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At The Up-town office Northern Idaho and Montana Power Co. i fiL* A .'* ££* a r « r s r WHILE THEY LAST m to m to to 2 to to to to to to to to t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t $ t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t ¥ M' t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t t f t i $3.00 PER THOUSAND PRINTED T h e C o u r i e r to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to to m to to to to to to to to to to to to t o to Self Conquest H o w Love a n d B ravery Saved a M a n From H im self By CHRISTOPHER BARKLEY C o p y r ig h t by A m e r ican P ro s s A s s o ciatio n , 1011 Not fur from F o r t ---- , In wbat was then called tbe tar west, was onw « ranch bouse, ln those (lays tlio Amer ican Indian was not kept In continued subjection, and tbe rancher built bis bouse near enough to the fort to ro there with those of liis household for protection in case of necessity. Tht1 fort, now that the Indian Has lieen eliminated, hus sunk to nothingness in Importance, and the ranch house is buf. a charred spot, buvlng been burn ed by the redskins years ago Not an hour before its destruction £ couple, a young officer from the fort and a girl, tbe rancher’s daughter, were sitting on the broad veranda in the light of a full moon. Allen Kim bail had enlisted in the United States army because he could neither ho con trolled nor control himself. He had given In to almost every kind of dis sipation, and at the end of a spree, not baving tbe hardihood to meet bis father nnd being out of money, in a fit of desperation be hnd enrolled blm- Beif in a cavalry regiment, choosing tbat arm of the service since it., would send him farthest from bis homo. He had not been long at his station wben trouble with the Indians came on, and Kimball showed himself so brave that he was rapidly promoted through the 'noncommissioned grades and before the fighting was over was mado a lieutenant. This gave him heart, and be determined to redeem himself witb bis family. But a pas slon for gambling stood in bis wny At those remote posts there was little or nothing for the men to do except drink and gamble, and Lieutenant Kimball found tbe temptation to gam ble too strong for him. Once be had begun to piny all caution deserted him. aud he bet wildly. The result wns that he bccaine indebted to liis broth er officers in large amounts. One or two of his creditors in order to gel wbat they considered to be their just dues formed a clique against him, and he fonnd himself a \cut” man, which is the army expression for ono whose brother officers will not speak to him, though some dissented from tbe rest on the ground thnt Kimball did not de serve whnt was indicted upon him. Kimball had formed the acquaint-' anco of Winifred Armour, the ranch man’s daughter, nt the height of the reputation be bnd mnde for bravery and efficiency. He loved her, nnd his loved was returned. He confessed his previous life to her nnd announced bis intention thereafter to be a credit in stead of a disgrace to his family. She sympathized witb him deeply and promised him that if he adhered to bls resolution for a given time she would marry him. “But,” she snid. “I will confess that tbere is ln the east a man of sterling worth wbo has asked me to be his wife. He ls mucb older than 1, uud thus far I respect bim only. My love is yours. If you relapse into your former condition wben I return to the east I shall accept bls proposition.” Doubtless she put the matter thus to furnish an Incentive to bim to conquer himself. He had ridden over to the ranch bouse on this moonlight night to bid ber goodby. He bad failed to conqucr himself and.bad lost her. Tbe inter view was painful to both. “Weil,” he said, “In one thing I re joice—you In time will be happy. Thank heaven, I am uot to drag you dowu witb me! You will be a member of a family, while I—I nm every day ex pecting an Invitation to resign.” Winifred made no reply. What could she say? She could uot find it In her heart to upbraid him. And there was nothing she could say to relieve the mental torture both suffered She sim ■ ply put out ber band in a mute fare well. They were both recalled from the melancholy status existing between tbem by hearing distant sounds of a galloping horse, evidently coming nt full speed. Both listened. The ani mal was not coming from the direc tion of the fort, but toward It. Kim ball knew that the Indians on tho nearby reservation bad been unruly, and something told him the comer was a messenger bringing a warn ing. His fear was realized. A horse man, reaching a point In the road op posite the ranch gate, pulled his borse back on his haunches and cried out: “The Indians are coming! They’re right on us!