The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 31, 1917, Page 4

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LESSEE eee ee ees He that never thinks never < “ can be wise—Dr. Johnson. ° SEEEEETEEEEEOTS : 60 TRADE MARK OF TREASON. “I had rather have my son go to heaven in France than go to hell in America,” was the reply of a Dallas (Texas) father to one of the tribe of whispering traitors who ask: «Why hould we send our boys to fight in a foreign land?” * If Germany should win the war in France she will lose little time in transporting her own peculiar variety of hell to America. Herr Zimmer- mann’s little note, that got lost, shows! she has been doing her best to bless us with kultur even under the restrict- ed circumstances so long imposed by the British navy and our allies who have been holding the western front. Men who have invested their most precious possessions— their sons—in this war, naturally are not choice in their words when they reply to the insinuations of the traitors who begin “{ approve of everything the presi- dent has done BUT—.” These phrases are the trade marks of treason—no true American has time for such talk now. If Senator Brady wants 1,000 dogs for “military purposes,” let him look among the slackers. LET’S STAND BY THE PRESIDENT Not long ago President Wilson was motoring along a ‘Maryland road. In turning, his limousine backed off the highway into a mire covered with grass. The wheels of the machine sank almost out of sight. A Baltimore man, driving a ‘five- ton truck came along and pulled out the president's car. The secret serv- ice men offered to pay the owner of the truck, but he declined. As he turned to, leave, he remarked: “It is enough.reward to be able to get President (Wilson out of a hole.” It would be a fine thing for the country if everyone of us was ani- mated by the spirit of that speech. Unfortunately there are certain un- patriotic senators in congress, certain proGerman editors, and orators whose motto seems to be: “It is enough reward to be able to get President Wilson into a hole.” Their efforts are becoming more patent every day. Thev are eclipsing the record of the copperheads during the civil war. They spent theic timo trying to block everything the presi- dent is doing to win the war. use up their energies in trying to make the war unpopular. They use false and specious argu- ments. They resort to plain lying. They do things against their own country that no German would dare do against Germany. Fortunately, their very treachery is proving its own undoing. The Amer- ican people are beginning to take their measure. The America people are beginning to realize whither our latter-day copperheads #:e driving. They realize that all this anti-war agitation, all this hit-the-administra- tion preachment, is simply pro-Ger- manism in ahother form. And the bulk of the people. are-quietly stand- ing by the president. . Slowly but.sure- ly they are exerting pressure in his favor. ‘hey are showing their con- fidence him. They are displaying their wif to go through this war busi- ness thoroughly. They are realizing} They | , that it is a nasty job that has to be done and they want ‘t done as quickly and as victoriously as _possi- ble. In a very short time it is going to be a rather hazardous - business to throw stones in the path of an admin- istration trying its level best to fight democracy’s battle. His latest pictures most appropri- ately show the former czar of Russia to be up the stump. END AUTOCRACY. There is only one way to end the war—that is to end the German autoc- racy. There is only one way to end the German autocracy—that is to disarm it. The men who, above all others, know! what canstitutes the strength of the German autocracy are the Ger- mans who have fought it. the small minority socialist faction formerly led by Liebknecht, now head- ed by Ledebour and Haase. These men have presented a real basis for peace in the plan they have adopted as their platform. It is not surprising that the very first thing in their program is DISARMAMENT. And ‘disarmament is the VERY LAST THING the German autocracy will agree to. The only real basis for peace in the pope's recent proposal is DIS- ARMAMENT. DISARMAMENT is the keynote in every one of President ‘Wilson's ut- terances on peace and the issues