The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, September 26, 1932, Page 4

Wage 5, 1932 The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune Company, Bismarck, N. D., and en- tered at the postoffice at Bismarck as second class mail matter. GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher. Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year........$7.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis- Daily by mail per year (in state outside Bismarck) ............ 5.00 Daily by mail outside of North Dakota .......... seseees 6,00 Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three JORIS os. seescevcerssecsessoess Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year .. Weekly by mail in year . Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this newspaper and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, BREWER (incorporated) CHICAGO NEWYORK BOSTON Tax Reduction Pledges Did It As the Wisconsin political situation is studied closely, the outstanding battle cry of the winner, Walter J. Kohler, was reduction of the cost of state government and a revamping of the state's laws to attract rather than to drive capital from its borders. Not so long ago, the General Motors cor- Poration closed down its plant at Janesville, Wis. Announcement was made that after paying the corpora- tion income tax and other fixed charges imposed by Wisconsin’s laws, cars were being produced there at a loss. The manufacturing costs were so much more favorable in Michigan and other adjacent states that no Jonger could business be conducted profitably in the Badger state. Thou- sands lost their jobs as a result of the Paralyzing effects of the Wisconsin corporation laws. »Other industries have been driven from the state during the LaFollette regime and the people became aroused at what the Utopian ideas of LaFol- Tette and his followers were costing the taxpayers. Evidently they have had enough of what has been popu- larly known as the “Wisconsin idea.” 4 * Oe OF $But the chief emphasis placed by Kohler was upon tax reduction. The name of Hoover was not brought into the campaign. It was studiously voided by all contenders so as not t@ divert the people of Wisconsin {fom the very serious conditions in- @uced by uncurbed public expendi- tures. Opponents of the LaFollette Tegime proposed a concrete tax reduc- tion program of $16,000,000. That was ‘Sweet music to the ears of the voters. Citizens lulled to sleep by the old dallyhoo of big business and progres- sivism sat up and took the Kohler campaign nourishment with great gusto. Kohler had electrified a state Staggering under tax loads which Penalized everyone, labor and capi- tel alike. Wisconsin, like North Dakota, has been drifting for years. Its political leaders have been chasing rainbows and seeking to create a governmental millennium. Theories have not worked aut as beautifully as they were blue- Printed. Voters who were caught by the sophistry of it all in Wisconsin, as in this state, honestly believed that the state could bring relief where old and tried economic rules had appar- ently failed. They rose to the LaFollette bait as 80 many hungry and floundering fish. Meanwhile the cost of the political experiment mounted to amazing fig- ures. Political idealists and theorists can invent fine-spun governmental theories but there is only a very old- fashioned way to pay for these experi- ments and the pockets out of which the money must come have been one- way peckets of late. The LaFollette racket in Wisconsin to date has paid little returns to farmer, merchant or banker. It has taken a terrific toll in increased taxes. North Dakota faces a situation in gome ways as serious as Wisconsin. Economic depression has thrown into bold relief the great bonded debt of this state. This is no time to ery over spilt milk. All Republican factions have indulged in the same Kind of political moon-shine and the @obering up process should be just round the corner. Any candidate for office who can @onvince the electors that he will honestly strive to reduce the high cost government through abolition of us, commissions and unneces- | | Wary Jobs will win, as Kobler did in onsin, The voters knew a Kohler i Oe is cacy picts! conn a LaFollette word picture of Utopian Reformers and so-called political xperts have been setting up expen- .50 | Money lost in them is so many hard- With Kohler.” What a fine war cry for all candidates for state and county offices. In this state too much em- phasis is placed upon political reprisal and not enough upon constructive discussion of how North Dakota is going to work out her salvation under the staggering load she carries. “Who gets the job,” is the slogan |most heard in some political circles, to the mess on our own doorstep. How