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write 'em, Red," he said, "tell 'em not
to bust her; just gentle her. No Span-
ish bits or spurs. Sugar and apples
and things like that; and no more than
a touch of the quirt if she acts up."
It was a wrench when she went.

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"WHY,

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"Why, in a few months I had a whole new vision of my work and its possibilities. You see, I was just beginning to really understand it. I made some suggestions to the manager and he was immensely pleased. Said he had noticed how much better I was doing lately and wished he had more like me.

"Just after that an opening came and he gave me my chance-at an increase of $25 a month. Then I really began to grow. Six months later I was put in charge of my department and my salary went up again. Since then I've had two increases of $50 a month and now I've got another $50 raise!"

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suspected it would be. And he had suspected all his imagination was capable of conceiving.

His eyes had bothered him all the way home. He took Red to drive the buckboard. He didn't mind Red seeing. And she had cried passionately and without restraint. She even threatened to jump off the train. But the old man had told the conductor to look out for her; and offered him fifty dollars, which the conductor refused, to see her across Chicago. And, of course, somebody from the school was to meet her at Cheltenham-on-the-Hudson, where was located the school to which she was going. It had been two years now. She had not been home. Nor had the old man been East. It takes a long time

for one to make up one's mind to so great an Odyssey when one has been all one's life a fixture. . . . Only her handwriting had greatly improved, and her spelling. At first rebellious,

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she had later become reconciled. . She sent a group photograph of the members of a club she had joined. After speculating for three weeks, they sent it back to ask her to mark herself with a cross. And even then they refused to believe it. Her hair was up and her dresses down, and she looked like the pictures in the magazines. You see, they remembered her mostly on a horse.

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Some days later there alighted at the tastefully ornate railroad station of Cheltenham-on-the-Hudson two strange figures. Large hats they wore; vivid blue suits of strange cut and stranger fit; high-heeled boots covered by pants legs stretched tight; and celluloid col· lars with made ties. For your cow man is picturesque on his native heath and in his own clothing. Transplanted, he looks nearly as incongruous as does the city man on the ranch.

The baggageman greeted them cordially. "Where's the rest of the company?" he queried.

Red looked puzzledly at old man Moseby. Then back at the baggageman. "Rest o' what company?" he demanded. "Ain't you movie actors?" asked the baggageman.

"No," replied Red.

"Oh," said the baggageman. "We are lookin'," said Red, "for the Misses Dane's Fashionable Finishing School for Young Ladies. It's here, isn't it?"

"Up on the hill," returned the baggageman. With a jerk of his head he indicated a waiting jitney. "Gus'll take you up there for a quarter apiece." "That's satisfactory." "Strangers?" queried the baggage

man.

"I run

"Yes. We're from the West." "I'm from Buffalo myself," said the baggageman. "Where you from?" "Arizona," said Red. The baggageman whistled. away to go there once," he said. "To fight Indians-when I was a kid. That's how come I goes to Buffalo. They found me and threw me off the train. I always figured that maybe I'd have another try some time. They tell me it's a swell country."

"It is," said Red. "If you ever come, look us up. We'd be glad to have you spend a couple o' months with us most any time. Diamond Dot, near Red Wing. Redfield Pepperday's my name. This is Mr. Moseby. He owns the ranch. He likes company too."

"A couple o' months!" said the baggageman.

"Or longer," said Red. "If you got a guitar or anything, bring it along. I play the harmonica myself. But it gets tiresome after a while."

He held out his hand.
"Glad to have met you, Mr.-"

"Stutt's my name," said the baggageman. "P. J. Stutt."

Billeted

From Los Angeles, California, the following:

"Glad to have met you, Mr. Stutt."
"Thanks," said the baggageman.
They shook hands all around.
Red turned to old man Moseby.
"Reckon we better be movin'," he said. Gentlemen:

And then to the baggageman: "Don't Just a word of sincere commendation
forget, Diamond Dot. Near Red Wing." of the aristocrat of tobaccos-Edge-
"I won't," said the baggageman. worth. I am a confirmed lover of the
"You've slipped me some'n' to-day I'll pipe and can safely say that before I
never forget."
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Edgeworth gives.

And as he watched them clamber aboard the waiting jitney he murmured to himself: "An' I thought my wife's uncle was payin' us some visit when he stayed three weeks! ... An' me never havin' set eyes on them before, either!" But the baggageman didn't know the West, where a man is judged innocent until he is proved guilty.