of the war. But ACTUAL DISARMAMENT is meant—not a PROMISE to disarm, from a government ‘that has shown it keeps no promises. That is why President Wilson will continue to demand that the German people GIVE SECURITY in the shape of evacuation of France and Relgium, or the instant cessation of submarine warfare, before any peace conference meets. If that SECURITY is given, peace might come tomorrow on the understanding that DISARMA- MENT—not merely the formation of peace leagues or contracts, but actaal scrapping of the armies and navies— is to take place at once. ‘With the mailed fist cut off, the Hohenzollern dynasty would be hard put to it, to survive even as a social ornament in many. The whole pan-German menace of a middle-Euro- pean empire or Berlin-to-Bagdad would evaporate as the armed forces of Prussia melted away. DISARMAMENT is the key to world peace. Peace will never come until Germany agrees to disarm, and gives actual security for the instant fulfilment of the promise. Observe this vital difference be- tween the REAL peace plan of the REAL German socialists, and the fake “no annexations, no indemnities” pro- gram put forward here and in Russia by the agents of kaiserism. This thing is a mere sham, designed to save the Hohenzollern autocracy and preserve the Prussian military system under the sonorous pretense of “leaving every nation to work out its own destiny.” Russia for a time was duped, and the price she paid was fearful. The debt is not all liquidated yet. The best proof of the pro-Prussian- ism of the American pacifists and ma- Jority ‘socialists is that their “peace plan” is directly opposed to the “peace plan” of the real socialists in Germany. La Follette’s resolution and the whole output of pacifist spouters in this coiintry coincides exactly with the program of the “socialists” in Germany, who are denounced by the real socialists there as “kaiser social- ists.” Evidently there are Germans who know the breeti—even if Americans find some difficulty in spotting it. MEMORIZE THIS, PACIFISTS! Who counsels peace at this momen. tous hour ‘When God hath given deliverance to the. opprest And to the injured power? Who counsels peace, when vengeance like .a flood Rolls-on, no longer now to be represt: When innocent blood From the ftour corners of the world cries out: For justice upon one accursed head? a2 a ek, ee ae Woe, woe to all, less shame If this heroic land False to her feelings and unspotted both woe and end- fame” Holds out the olive to the Tyrant's hand.. ee te a a Down with the Tyrant: with the mur- derer down. —Southey. To save cloth women are going to wear gowns with one sleeve. . Lucky the pantaloon has not yet become en- eral for women’s wear. ~——— An Old Idea. ‘Tho: type of ‘man who feels he has discharged his obligations as a hus- band when he provides his wife with a place to do housework for her board is not uncommon,—Topeka Capital, They are} ¢: ‘CONTR aid of the Forest,” etc. ' SYNOPSIS, CHAPTER 1.—Robert Hollis, one time sea captain, who tells the story, is a guest on Gerald Carrington’s yacht, Esmeralda. It is supposed to be a “stag” party and Hollis is sur- prised on discovering a woman, who evidently wishes to‘ remain unknown, aboard. CHAPTER II—Hollis, the next night, succeeds in having an interview with the woman. She 1 tells aim her name is Vera. CHAPTER II—Carring > his guests of the coming war, ..d that ae is engineering a copper pov CHAPTER IV—The yacht is sunk in a collision and Hoiiis saves Mc- Cann, millionaire, and one of the par- y. CHAPTER V——Hollis and McCann rescue Vera and leave the ship in a small boat. CHAPTER VI—Hollis and Vera be- come friendly, though he is unaware of her identity. CHAPTER VII—McCann refuses to submit to Hollis’ authority, and the ‘ r enforces it. Li APTER VIII—The castaways are + -d by a ship, the Indian Chief, nich! takes them aboard. CHAPTER IX—The Indian Chief has recently been struck by lightning and is almost a wreck. All the offi- cers are dead Hollis meets the own- er, who tells him the vessel has a cargo of ammunition, consigned to the German government. CHAPTER X—Hollis consents to take charge of ship and continue-voy- age. Vera recognizes an old friend in Robert Bascom, owner of the Indian Chief CHAPTER XI—Some dissatisfaction among the crew uqickly develops, and Hollis