long North Dakota taxpayers will stand to be deceived and bilked by theory and sophistry remains to be seen. losses on state-owned creameries, home-bullding ventures and other ac- tivities no more connected with gov- ernmental obligations or functions than green cheese is with the moon. earned dollars, picked from the pock- ets of hard-working, suffering people of this state. * * There are other great losses still to be written off. North Dakota is get- ting more into the red side of the ledger every day. Losses on the mill, losses in the two bureaus conducting rural credits and excessive charges foisted upon the taxpayer for running a special depositary for public funds which could be handled at a small fraction of the present cost by the state treasurer's office. Here is a challenge for Mr. DePuy and Mr. Langer to offer constructive Plans to take a staggering load from the backs of the farmers of this state who comprise 75 per cent of her peo- ple and who pay a lion’s share of the taxes, Mr. DePuy has been constructive in most of his utterances. Langer has promised he will strive to cut a mil- lion from the state's running expenses. Both can go much farther and if courageous they will hit the stride of a Kohler who proved a daring knight in the political arena, North Dakota has been using weasel words too long regarding the so-called state program. That is a minor matter compared | This state has written oft | year Stone introduced her as a star, with her name in letters as large as his own, and her show status just as important. And she has sparkled so brilliantly that critics see her break- ing away and going on her own. In fact, a play is said to be waiting for her next season. : * ek x GOTHAM’S RIALTO IS COLD The Broadway which once shouted and stormed at the entrance of Fred Stone has not been so kind to him in recent years. But the rest of the countryside acclaims him. When he began a comeback just about a year ago, Broadway became chilly. So he took his music show to the road and met with more than a little success. J speak of it as old-fashioned and be- longing to the 1900 school of theater. Yet, somehow, the crowds still go to see Fred Stone. And Stone limbers up and comes sky-larking to the stage. The air- plane accident in which he narrowly escaped death and the recent years of depression dictate that he shall go on, despite the years and a needed rest. * * * FAMOUS PARTNERSHIP BORN Fred Stone’s beginnings are gener- ally well known. The Stones came from Ludington, Colo., and when Fred was about nine or ten, he was off with the circus. A year later he was play- ing “‘Topsy” in an “Uncle Tom’s Cab- in” troupe. For years he followed the “white top” and the tan bark over the ‘Then he met Dave Montgomery. It was a winter day in Kansas City. The circus had folded up and gone into winter quarters. Dave Montgomery was a variety actor playing the cir- cuits. Montgomery was looking for a partner who could do acrobatic dances and perform circus stunts. Stone was EASE DOWN ON THAT HIGH TENSION Our neurotic readers will appreciate A discredited state regime lately, through the board of equalization and after years of delay, compromise and temporizing, has made a levy to take up some of the loss reflected in the state's balance sheet due to several indefensible and unprofitable ven- tures. * * * During the famous recall election, this newspaper stated its position un- equivocably on the issue of state own- ership. It refused to support the re- call of Frazier, Lemke and Hagen be- cause the I. V. A. decided to com- Promise on the League program and allow political exigencies to govern, rather than principles. The Tribune is of the same opinion still, adamant against organized raids upon the state treasury. A pay day is as inevitable as night follows day. When it comes, some of the glib dema- gogues who prance about the state Promising the farmers a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow will have to explain that it was not gold after all, just a terrific boost in taxes, just another mortgage on all property; for the power to tax is also the power to destroy. Until the laws of the state are drastically changed the politicians will have the right to slap a mortgage on every home and every farm in North Dakota. It is high time to be honest with the voters. The tax collector is pre- senting a heavy bill. Heavier ones are sure to follow, and when they come some politicians still painting the lily will be looking for the tall timbers. North Dakota has a racket as men- acing as Wisconsin’s. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. Political Pot Boils Over (Tuttle Times) The political pot in this section of the country, especially Kidder and Sheridan counties, is not only becom- ing warm but really starting to boil, and judging by some of the talk that we have heard from some of the “old heads” it is going to be hotter yet. A certain N. P. Leaguer who has been among the party's old standbys for the last few years has been the re- cipient of a line of fire from a number of his ardent followers. It appears that there is to be a big break in the ranks of the League in this district and perhaps in the state, if a truce is not signed. But instead of a truce there are petitions out with many signers who will pledge this Big Shot's undoing. Yes, it looks like O, E. Erickson, nominee for the senate from the Kid- fall by the wayside and has already fallen from grace of the real staunch Nonpartisans. It appears that he has adopted the Hoover platform, which \perdonable sin. * All in for Hitler all who offered to start work down. People cal) politics a racket. iron (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) | The der-Sheridan district, was doomed to|: this as characteristic of my boundless conceit, When I was a callow sopho- More in me¢tical school Grandma was fond of telling how in her girlhood in Boston the great Dr. Shattuck had told her that one of her lungs was gone with consumption. Well, sir, I came home with my new stethoscope one day when Grandma was feeling miserable. She asked me to listen to her chest. I listened. She asked me if I heard anything on the off side. I candidly confessed I couldn't hear a thing there. Grandma felt better at once. “Ah, didn't I tell you? It is just as Dr. Shattuck o’ Boston told me 60 years ago. Sure this boy Knows as much now as he'll ever know!” Then there was Auntie Bintle. I've always been thankful that she oc- curred in the course of my student days. I doubt I could have come off with my dignity intact from an en- counter with her across the patient's bed. As it was, I retired in great dis- order from a skirmish with Auntie Bintle over the first case of appendi- citis in our neighborhood. The fam- ily held out a bit too long against the doctor’s importunities to proceed with the operation. The doctor used the ice-bag as an application to the hypogastrium. At last, when the pa- tient was in a grave state, the family consented to the operation. The pa- tient failed to recover. Auntie Bintle came round with the inside facts. She told everybody that when the “butch- er” cut the patient open he found the patient's insides frozen solid. I heed- lessly observed that it is impossible to lower or increase the temperature of deeper tissues or organs by the appli- cation of external cold or heat, so long as there is life in the body. But Auntie soon settled my hash by smil- ing around on the assembled gossips, more when I got a little older. For years I have been ridiculing the smug notion that the smart or important people in this country live under high tension which is a tre- mendous strain on the “nerves,” and accounts for so much “nervous e€x- haustion or breakdown” among who like to be considered smart or important. I still think it is good comedy, but I’m older now and more inclined to admit there may be a grain of truth in the notion of high tension. Always heretofore it has made me chuckle to hear anybody, especially a physician, advising an ailing person to “relax.” Now it sets me thinking maybe a little scientific relaxation would help the poor goof, at that. But when I think of scientific re- laxation I am not thinking of what you are. Just what you imagine re- laxation means, heaven knows—I'll bet you don’t. I am thinking of belly breathing. “My physician had great diffi- culty in keeping my blood pres- sure below (a moderately exces- sive height)” writes a lady of years, “I began your belly breath- ing last October and am still keep- ing it up... (recital of symp- toms) ... I hate telling you all this but I want you to know how great my improvement has been ... and my blood presure is much lower. . . . 80 you could help some other poor cuss-tomer. I thank you more than I can say.” Belly breathing tends to lower high blood pressure, prevent cold feet, help you to get to sleep nights, correct liver complaint, functional difficulties young women, and induce health- and probably stores vitamins. spleen supplements the lymph- | PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE | By William Brady, M. D. Signed letters pertaining to personal health and hygiene, not to disease diagnosis, or treatment, will be answered by Dr. Brady if a stamped, self- addressed envelope is enclosed. Letters should be brief and written in ink. No reply can be made to queries not conforming to instructions. Address Dr. William Brady, in care of this newspaper. glands and the bone marrow in the formation of blood corpuscles. moval of the spleen causes no lasting ill effects, only anemia that lasts for a few months. Gratitude of countless home own- ers whose lawns and gardens, like mine, are infested with ants .. .