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From the river the hills rose sheer and heavily wooded save for shaven lawns and towering mansions. A trolley track accompanied them part way up the climb, then veered off to its own devices. Limousines darted past them with occupants closely hidden behind glass and shade. A row of small shops was soon left behind for a section of residences, closely grouped.

Old man Moseby's eyes gleamed eagerly. "I wonder if she'll know us," he said a little throatily.

"She'll know us all right," said Red. "But will we know her? That's the reel question."

They rode in silence along asphalted
streets, bordered by sidewalks, hedge-
lined. Lawns and houses, barns and
garages in an unbroken stream. "Pile
o' money tied up in this yer town," ven-
tured old man Moseby at length.

"Sure is. Kind o' stifling, though."
Another silence.

"Twenty," said old man Moseby.
"Uh-uh," negatived Red. "Nineteen."
"Twenty," said old man Moseby.
"Twenty on the fifteenth of this com-
in' June."

"Oh," said Red. "If you figure that
way!"

Another pause.

I am going to sketch a little occurrence. The scene is laid in the village of Sauvage, Magny, France.

Battery D of the 60th C. A. C. had just returned from a two months' stay Meuse-Argonne. on the firing lines-St. Mihiel and the Billeted in two barns half filled with straw and with the mess kitchen in the space in front of one of the barns, the men, having been deprived of every luxury and little

personal comfort while at the front, were mending torn uniforms, washing

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"I wonder if we look all right," said of-the-way little village was a can of old man Moseby.

"Why not?" said Red.
"That man at the station. He thought

we was movie actors."

"H'm," said Red thoughtfully. Then: "But we look just like we always do." "That's the trouble," said old man Moseby.

He peered out the window at a fashionably groomed city dweller walking to the station for exercise.

"That's the way they look here," he said. "I noticed 'em on the train. They wear shoes an' their pants pressed. Also, they got their manes roached straight up, not cut horseshoe an' shaved, like

us."

"That's easy fixed," commented Red. "Yes," agreed old man Moseby. "But I don't want that she should be ashamed of us."

"She won't," said Red. "She ain't that breed."

The old man shook his head. "I had a uncle once," he said. "He used to chaw tobaccer right in the parlor. It mortified mother terrible. Especially when we has comp'ny."

"What's that got to do with it?" inquired Red.

"Same idee," asseverated the old man. He would have elaborated on his theme only at the moment they swung from the main road into a driveway. Two stucco columns marked its opening. And one of these bravely assured the world that the precincts that lay behind were the girls' school of which the Misses Dane were proprietresses. "Here we are," said Red. Both men looked.

In every direction there stretched lawns, close-clipped, with here and there groups of trees and carefully tended shrubbery. At the foot of a gentle slope lay an artificial lake, crossed at its narrowest point by a tiny bridge. Behind it was a belt of heavy wood and thicket, and in its exact center

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fice it to say that we had Christmas, New Years, Fourth of July, and Decoration Day all in one that evening.

Here's pledging good fellowship in a pipeful of Edgeworth.

(Signed)

Cpl. Bttry. D. 60th C. A. C. And here's to you, sir! May you never again have to be billeted in straw in order to value Edgeworth so highly.

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"Look," said old man Moseby.

"What's the matter?" demanded Red. "You said it was a decoration," said the old man.

Red gazed in the direction of the old man's extended forefinger. There, in an opening in the woods, was a Greek temple. Red batted his eyes. "But they don't have 'em," he protested.

Of a sudden the jitney stopped, quickly. Red turned to the driver. "Anything the matter?" he asked.

"There they are," said the driver,
pointing toward the thicket beyond the
lake.

"There who are?" demanded Red.
"I
"The girls," said the driver.
thought maybe you might like to look
at 'em. We do," he added, not without
enthusiasm.

Red and old man Moseby followed
the direction of his pointing finger.
From the temple were emerging fig-
ures; figures of young girls, clad in
light diaphanous veils and very little
else. Following a leader, they skipped
lightly over the green and toward the
little lake. Lithe, clean-limbed, bare of
leg, of neck, of arm, the sun danced
against smooth young flesh. . . .

HE driver sat himself back as the favored possessor of pack at tow seat at a burlesque show. But not so his passengers.