\ Witbout n word Kimball ran for the stable near the house nnd In a few : given here. A troop of cavalry from minutes returned, leading Winifred’s j the fort met a party of Indians nud mare, saddled and bridled Her fatber Iput them to flight. In lhe road where was a wny from the rancb, and there j the meeting took place, unconscious when (lie pjillop of a single horse was beard tiiiif bad evidently distanced the rest Kimball knew that lie was gain ing UJJOU Hlelll, “I’m going lo slow up and fire,\ be said. \You xo on; don’t lose nny tim e ril overtake you.\ Iio pulled liis horse back on his haunches und turned him as quickly ns possible*, hut not too quick, for nn Indian was right on him. Seizing a repenting rifle I hat he carried hooked to his saddle, he fired wheu tiie man was not a hundred yards from him and dropped him. Then, turning, he followed Winifred. She had preferred to reduce her pace, and he consequent ly soon caught up with ber. “Why did you not go on when I drew rein?\ lie asked. “I am doing this for you, not for myself. You know that death is my only refuge.\ “I shall draw rein every time you do,\ was tha reply. “You nre demented. Those men who are following us nro savages. When I hall again go on. If you fall into their hands you will add a thousand fold to my anguish.” “ Do you suppose 1 can ride to safety leaving you behind to be tortured and then murdered V\ “You are a woman. I think of the agony you will occasion me, tbe sad ness for your loss that will be for others.\ There was no reply to this. On the two galloped, maintaining tbe distance between themselves and those behind, who were delayed on coming to the body of the buck who had boon shot Here they divided, a part remaining with the dying Indian, the others continuing the pursuit Half the distnncc between the ranch house and the fort had been passed when suddenly a red glare wns added to the pale light of the moon. Kim ball said nothing. He knew that the glare cnme from the burning of tbe ranch house On. on they sped, the glare adding, to their terror of the whooping savages behind them. Again the footfalls of the pursuing horses, by their varying distinctness, indicated that, lhe Indians were sepa rating in accordance with fhe speed of Ibeir ponies. Then Kimball saw that he might save tb6 girl hy sacrificing himself. “There’s a rise in the ground ahead.” be said. “I’m going to stop tbere and take I hem as they come on. Hurry to the fort. With what delay to the sav ages I cause you cun certainly reach it.” “No! No!” cried Winifred, who knew very well what this meaut. “Keep on We^shall soon meet a force from the garrison \ “Either we or that red light will be the flrst news they will get that the Indians nre on the warpath.\ “I will remain with you.\ “Go!” he cried. They had reached the crest, and, reining In his horse, I k dismounted. Seeing that she. too. had stopped, he said, “My only chance is to hold them at bay till you can send as slstance.” She hesitated a moment; then, think ing that ho might he right, shf> gave her horse a cut and dashed onward. Kimball, who had trained his horse for Indlnn fighting, forced him to lie down on tbe crest, and, placing himself on his stomach behind him. wailed for the first Indian to como within range. But a few moments passed be fore, on a rise in tlie ground, a bun dred yards awny against the glare of the burning ranch house, appeared the silhouette of an Indian. The mnn was coming swiftly, advancing straight toward Kimball. Kor the few seconds the savage wns on tlie crest he seemed to bo standing still. Tlie oflicer used these few seconds to draw a bead on the man’s breast and Bred The ln dian rode down ou to the lower ground, his arms thrown up above his head, then fell backward, not fifty feet from his enemy. Kimball saw thnt in the burning building he hnd a great advantage. But there wns no time to consider. Before the Indian he had shot had fallen another npponred on the crest At the momeut ono of those bursts of flame that shoot up now nnd again from burning buildings added Intensity to the light, nnd the body of the savage was pictured with inky blackness Kimball took n sure aim at his head and pierced his bruin. At that moment mnny silhouettes of Indians nppeared on the crest Kim ball felt that his time had come, but he welcomed It. Life to him hnd lost all charm; indeed, It was his wish to leave a world for which he had proved himself unfitted. Nor did he wish to remain to know that the girl he wor shiped was in possession of another He began a rapid lire at the advancing Indians. This is all thnt