— (8. W.) Answer — Send stamped envelope bearing your address and ask for in- structions for eradicating ants. Gar- deners give the ant nests a shot of carbon disulphid, with an oil can or small syringe, from half an ounce to two ounces, according to the size of the nest. carbon disulphid. If necessary en- large ant hole with a stick to facili- tate entrance of the liquid. @ long spout oil can or syringe to keep the stuff away from your own nose. lives who has had sleeping sickness for several years. baby often visits this person and she is fond of him and kisses him .. .— (Mrs. L. W. B.) which is called “sleeping sickness” in this country, is not the African sleep- ing sickness (trypanosomiasis) due to the bite of the Tse-tse fly. tainly not communicable after the! acute feverish stage of the illness has | passed—that is, after the first few weeks. Re- Ants Any druggist can supply And use Sleeping Sickness I live in a house where a person My three-year-old Answer — Encephalitis lethargica, It is cer- (Copyright, John F. Dille Co.) TODRY ANNIVERSAR Y just the man. And the famous team of Montgom- ery and Stone was formed. xe OF In the “Wizard of Oz” company Stone met Allene Crater. Before the season'ended, they were married. And the-line of Stone was established. General Pershing’s first army scored @ major victory. ‘Under cover of heavy artillery fire, the Americans smashed their way for- ward for seven miles along a front of 20 miles, extending from the ‘Meuse westward through the Argonne forest. During the rout of German troops more than 5,000 prisoners and 20 large guns were taken, In the sinking of the American steamship Tampa, off the English coast, 118 men were lost. In Asia Minor British troops ad- vanced to the Sea of Galilee and cap- tured Tiverias, Semakh and Amman, Well, 50 years have passed—and SYNOPSIS - COPYRIGHT 2931, BY INTERNATIONAL way again sometime this season. ay ‘We feel that our children have a right to grow up normally with other children. Continued publicity will make this impossible. — Colonel! Charles A. Lindbergh. ee OK I’ve never been happier af mie younger. Age is a matter of t! rain, not of the arteries or muscles.—Clar- °Y | ence Darrow, 75, criminal lawyer. * * * October will be time enough to start worrying about politics.—Senator Wil- liam E. Borah of Idaho, who has nounced he would not support Presi- dent Hoover. - - * * He (Hoover) * took his coat off, rolled up his sleeves and went right at it like any of us do—John Crockett, Chesapeake Bay fishing guide to Pres- ident Hoover. ex * * A government cannot be run like a college fraternity—Gene Tunney, ex-heavyweight champion of the world, xk * Today in Russia the formula is: He who works more shall eat more, buy more, enjoy more.—Emil Ludwig, writer. DREAM SHATTERED Pittsburgh, Pa—For years Mrs. A. C. Armbrusser had saved for one thing—to go back to her native Ger- many and spend her declining years. But her dream was rudely shattered when a thief broke into her home and made away with her life's sav- ings, $500. MUST STILL LOVE HER Houston, Tex—A negro who had let his wife shoot at him and then refused to prosecute her was in Jus- tice Ray's courts When he announced with her husband as a partner. This| hore he still is. And he'll be out your! his refusal, Judge Ray turned to the negro’s wife and said: “This case is dismissed. Girl, the next time you have to shoot this boy get right upon him before you shoot.” An elephant’s trunk contains near- ly 40,000 muscles. Jim, Joe and Dan played three of marbles. Jim lost the first, which doubled the marbles of Joe and Dan. Dan lost the second, which doubled the marbles of Jim and Joe. Joe lost the third, which doubled the marbles of Jim and Dan. At the end they all had the same number of marbles, but Jim had lost five in the course of play. How many did each have in the beginning? games Restaurant griddle cakes go right out of the frying pan into the buyer. GAY BANDIT BORDER. the by TOM Bob Harkness, a respected ranch- er in the wih Gilbert Swan A ROLLING STONE town of Verdi, is “El Coyote,” the masked bandit and bitter enemy of Paco MAGAZINE CO, INC. —* DISTRIBUTED BY KING FEATURES ‘SYNDICATE, INC. GILL New York, Sept. 26—Out in Wel- lington, Kans., they are getting out the bunting and flags and tuning up the band. For it was just about 50 years ago that one of the town youngsters sneaked away with an itinerant wagon show. This wasn’t particularly inter- esting news then. Other lads had run away with circuses—and that was that. But this youth picked up acro- batic tricks. He had been practicing in the old barn back of his house. A hay-loft made a soft landing place when he practiced