selects his officers. CHAPTER bs McCann wants to return to y York, and tries to cor- rupt the crew. CHAPTER. XUT—ollis finds him- self forced to confine McCann to a cabin. CHAPTER XIV—Vera and_ Hollis agree that for Bascom’s sake the ship must be taken to its destination. Hol- lis learns that Vera is Gerald Carring- ton’s daughter. CHAPTER XV—The crew, realizing danger of capture by allied warships, evince disinclination to continue the voyage. CHAPTER XVi—Leaders of the crew disarm Hollis and make him a prisoner. CHAPTFR XVII—In a fight with the mutineers Hollis is badly hurt. On recovering consciousness he real- izes that he must submit, though, be- ing the only navigator on board, he is in position to make terms with Mc- Cann. He is made a prisoner. CHAPTER XVIN. A Compromise and an Interruption. Except for the absence of the regu- lar officers from their stations, I should not have known any especial change had taken place on board the ship. Outwardly everything appeared about as usual as I emerged behind Liver- pool, with McCann trailing behind, The latter paused to insert the key into the lock of the door, and I indulged in one : swift glance about the apartment. “Bascom occupies his own state- room?” Liverpool enough. “And Miss Carrington retains hers?” “We are not here to be interviewed, Hollis,” broke in McCann sharply. “Go along.on deck, and keep your tongue to yourself.” Realizing that silence was my best weapon, I made no response, but climbed the stairs. The decks were clean—had evidently been scrubbed that morning, and nowhere could I perceive any signs that the ship was in the hands of mutineers, Liverpool gripped my shoulder. “Up the ladder with you,” he or- dered. “‘ihere’s too little time left for gaping about here.” There were two men at the wheel, although one could have attended to the service, as the ship was at half- speed, and the sea far from heavy. I recognized both faces, but couldn't re- call their names; the shorter fellow, deeply pitted, exhibited a fresh scar where I had struck him with my boot- heel the night before. He grinned good- naturedly, and pointed to the bruised flesh, as I caught his eye. White was evidently the temporary officer in charge, and the brutality of his face was clearly revealed in the bright Ught nodded _—ungraciously as he leaned against the rail. How- ever, I had scarcely time to more than glance about, as the sun was already at the zenith: The others stood around silent, watching as E figured out our position on the back of an old enve- lope. I took my time at it, not only from my own anxiety to be accurate, but also because of other thoughts in. my mind, yet the calculation was com- pleted at last, and I lifted my eyes to McCann’s gaze. “Well?” he said, I gave him the figures. “You are sure this ts correct?” “As_sure as I can be; the chronom-. eter hasn’t been corrected since the ship left Baltimore; except for pos- sible variations on that account, the figures are right. Spread out the chart, and I'll show you where we are within ten miles. When did you furl the sails?” “After we started up the engines again; while we had all hands on deck.” “Well,” I announced, after a mo- ment of measuring, “that would tally pretty close with the figuring. Our present position is just about here, where I put the red cross.’ McCann took the compasses from my hand, and began to measure distances. “Two. hundred and ten miles to the northern extremity of Newfoundland— is that it?” “A trifle more, Should say.” ABAND” A Romance of the North Atlantic’. by. PANDALL: PARRISH Author of “My Lady of the North,” (Copyright A.C. McOlure. & Co., eqnis4s‘St:-Yonns"nere;-wait south- ing does that give?” “Over two hundred.” He studied the map :a few moments longer, the three men talking carnest- ly while I left them; and walked over to the starboard rail.” It was of no perticular interest. to me where they decided to go—the one port niéant ‘the same to me as another, McCann got up rolling the chart in:his hand. “ “There is no use, ‘then,” he called, “of our going farther north?” I turned and faced hi “Not if your port is St.