Prairie
Province s.
Bradstreet says:
"Confidence seems to have returned
in Canada; grain crops are exception-
ally large, prices pay the farmer, and
the war-order lines provide work and
aid in circulating mueh money. Credit
is more freely granted, and interior
merchants are disposed to buy rather
' liberally."—Advertisement.
How He Enjoyed It.
do you enjoy your
motor-
Why Guns Are Fired in Salute.
This is a sitfn of honor reserved
for royal and very distinguished per-
sons. When ships or coast forts fire
their gutiR to welcome a dlstlngu'shed
visitor the compliment, though noisy
in form. Is more delicate in Intention
than some of us know, it means that
we know the purpose of the visitor's
coming is so peaceful that we need
not keep our guns loaded, but Joyfully
empty them in his presence.
"How
cycle?"
"Fine! All I need is a coat of tar
and feathers to feel like a bird."
IF HAIR IS TURNING
GRAY, USE SAGE TEA
Make Punctuality a Habit.
Somebody said that the man who
was always on time spent half his life
waiting for the other man. Perhaps
that is so; yet the fact is no excuse
for those who are habitually late. And
really it Is quite as easy to be on time
as tt is to be late, if we only make
punctuality a habit
U»e for the Dowry.
A bachelor informs us that a mar-
riage dowiy is » lump of sugar in-
tended to nullify tho bitterness of the
dose.—Indianapolis Star.
Cow Chorister.
According to this advertisement tn
an English country paper someone
has a cow which Is possessed of rars
accomplishments: "Wanted—A steady,
respectable young man to look after
a garden and care for a cow who has
a good voice and is accustomed to
sing ln tbe choir."
Uncle Eben.
"Many a man," said Uncle Eben,
gives hisself credit foh bein' a stu-
dent of human nature when he’s only
curious 'bout other folks' affairs."
Don't Look Old! Try Grandmother’s
Recipe to Darken and Beautify
Gray, Faded, Lifeless Hair.
Grandmother kept her hair beautl-
! fully darkened, glosBy and abundant
with a brew of Sage Tea and Sulphur,
j Whenever her hair fell out or took on
that dull, faded or streaked appear-
ance. this simple mixture was applied
with wonderful effect. By asking at
any drug store for "Wyeth's Sage and
Sulphur Hair Remedy,” you will get a
large bottle of this old-time recipe,
ready to use, for about 60 cents. This
simple mixture can ho depended upon
to restore natural color and beauty
: to tbe hair and is splendid for dan
druff, dry, itchy scalp and falling hair.
A well-known druggist says every-
body ubob Wyeth’s Sage and Sulphur,
because It darkens so naturally and
evenly that nobody can tell tt has been
applied—It's so easy to use, too. You
simply dampen a comb or soft brush
and draw it through your hair, taking
| one strand at a time. By morning
the gray hair disappears; after an
other application or two, It is re
: stored to its natural color and looks
glossy, soft and abundant.—Adv.
Tho Idea.
Miss Flip—Why are they objecting
to this munitions business?
Miss Elite (vaguely)—1 guess it i*
because it Is some sort of a shell
g&me.
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