stunts. The peo- ple traveling with the show thought he might make a good clown. He did. His name was Fred Stone. * Oe OK Fred Stone celebrates his half-cen- tury as a performer by playing on Broadway. When he comes tumbling on stage and goes into the agile, rub- ber-legged, intricate series of dance steps, there is nothing to indicate that the age of 60 is close at hand. Back stage, his years peep through the mask of make-up. It had not been Fred Stone's plan to be frisking at 60. No, he had hoped to sit back in his Forest Hills home and let the two youngsters on. PERSHING SCORES winking and telling them I'd know] On Sept. 26, 1918, Yankee troops of thy has married and dances today An Oil Producer | With this in mind he brought Paula and Dorothy to the stage. He trained first one and then the other. Doro- HORIZONTAL 1 Skein of yarn. +5 Causes physi- cal pain to. 10 Long pole on a vessel, 14 Opposite of aweather. 15 to seize without right. 16 Potpourri. 17 Device for producing light 18 To turn aside. {1ICI 19 Inclination. [NEJWIT} BIORIA| 20 Mathematica! 43 One who ois sells to the University. consumer. 22 The glasswort, 47 Apedlike. 24 Trees yielding 48 Paroxysm. oil. 49 Entrance. 27 Smallage; 51 Ship's common vege- lantern. table herb. 55 Drinks little 31 To constrict. by little. 34 Vats. 58 Pope's veil. 35To damage . 61 Strong cur- slightly. rent of air. 36 Aperture. 62 Ode. 38 Fish. 63 At no time. 39 With a bend; 64 Opposite of said of the odd. arm. 65 Species of Morales, self-appointed ruler of the border country. “El Coyote’s” iden- tity is known only to Ann Reed, an entertainer St a notorious resort. She is in love with him and acts as his spy. “El Coyote” wreaks venge- ance on Morales for his unjust treat- ment of the ranchers.’ There is a high price on “El Coyote’s” head, but all search has proved futile. Bob's foreman and friend, Ted Rad- cliffe, is in love with Adela, the Spaniard’s beautiful niece. Jito, Mo- rales’ ward, is jealous of Ted. Major Blount of the U. S. Cavalry sum- mons Bob and Ted to his headquar- ters to hear one of “El Coyote’s” lieutenants reveal his identity. Bob goes outside, Two shots ring out. Bob returns and, shortly after, the informer is carried in, mortally wounded. He dies without a word. On the way home, Bob collapses from a wound in his side. Ted real- izes the truth. Bob sends for Ann. Against Bob's wishes, Ted calls in Dr. Price and swears him to secrecy. Ann and Ted keep constant vigil over Bob. CHAPTER XXXIX He hurried into Bob's room. The girl was still sitting by the bed. As he entered she smiled, the happiest smile he had yet seen on her white face, “He woke up once and knew me. { leaned over and kissed him and he fell asleep again. He’s been sleeping, ever since. I haven't dared stir. And “I suppose my job is to nurse back i i wep ty you back ite ahape until you can get out of you again,” you're enjoying a strained back. See came the old itch for gold. you tomorrow.” ener ey ‘Answer to Previous Puzzle OMETR] MIALICS] (EIASir AITIE | LIVIRIEIS} 13 Small child, T’'m too stiff to move.” 21 Kimono sash, : 31 Wine vessels, 32 Monkey. 33 Neat. 1 OOlL} rt DIE ISIEIE IO} open and the lips faintly smiling. nh Hard “Thank God!” The words burst en hoes, 41 Vicious. from him. 67 Chair, 42 Pungent Bob moistened his lips. “Some- vegetables, thing tells me,” he said in a weak, VERTICAL = 44 Candles. whisper, “you've been feeding the 1 To stop. 45 Tree, patient brandy.” He motioned the 2 Wing-like, 46 Likenesses, boy nearer. “Did anyone sce us that 3 Half. 50 Largest land. sight?” 4 Condiment, plant, “Not one.” : S Large bay in 52°To be furtous, “Good.” i 6 Panne. ane ae “But you're not to talk,” Ted) 7 Wagon track, 54 Delivered. 11s 8To migrate, 55 Mineral spring se orfg Vesa psr MR oy 9 Lively. 56 Electrified moment later Bob had fallen asleep. 10 Bay in Ala. particle. But it was not until two days after- bama, U.S. A. 57 To fon 11 Beer, 59 Farewel 12 Iniquity. 60 Guided. told him, “that ning self is sti of northern Mexico. A: will never let him change.” ae | give it up—not before.” héll shot out ef you again. Meat Ted put his arms about her and. 23 Sheltered raised her, “It's bed for you, little place. girl,” he said, and obediently she left 25 Embryo bird. bim. 26 Gunlock Remembering Price's words, Ted catches, poured a few drops of brandy be- 28 Bad. tween the man’s lips. His face was 29 Counsel. cooler. The deathly pallor had gone. 30 River flowing For a time Ted waited, then walked through to the window. At last, conscious of Belgium. eyes upon him, he turned toward the bed, and with a wild thrill of joy, found the gray eyes of Don Bob ward that Price pronounced Bob out only because of those two kids,” the gruff old fellow had your homely, grin- with us.” For a time the doctor hesitated, then blurted out at last, “Give it up,| Bob. You can’t buck all the powers for Morales, the man has a crack in his brain that Weakly, Bob smiled up, but the old, unquenchable fire glowed in his gray eyes. .