\Johns; the course would be .sou’-sou'west. Is there anything more wanted of me at present?” if McCann turned -and poke to the others, both answering him in low tones, “No,” he said stiffly. “We will send for you if you are needed again on deck.” “IT am expected to Keep below?” “Below, and to your stateroom. It you attempt to converse with any of the crew, you will be locked in.” I passed them without a word, and clambered down the ladder 'to the main deck, aware of the grinning faces of the men at the whéel. Humiliating as the situation was, this \eas no time for resistance, or the exhibiting of a spirit of revolt. White crossed over to the rail and watched until I vanished with- in the companion. I-realized his pres: ence without so much’ as glancing up. ‘There came to me,as I paused at the foot of the stairs, a sudden eagernese to speak to Vera, to explain to her the situation, and<bring<to her: a word. ot comfort. I crossed: over hastily and rapped at her staceroom door. I felt The Key Turned and She Stood Fac- 4 ing Mi sure there was a rae within, but no response. },lips close to the wood, I spoke.” ;,. “Miss Vera.” “Who is it?” “Hollis; may. I have a word?” The key turned, ang she stood facing me, her eyes filled with startled wel- come. “Why—I thought; they told me—oh! Tam so glad!” “They told you what?” “Why, nothing dire¢t. ‘But there was ighting last night. ,I—I heard the struggle on detk, and ‘then-here in the cabin; and when I started to leave my room I encountered McCann and some of the crew. They were dragging Leayord down the stairs, and his face was all blood.” “You were not injured?” “No; the big man with the red hair threatened me, but McCann interfered, and thrust me back inte the stateroom, He told me to lock the door, and not to make ny noise. i-t thought they had killed you.” “Well, they tried hora “enough, but, as you see, I am very uch alive still, They trapped me in ‘the forecastle. Do you know what has/pecome of the others?” } She shook her heads! i “What I've told is all Eknow. Those villains have controlyof the ship?” “ I related the story “tovher swiftly, concealing nothing. At. the last she asked: “That is all? You know no more?” “No.” “Then the others must be ailve, and on board. Surely you would have heard if any had been killed?” “I believe so; they ‘would not kill if possible to avoid its was*such 2 crime would render. their owif case more des- perate.” *What—what are you gofng, to do?” “Frankly, Miss Vera, I do not know,” I confessed. “I have had no time to think, and my hend still throbs so from blows that I hardly realize the situa- tion, I cannot hope to fight these men alone, and there canbe no immediate danger — they’ are jgaifing the ship toward St. Johns.” ¢+, “You believe they, will take to the. bonts, and leave us aboard?” “That would be ‘their ,only safe course. They would@-never dare sail the Indian .Chief into that, or any other harbor. They must land as ship- wrecked seamen, tell-their story, and then quickly disappear.” “I—I know that—but—but will they dare to leave us afloat, to be picked up by some vessel?” = I hesitated, but her eyes compelled an answer. “I donot know,” I said soberly. “It hardly seems possible:they ati contem- plate such an act of of villainy as the scuttling of fhe ship, and leaving us.on board to drown like rats. That would be. too id a crime for this_age. | him, executing a mocking curtsey.. White and Liverpool” might be bruta| enough, but surely not Fergus Mc- Cann.” “Why not Fergus McCann?” “His education, his former life, the elvilization in which he~.has been reared; he has lived among gentle- men.” “Gentlemen!” she echoed the word in scorn, “His associates have been principally gamblers and rounders, He 4s notorious in New York, and his money. alone gives him entrance to de- cent circles. He doesn’t know what the word gentleman means. If there is treacher} behind this, it will be the Plan of Fergus McCann.” “You know him better than I.” “I know of him longer; I have’ heard more tales, yet surely you saw what: he was in the boat?” “You believe, then, the intention 1s to scuttle the vessel?” “Yes, I do.” ; “And leave us helpless on board?” “Yes, Mr. Hollis.” I drew a deep breath, at this direct verification of my own secret susp!