The lower jaw of Redfield Pepperday dropped until it settled over his celluloid collar and upon his ready-made tie. Old man Moseby gave vent to a choking gasp. In silence utter and abysmal they watched. Nude veiled figures continued to prance, waving their arms; now crouching to their knees, and again leaping to their feet to continue gyrations that to their beholders held less of meaning than nothing at all.

It was Redfield Pepperday who broke
the silence. "Who-who-who are
they?" he demanded weakly.

"The girls," replied the driver.
"Ain't this an insane asylum?"
queried the helpless Redfield.

"Certainly not," returned the driver.
"I thought it was; and that the in-
mates had escaped in the lace cur-
tains! . . . You're sure it ain't?"

"Certainly I am," returned the driver. "Didn't you see the sign? And, besides, they do it every day. Us fellers comes up often."

"But who are they?" persisted the paralyzed Pepperday.

"They're the girls," repeated the driver impatiently. "The stoodents." "You mean that they're the girls that goes to this school?"

"Absotively."

"But what are they doin'?" It was plaintive, almost helpless.

"Learnin' to dance," replied the driver. "Anesthetic dancin', they call it, or some'n' like that. They do it every mornin' in the summer. That is, every mornin' when it don't rain," he added meticulously.

Red gulped weakly. "And the teachers let 'em?" he persisted.

"Let 'em!" said the driver. "They make 'em. It's a part o' their lessons." "But they don't do it willingly," persisted Red. "Why, you wouldn't get me out like that for a million dollars! They put up a holler, don't they?" The driver grinned. "Do they look it?" he asked.

He

Red turned again to the prancing figures now engaged in that classic gyration known as driving the wild horses. He blinked twice. Then, like a flash of light, it came to him. gulped. "Great snakes and stingin' lizards!" he muttered. He turned to old man Moseby, still mazed and mystified. "Do you get it?" he demanded. "Our June! Our little June!"

The old man batted helpless eyes. "Maybe she's one of 'em!" Red elucidated. "Maybe she herself is one o' that bunch out there this very minute! Think of it! Our June! Hoppin'

around like a hen with its head cut off with nothing on but a " He seized the old man by the sleeve. "It's our move," he cried. "Come on! And come a-runnin'!"

Dragging the still bewildered old man after him, he sped across the lawn toward the capering figures. And

Red

as the old man ran, he realized. no longer had to lead. It became a neck-and-neck affair.

It was a rude interruption. Having driven the wild horses to the point of exhaustion, a Fifty-seventh Street Diana, whose father had cleaned up in munitions, was about to lead her fashionable if unclad-or, that is, fashionable and unclad-huntresses upon a perfectly divine chase after an imaginary minotaur, or something.

But even a Fifty-seventh Street aplomb, founded on munitions, may be upset by some things. Two large-hatted, strangely clad men, with their necks shaved and fire in their eyes, may be comprised within the category.

On beholding their swift and sudden advent Diana, suddenly losing all interest in mythological monsters as a form of outdoor sport, emitted a ladylike squawk and retreated among her frightened followesses.

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attitude from that of their leader, said followesses did their best to retreat among one another; with the result that they got to milling; with the further result that, on arriving, all that Red and the old man had to face was a revolving circle of arms and legs and waving veils, from which arose plaintive cries, like sea gulls calling to their mates.

For an interval Red and the old man

hovered helplessly around the outskirts, powerless to halt or break through. But the impetuous Red was not long to be withheld.

"What'll we do?" he demanded of the old man, yelling to be heard above the noise.

"Ride through 'em!" returned the old man. "It's the only way when they're millin'! An' if you see one with the Diamond Dot brand, cut her out, and cut her quick!"

Years of cattle could not help in excitement but to reach subconsciously.

But modern maidens are not cattle. The charge did not stop the milling. Instead it created a stampede. Diana broke. Leaping from the herd, she started across the shaven sward. And her followesses followed. All save one. For, as the huntresses cleared away, one remained. Tall, slender, black haired, and beautiful; straight-limbed, rounded of arm and of

"Dad!" she cried. "Daddy, dear! What in the world are you doing here?"

"It ain't what I'm doing," returned old man Moseby grimly. "It's what you're doing.' He turned to his fellow herder. "Shut you eyes, Red," he said. "I am," said Red. "I mean, they were shut long ago.' He slipped out of his coat and handed it to the old man. "Put this around her," he directed. "And say when."