“I couldn't give it up—| I wouldn’t know how to give it up. ‘These people out there are looking to me to save them—to make free men of them, When I’ve done that, Price nodded. “You kbow what I think, I think you're one of destiny’s pawns, I think both you and Morales hd for forces in the world that must always be at war. The forces of despotism and freedom, And you can't help being enemies any more than a rattler and a bull snake. Well, 1 suppose my job is to nurse you back into shape until you can get while, I'm felling everyons shat] etizred restless and sat there silently in the starlight until Ted came outside. Always the same grizzled Mexican, and always he asked the same question, “El sefior?” And each night Ted answered, “Bueno,” wondering as the man rode away by what telepathy he had known of Bob's danger. So for a week Ted took full charge on Bob's ranch, riding the range, working out with the cowboys, herd- ing the cattle on both sides of the border line. One evening as he came back dusty and tired, Bob looked up at him with an affectionate smile. “Remember I once told you I needed you more than you did me?” he asked. “Without you, old fellow, T'd be lost in every way.” And it was that same evening he i | talked for the first time of the night that for him had so nearly been the end of all things. It was a moment both had dreaded and postponed, Yet both men knew that the secret of El Coyote had to be faced. Not for always could they share such knowledge in silence, and 80, as Bob lay on his pillow that night in early spring, he considered. for a while how best to begin. They were alone, for the girl had returned to Mendoza’s. Bob asked for a cigarette, and after a puff shook his head. “Tastes just like an inner tube,” he com- plained, and Ted laid it aside. Bob watched the blue smoke curl upward on the quiet air. “I suppose,” he said at length, “you'd like to know just what hap- pened butside the major’s tent that memorable evening?” For a moment he frowned in reminiscence, “A dev- ilish close squeak, I'll never be a really successful bad man until I lose all faith in humans, Almost 1 but not quite—not enoug! may get mc some time. That beast Antonio was selling my life to Blount, I never suspected the fel- low. Not once, I had saved his skin only two years ago, with some little danger and effort, He was very grateful then, and he swore with many fine Spanish oaths ne would serve me aly For two years he did serve me, And then,"—Bob then, £ suppose, .That night and each following night a rider came to Bob’s window } tee Sety too strong for that peon whose hide I had preserved. But let that go.” Bob’s lips narrowed. “When Blount told us the man’s name it gave me a hint as to the direction Antonio might be coming from. That, too, was a long chance, It was an evening of long chances, Almost I was too late. When I went outside I hurried toward the troop. ers’ line. In the darkness it was easy to slip through, but it wasn’t a mine ute before I heard a horseman com- ing from the south. I couldn’t be sure it was Antonio until he was upon me. I think he recognized me first. He must have been carrying his revolver ready, in the saddle, At any rate, he fired a second ahead of me, and I dropped him from his horse. Then I turned, ran back, and sauntered into the major’s tent with a stinging pain in my side and a curiosity as to how long I could stand.” For a time they sat in silence, then at last Bob asked, “Was it a shock, old fellow, when you learned I was El Coyote?” _ “I must have been too busy thinke ing how to get you home—the rest didn’t seem to make much difference. And yet”—Ted hesitated—“now that I do know, how did it all come about?” Bob's face, still gaunt and wasted, turned toward the window. At length, in that low, languid voice, he began. “To tell how Don Bob be- came El Coyote—I wonder if I know myself. It’s all part of a tale that goes to make up the strange thing we call a man’s life, And that tale, no matter how hard we try, must always remain a secret between our- selves and whatever God exists. I think, Ted, some of us are born reb- els and some are made rebels by that old stepmother Life. To me it may have come in both those ways. But always, from the very first, that old stepmother has cufied me about, Well, it may have done me good. Certainly it made me take on a kind of armor, It made me hard, too. neeuace too hard, And yet 1 loved Outside the night wind rustled among the tall eucalyptuses. Flames crackled in the fireplace across the room. Bob’s gray eyes had grown tender with the memories of days and faces