- clon, “So do I,” 1 returned in a whisper, “although I had no thought of telling you.” “You have some plan, then? You have considered what to do?” “No; hardly that. There will be two days, at least, before we shall be close enough to the const for them to take to the boats. Much may happen with- in that time; we may be spoken by some other vessel, even overhauled by a warship, and manned by a prize crew.” “You hope for this?” 3 “St. Johns is a naval base; the closer we approach the harbor the} more apt we are to encounter a Brit-! ish cruiser.” Her fingers grasped my sleeve: *But, Mr. Hollis, if all these hopes fail, and there should be no rescue, fs there not something we can do? , Must we remain here helpless, just ‘walling for death to come?” I took the little hands in mine ten- derly, and, with an effort, controlled my voice, “Perhaps 80, but we cannot be too cautious. Our only chance is to retain! our freedom, and arouse no suspicion! that we are plotting together. Can you! learn where the others are confined, | and get the word to me?” “Yes,” she said. “I—I think I can.” “What is it you think you can do,| Miss Carrington?” said a voice quietly. McCann stood In the open passage- way leading to the steward's pantry, less than fifteen feet distant, a satiri-| eal smile on his Itps, as he observed. our familiar position. How long he ‘had been ‘there, and .what. portion of our conversation he“had overheard, 1 had no means of knowing, and for the’ instant I stood speechless, my brain a-blank, Not so with Vera, With a! laugh, ringing out. as naturally og though in full. appreciation of some sudden gleam of humor, she withdrew her hands from mine, turned and facee “Hardly fair, Mr. McCann,” she sak, “to steal upon us like that.” “Perhaps not,” he’ answered. grimly, “but just now I am privileged to do as Eplense on bonrd this ship. Answer my: question—what is‘it:you think you can do?” “Perhaps an answer will be embar- rassing.” “Stop the -play-acting,” he burst forth, advancing about the stair. rail. “What were you talking about? I want a direct answer?” The girl’s long lashes shaded -her eyes, but there was not the slightest falter to her voice. “Captain Hollis,” she said softly, al- most regretfully, “had asked me if—if I thought I could learn to—to like him, and I said I—I thought I could. That— that was all.” McCann stared at the innocent, downcast face as though he half be- leved the words her lips uttered were deliberate Hes; then he laughed mirth- lessly. “I see,” he said with sarcasm. “No misfortune along other lines is sufli- cient to interrupt Mr. Hollis’ love-mak- ing. My congratulations, captain, on even ‘this measure of success.” The hot biood flushed my face, not so much at the words as the,tone with which they were uttered. They con- veyed to me a deliberate insult, tin- gling with a memory of the purpose he .charged me with during our last interview. He had not quite. under- stood me before, but now he felt con- vinced that under all the yeneer I was his kind; and he instantly felt that he knew just how to deal with my case, “Your congratulations are ‘appreci- Sted for what they are worth,”*I an- swered, unable to wholly restrain my- self. “But we will let the discussion end here.” “Oh, will we? Well, perhaps yéu will recall that circumstances have changed since our Inst talk. You are no longer captain of this ship—I am; and I will say what-I please on board. The first thing I propose doing. is to tell, Miss Carrington who and’ what you are.” Her eyes flashed over my face, then sought his. “Do I understand,” she asked clearly, “that I have been before a topic of conversation between you? What was the occasion?” McCann laughed, not in the least embarrassed, and evidently convinced that his position was sufficiently strong to give him a clear advantage. “Hollis’ natural modesty prevents his answering, but as a disinterested party, I will take upon myself to ex- plain... The truth is I comprehended from the first~the’ real’ object of this felfow in seeking your friendship. -I even compelled him to acknowledge that your father’s money was the main attraction.” I stepped forward, unable :longer to testrain the action. “You dog of a liar!” I said fiercely. “I know you are armed, but—’ $ “Wait, Captain Hollis,” and her fin- gers cdught my arm. “This matter in- yolves me, and I wish to hear the facts. Go, on, please.” ~ McCanr_; Scinned into my, face, but “You Dog of a Liart” kopt ont aime TENET Ipny gcTpPNE DS revolver. “There is not much to tell,” he went on, almost jauntily. “I saw exactly how things