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"But it's all right," protested June. "She was Diana, and I'm one of her huntresses and we were going hunting."

"I don't know the lady," returned the old man. "But the last part is right. We're going hunting. We're going hunting first for some clothes, and then for the she terrapins that runs this deadfall."

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T was the most painful interview that the Misses Dane had ever had. Old man Moseby took the floor and refused all invitations to sit down. Redfield Pepperday stood in the doorway, turning his hat as though it were some sort of basket he was weaving. June sat in the corner and cried.

The elder Miss Dane attempted to explain.

"It is folk dancing," she said.

"It may be some folks' idea of dancing, but it ain't mine," old man Moseby rejoined. "My folks danced with their clothes on."

"But this," protested the younger Miss Dane, she of the man's collar and the tailored coat, "is esthetic dancing. It gives freedom to the body and inspiration to the soul."

"So," commented old man Moseby, "does takin' a bath. Do they do that in the yard here too?"

"Certainly not!" rejoined the elder Miss Dane.

"It's a bet you're overlookin'," said the old man. "I don't want to get ornery," he went on, "especially with

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ladies. But when I come into the dooryard of this place and find my only daughter doin' a Highland Fling right out on the open prairie with nothin' on but a mosquito bar, I reckon it's not only my right but my bounden duty to settle back on my hunkers and howl.

"I shipped June to this school in good faith. I wanted her to learn things a lady should know. Now, while she's been dressing I sat out into the hall and talked to her. She tells me that she doesn't know the Portland Fancy or the Lancers or the York, or any of them dances; but only to drive wild horses that ain't there. If she'd wanted wild horses, I could have kept her home and given her some real ones. I asks her if she knows how to make corn pone and batter bread and apple dumplings. She don't. Only lobster Newburg, whatever that is, and chicken aller rain. Has she read Dickens and Shakespeare and Hawthorne and William Jennings Bryant? She doesn't even know who they are. She's been wasting her time on free verse and Hindu poets and other things banned by the immigration authorities. She can't sew and she can't cook. She can't even play on the pianner anything anybody wants to hear. As far as I can find out, she's like a broncho that's been trained to buck, and that's all. Her education may be all right for a show. But it ain't worth a hoot for practical purposes.'

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"She has learned French," protested the elder Miss Dane.

"Mebbe so," returned old man Moseby. "That'll come in handy on the long winter evenings. She can sit around and talk French at us."

"Our school," stated the elder Miss Dane haughtily, "is run for young The ladies, not for the bourgeoisie.

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well for a maidservant or for the helpmeet of a laboring person, but they have long since become passé with people of higher civilization."

"I reckon mebbe you're right," replied the old man. "I've often wondered why the divorce courts were so crowded. What you say explains it. If there were more corned beef and cabbage and fewer chickens aller rain, there'd be more happy marriages and fewer husbands and wives tellin' unpleasant truths about each other to the judge. And as for the higher civilization, the trouble with our present civilization is that it's gettin' too high. It's so high that the air's rarefied and nobody can breathe in it. It's gettin' to be all frostin' and no cake. What you and folks like you are doin' is to put a fancy roof on the house and then forget to build the house. Incidentally, you spend too much time drivin' wild horses that ain't there.

"I can see your idea all right. You mean well. But you're overplayin' your hand.

Your intentions is good. But I'm beginning to see that hell ain't the only place that's paved with good intentions." "Dry

He turned to his daughter. your eyes, little girl," he said. "There must be a school somewheres around this neck of the woods that's got sense, and where they esteem a dry cellar more than they do red shingles."

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he looked mischievously at June, "the
wild hosses."

And June, looking up at him, blushed. A fact which the Misses Dane noticed, but viewed with a supreme contempt.

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schools have but just begun to teach TELL TOMORROW'S

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children the rules of the road, and only now, because of considerations of "safety first."

But the results will be much deeper than personal safety.

When the public-school system includes as much in its teachng of roads and trucks as it now does of railroads and waterways, and their economic importance, the colleges and universities will be compelled to broaden their pres

ent courses of highway engineering into Courses of transport engineering-quite a different thing. Put it this way: there is a problem of location of highways, another problem of construction of highways, and a third of maintenance of highways. There is the art of using the highway after it is located, constructed, and maintained.