is known of that re markable battle in whicb a single mnn killed five redskins and wounded four moro. His own account and the In dians he put out of tbe fight are all there was to tell the story, nnd he re members nothing more than has been Humor and Philosophy By BVACAA M. SMITH PERT PARAGRAPHS. —■■i i ■ - ■ MANY a bachelor would be a mar ried mau today if it were not nec essary to propose in order to reach that condition. ! It is often easier to suppress a lie tban it Is to suppress a small boy. Women may not be close observers, but they always have nu eye out for the malu chance. Ouly men who are willing to take an infinite amount of trouble develop into great scoundrels. When you ask a man for a favor he is apt to flnd that he could have done it for you yesterday, but— We do have to be bored, but wheu the verb is active we rather enjoy be ing the subject. Some way physical development in the kitchen doesn’t seem to appeal to girls. Don’t cheat yourself. There are flenty o£ experts willing to do it for you. Curiosity has its uses, but it ia often an embarrassing thing. A Luxury. The gentleman without a cent. If he lias lots of sense, Although upon revenge intent. No lawsuit will commence. Such luxuries are for the rich Or for the persons who Have Just enough of hard old stuff Laid by to see them through. It Isn’t any poor man's game, This mixing with the law. For if his pocketbook is lame His finish will be raw. In vain it ls his case is just, In vain his causc is good. Without large bills the justice mills Saw very little wood. The man who has a paying mine, A vast and wide estate, He can afford to get in line And for his justice wait. The years roll on, as years will roll, Through time’s unending hall. And overy cent that must be spent For other conts will call. The man who seeks the witness stand His tale of woe to tell Should gather up his cash in hand And throw it ln tlie well. All he can borrow, beg or earn Should to that well bo fed; From courts of law and lawyers turn And he will be ahead. J.P.B1NDON Modern Plumbing and Steam Fitting JOBBING A SPECIALTY W ater mains figured oi Work Guaranteed All ;9SS»SS9SSe96S6S«S6S6Sg Dr. C. A. Rohrer fi Surgery a Specialty J Office, 209 Jamieson Bld’g. $ Spokane, Washington. (f 'SS6SS9S9SS3SSSS9SS6S e S 6 s S The - - McDonald Hospital 29, 3d Avenue E. Kalispell, - - - Mont New, Splendidly Equipped and Strictly Up-to-date,' None but Graduate Nurses Employed. MISS B. M. RYAN, Manager Drs Macdonald and Smith 137 Main Street Kalispell - - - Mont A. D. MACDONALD, M.D..C.M. Practice Limited to Surgery and Diseases of Women C. S. SMITH, M. D. General Practice. Special Attention to Diseases of Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat wns no one ln tbe house but employ ees and servants. They, too, prepared for flight Kimball put bls companion on her borse, mounted himself, and they tore through the open gate ami away toward tlie fort. They hnd scarcely started when behind them cnme fbnt terrible whoop whlcb only nn Indian enn give. The fort was six miles from tlie ranch—not a long distance for an or dinary ride, but too great to enable the fugitives to reach safety with a horde of yelling savages In their rear The horses knew tbat yell and put forth all their strength. Scarcely a mile had been covered and bndly wounded, the soldiers found Lieutenant Kimball. When he came to himself he was being carried on a stretcher in the raooullght, and beside him walked Winifred Armour. Bend ing down, sbe whispered to him; “My life Is yours, to help you.” A wild joy triumphed over ail else, but be could reply only by a pressure of tbe hnnd. In tho nrrny bravery overtops almost any offense. Kimball remained In lt, respected nnd admired. His wife’s love wns all thnt was needed to en able bim to keep himself in subjection, nnd, supplying, ns she did, support for his weaknesses, he conquered, Accomplished. \He is, a perfcct bore.” “Who?” “Johnson.” “Then why do you let him call so often?” “He’s a smooth bore, and I don’t ob ject so much to that.” Planning Revenge. ‘•He treats his wife shamefully.’’ “Cross with her?\ “Yes, and never takes her any where.” “Oh, but I’d like to be his stenogra pher for half an hour.” J. W. FULLER A u c t i o n e e r Folson, Mont Farm and Stock Sales A Specialty Correspondence Solicited Not Pleasing. “Anything about her pust?” “Nothing, only”— “Only what?” “It has been a past so long that she doesn’t care to talk about it.” Gaseous. “Oli, I wish she’d shut up!” “She can’t.” “Why not?” “She’d blow up.” Business Sense. “She married for money.\ “But why was sho divorced?\' \Same reason,\ Unguarded. 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