were going before we left the boat. I knew Hollis’ reputation ashore, and determined to warn you of his. purpose, but had no opportunity. Besides, I felt you had so poor an opin- ion of me that probably you would not listen.” “You were greatly mistaken, Mr. Mc- Cann,” she said pleasantly. “I would have gladly received your advice, You were my father’s friend.” I could read the man’s, surprise in his face. The graciousness of her words was a shock, yet his egotism made him instantly her victim. “You mean you trusted me? That you would have listened?” “Most assuredly. How could you think otherwise? I knew you were not yourself in the boat, and the treat-' ment to which you were subjected was brutal. I owed my life to you equally with Captain Hollis, and am very grateful. I have never forgotten that you have been a gucst in our home, a business associate of my father's. Why should I not have confidence in you?” I looked at her in amazement, but her eyes never met mine. What did this mean? Was the girl acting a part? Was she endeavoring to deceive him, or was she speaking now in deadly ear- nest? Nothing in her, manner, or in the tone of her voice, gave me’a clue. As for McCann, the very expression of his face pictured his delight, his con- viction of her sincerity. It was almost too good to be true, yet his. was not a nature to doubt his own attractiveness, “]—I—yow surprise me,” he stam- mered, absolutely forgetting my pres- ence, “I—I assure you I was actuated by ‘the, highest Motives in, all’ my. ef.) forts. . My—my, duty. was to you, and | your father.’ He turned and faced mie, the bully in him surging to the surface. - “| will converse with Miss’ Carring- ton alone.” ‘Yo resist would have been“utter fool- ishness. I could see the gleam of the gun in his hand, and realized that he only required an excuse to use it. More, there was nothing in the expres- sion.of the girl's face to inspire me to resistance. She did not even glance toward me, or exhibit the slightest in- terest. With hands clenched in impotent rage, not even venturing a ‘reply, I stepped backward. As I crossed the threshold McCann closed the door, and I heard the key turn in the lock. Trembling still with anger, and dazed by the strange action of the girl, I sank back upon.the stool, realizing my utter helplessness. All she had‘ done and said appeared so natural it never really occurred to me once that she F might be acting a part, seeking in this way to gain McCann’s confidence, in order to win from him the information | | we required, It was only us I sat there in silence, brooding over every detail, that this possible conception began: to slowly duwn upon my mind. That she could trust the man in any way was Practically impossible, for he had re vealed to her his true character in so many ways the memory could. not: be blotted out. As the full knowledge of this truth grew apparent, I was able to view all that had occurred latef in a different light. one chance; had grasped with womanly intultion. the single weapon Icft at her command... Girl as she was in years, her.experience in the world had been that of a woman, and she instinc- tively realized. her power—the power of wealth, of beauty, and of youth. It had been beautifully done, so deftly accomplished as to deceive even me. Aye!.and the method had’ succeeded with McCann... I. recalled the expres- sion of surprise, ‘of gratification; of awakened pride on the man’s face. He had no power of resistance left; -he we3 already putty in her hands. True, but would he remain so? The game sie played was a dangerous one; if she yentured too far she would dis- cover the brute lurking in him still. And he had the power, the physical power, to wreak vengeance once he suspicioned deceit. And there was no one to help her if she made a single false step—absolutely no one; she was a lamb among: wolves. Those fellows would never release me again, not for a moment. I would be compelled: to take observations, to calculate posi- tion, to trace our sailing course on the chart, but not for an instant would I be left again unguarded, either*on deck or in the cabin. McCann would see to that. The afternoon passed, dragging its weary hours, Nothing happened to re- | lieve the monotony and dread of soli-| tude, - No-one approached the door of the stateroom, not