These four, taken together, equal the science of highway transport.

When our primary grades lead up to the study of highway economics in our high schools, as to-day primary education leads up to water and railway economics in the study of government in high schools, and when this new high-school study of road transportation shall broaden into courses in highway transport, as well as highway construction engineering in our colleges, then, and not until then, shall we be on the right road to permanent highway development.

Millions Might Be Saved

NOTHER of the great reasons why we don't build roads to-day, why we didn't build roads yesterday, which shall be roads to-morrow is because we don't know how. We don't know how, largely because for many years we built roads by rule of thumb, by dumping stone onto dirt, by "working out" road taxes with shovel and pick and sod and ignorance. True, we have to-day skilled highway engineers, we have laboratories, we have tests, we have experimental roads, but we haven't enough, not nearly enough, of any of them.

We have forty-eight States, all of which have some sort of highway commission and some sort of a chief highway engineer. Not any of them, not all of them together, could give an adequate answer if asked for a rational plan of highway development for the whole country. And it is not their

fault.

They are educated, competent, skilled engineers. But no engineer can know more than he is taught, or finds out, and no one road engineer can dig out so very much of new road science individually simply because road engineering is so big a subject, works with such large masses of material, through such vast stretches of country, in so many different locations, climates, altitudes, rainfalls, and through such comprehensive vistas of time, that only the experience of the mass can develop a large enough knowledge to help the individual.

We have research work being done by the National Government and by some schools. What we need is Federalencouraged laboratories for road work in each State, and private laboratories maintained and used with the best of brains available in many institutions of learning.

It is universal human experience

that real human need always produces something to fill the need. When the need gets acute enough we shall have our education and our research work for roads and transport; and by that time, it is to be hoped, we will have come to consider road transport as a question just as vital to our national well-being as railroads and water

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For the truth is that the thing toward which we are stumbling and groping, at what cost in money, ignorance, and inefficiency can only be guessed, is a National Highways System in which the United States Government will take the lead, not the trailer position, in the development of these arteries of commerce which will make truly universal the new means of transport. Consider that we have, all told, nearly a million trucks to-day and less than two hundred thousand miles of road fit for them to run upon; remember that trucks are just coming into their own, and it is obvious that it is only a question of time until this country as a whole must do the needful thing to make them wholly useful to its entire territory. The question is not, shall we have a national system of highways, nationally built and nationally maintained for the use of the nation, but shall we have it in time to save these unthinkable sums of money now pouring out into roads which do not return value received?

WF have spent in the last fifteen

years enough money to build 60,000 miles of national highways, at $50,000 per mile. We have added 12,500 to our good-road mileage, much of it inadequately built. We have 200,000 miles of so-called "improved" roads, which can be, and often are, cut to pieces to the point of the bitter need of complete rebuilding, by the very motor truck which can and will save time and money in transportation.

Keep America Moving

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to increase the production of motor fuel, the petroleum industry cannot hope to meet the demands ahead for gasoline by adhering to old methods of refining. A greater percentage of motor fuel per gallon of crude must be produced, and this problem the fuel industry is attacking vigorously and with good results.

This time last year we were wondering about the future of disk wheels. Now we are able to say that disk wheels seem to have been universally adopted for sporting models of roadsters and touring cars, as they lend themselves nicely to open models of trim lines.

automobile world the day of the freak is over.

People are now buying cars exactly as they buy typewriters, phonographs, pianos, and other commodities, for performance, service, and appear

If a car differs greatly from all others, it must go through a period of proving to the buyer that its lines and principles are correct and all others wrong. The modern car represents the particular style which the vast majority of the motoring public wants at this particular moment. public is rapidly becoming motor wise, and in mechanical improvements it not only wants to be told about them, but wants to have definite proof of the manner in which the efficiency and the value As the automobile has grown out of the luxury class into the position of a commodity in general use, both its manufacturers and its users begin to appreciate that its principal purpose in the scheme of things is to keep America moving.

The wire wheel is also growing in popularity in open models, as it helps considerably in giving the impression of fleetness and lightness. Apparently of the machine are increased. the wooden wheel is in no danger of elimination within any time now discernible.

People who are disappointed at the lack of innovations in the automobile shows must bear in mind that in the

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