even to offer me food, and my ears were able to dis- tinguish no sound of movement in the She had simply accepted her |' main cabin. , Occasionally footsteps ; pmusca-aoag fire’ aeek ‘overtena;., uit “~~~ once or twice I heard the voice’ of Liv- erpool sing. out some order to the men’: forward, The sun sank, its rays glint- ing across the waters,and telling ‘me the ship held to its southwest: course, but the ocean, so far:as I could:see, - remained desolate, the horizon unbro- ken by a: gleam of‘ sail, ‘or smudge of smoke. No echo of a cry reached me from any lookout aloft. The vessel . proceeded “quietly, .no. effort being. . made, apparently, to achieve speed: I- judged our rate would not exceed'elght knots, and decided there was either ‘la scarcity of men in the stokehole, or else they were conserving fue} to at- tain greater speed during the hours of darkness. The bright sunlight be gan to fade into a purple dusk. (To be continued.) | Albert Grass Only Native American Prince in Service |. Albert Grass described by his cap- tain, A. S. Welch, as the only native American prince in the United States military service, enjoys another dis- tinction, He is the prize pitcher of Co. I’s crack’ baseball team, and, as Captain Welch states, “he’s a south- ‘paw on either side,” delivering equal. ly well with his right or his left hand. Albert Grass is a grandson of Chief Justice John Grass, ranking chief of all the Sioux. Young Hawk, who is being ‘tried out at short ,is another promising Indian player. He is an Arickara.,and although his people and the Sioux were ancient enemies,. he gets along very’ nicely with Grass. vo. I’s team is getting plenty of prac- tice, meeting, the Second regiment band team from Harvey on the capital city diamond daily. Wurm, a former Kintyre baseball. star, is proving a strong man for Co. I on the mound. =o ———— 1) F GRAIN MARKETS 1. Qe : MINNEAPOLIS, No. 1 dark northern spg. uo . L:northern spg... . 1'red spg-. No. 2 dark northern a5 286 . 2 northern sp. . 2 red spg. . 3 dark northern spg. 230 . 3 northern spg. 225 . 3 red spg 215 . 4 dark northern spg. an . 4 northern. spg. . 4 red spg,. . 2 dark hard” Mont | winter No. 2 hard Mont winter. 225 ‘No. 2 yellow hard Mont @240 @235 @ 235, @230 @230 @225 @225 @220 winter ......¢-.eeee0+ 220 re No. 3 dark hard Mont winter oo. 6... sere e eee 225 No. 3 hard Mont winter. 220 No, 3 yellow hard. Mont winter... .. 215 No. 1 durum jo. 2. durum: No. 3 durum .. No. 3 yellow corn. No. 3 mixed corn Corn other grades. No. 2 white oats Mont. Standard white oats. Std white oats to arr No. 3 white oats..... ‘No. 3 white oats-to arr. ‘No. 4 white oats..,.« Barley choice. Barley ordinary . No. 2 rye. No. 2 rye to No. 1 flax seed.. No. 1 flax séed to arr 343° @348 September wheat . 217 September oats old 54% September oats new 554%@ 55% December oats old. 55 @ 55% December oats new 55% Close 1:56 p. m. DULUTH. No. 1 dark northern..... 221 No. 1 dark hard winter. 221 ‘No. 1 hard winter. . + 217 No. 2 dark northern. . 218 No. 2 dark hard winter.. 218 . 2 hard winter.... . 8 dark northern.... . 3 dark hard winter. . No. 3 hard winter. . No. 4 dark northern. . 211 No. 4 dark hard winter. . au . 4 hard winter . 1 northern. . 2 northern . 3 northern . 4 northern .. . 1 amber durum . 2 amber durum . 3 amber durum . 4 amber durum 1 durum . . 2 durum . . 3 dvrum . jo. 4 durum . Red spring ‘Humpback Red durum Oats on trk Oats to, Pye ons trk. Rye to_arr Barley on trk. Flax on trk and to ari September .. Bid October . Bid November Close'1:47 p.m. ST. PAUL. HOGS—Receipts 3,000; 25c to 40 higher; range, $17.40@17.60; bulk at $17.25@ 17.40. CATTLE—Receipts 3,000: “ steady; killers 10¢ to 15¢ lower; steers $5.00 @13.00; cows and. heifers. $6.00@9.50; calves, $5.00@14.50;-. stockers and feeders $5.00@8.50. . * SHEEP—Receipts, 600; steady. Lambs $6:00@10.00; ewes $5.00 to 9.50. * "CHICAGO, HOGS—Receipts, 4,500; strong; top $18.85; bul $17.50@18.65; light at $16.85 @18. mixed $16.75 @18.85: heavy, $16.75@18.75; rough, $16.75@ $17.00: pigs, $12.25@16.50. CATTLE—Receipts, 2.000; strong: native beef steers $8.70@16.50; west- ern steers $7.00@13.50; stockers and feeders $6.00@9.25; cows‘and heifers, — $4.65@13.15; calves $12.00@ Hi SHEEP—Receints, 6.000: j lf wethers, $8.00@11 lambs, $11.25 17.70, % t \ 4 A v - ! i ' i rs \ , ‘