Adventure Magazine Cover, October 10, 1921 — page 193: what you’re looking at

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No 27—MICHIGAN—Marquette. T. Mitchell, Box 864. No. 69— Ga ee Dr. A. B. Muir, 1133 Lincoln e Ave., N. W. No. 5I—MISSOURI—St. Louis. W. R. Hoyt, 7206 Minnesota Ave. No Chas. A. Gerlard, .17—NEW JERSEY—Caldwell. P. O. Box 13. . 16— J. D. Gray, 92 West Sixth St. .23—NEW YORK. Jamestown. W. E. Jones, 906 Jefferson St. Bayonne. No. 42— Yonkers. A. F. Whegan, 173 Elm St. No. 34— New Ycrk City. St. Mary’s Men’s Club, 142 Alexander Ave., Bronx. No. 13—OHIO—Cleveland. Wayne Eberly, 602 National City Bldg. No. 52— Ulrichsville. Anthony Sciarra, E. Third St. No. 58— Cleveland. J. Thompson, Community Pharmacy, 9505 Denison Ave. No. 63— Ulrichsville. Chas. F. Burroway, 312 Water St. No. 57—OKLAHOMA—Haskell. D. E. Jonson. . 43—OREGON—Salem. D. Wiggins. . 20—PENNSYLVANIA—Philadelphia. mer, 252 S. Ninth St. Wm. A. Ful- No. 24— Philadelphia. Alfred A. Krombach, 4159 N. Eighth Street. No. 21— Braddock. Clarence Jenkins, Union News Co. No. 46—PORTO ee Juan. M. B. Couch, P. O. Box . 70~SPANISH t honpuras. Jos. Buckly Taylor, H. . Co., Monte Cristo, La Ceiba. No. 8—SOUTH CAROLINA—Allendale. Ed. N. Clark, Editor-Owner The Tri-County Record and Allendale Advance. No. M. B. Couch, Route 2, Box 54—TEXAS—Houston. 189. No. Se en A. E. Beaumont, Ox 283. No. 1— Ione. A.S. Albert, Albert’s Billiard Hall. No. 12— Seattle. H. C. Copeland, The Western Sports- man, 83 Columbia St. No. 61— Burlington. Judge B. N. Alberson, Fairhaven ve. No. 7— La Comnor. Ed. L. Carson. No. 71— Charleston. Elmer E. McLean, Box 561. No. 48—WEST VIRGINIA—Huntington. John Geiske, 1682 Sixth St. 4I—WISCONSIN— Madison. 9, Tenny Bldg. No. Frank Weston, Room No. 5—Milwaukce. Paul A. Buerger, Apt. 2, 150 Biddle Street. No. 72—Kenosha. Leland Birchard, 304 Marion Ave. FoLLOWING Camp-Fire custom, Homer Irving McEldowney rises and _ intro- duces himself on the occasion of his first story in our magazine: Champaign, Illinois. I'll say that I’m twenty-one, and you'll know there’s little tc tell. I enlisted in April of ’17— U. S. Cavalry—and was shanghaied to the Border where I remained till the fracas was over. It looked very much like two years out of my life simply wasted, but it did three things, possibly more. I learned something of men and horses, and I learned to love the Open. ‘THE outfit was made up almost entirely of old- timers, men from practically every walk of life. Tailors, plumbers, teamsters, cooks, a parson, a teacher, an ex-pugilist, clerks, salesmen, and a couple of “ridge-runners,” moonshiners from Ken- tucky, wanted cn the “outside” by the sheriff. The Camp-Fire 183 They were a mighty interesting lot, and under their hides they were more or less white, the kind you can depend upon in a pinch. They’d’share a blanket or a last canteen-check. ‘They were as different as day and night, but they were friends, and friends worth while. A year from now, if it’s the will of the gods, I complete my work at the University of Illinois. Then I hope to begin my education. Whether it’s a cattle boat, a horse shipment, or work in a galley, doesn’t greatly matter—as you say, ‘“The spirit of adventure lives in all men’”—and it’s very much alive in me. I’m going to travel, if I bust a trace. I received your check from Adventure and wish to thank you for it. It will enable me to take in some of the wonders of the Yellowstone and to view the blue Pacific, before the fall “‘grind”’ begins at Champaign. If I have a rip-snorting good time, I shall credit it to Adventure. HE rough sketch of the country is accurate so far as topography is concerned. Only the ranches, the towns Gila and Sleepy Junction, and Solomon Valley are imaginary. Worthington’s trail down through Mexico had to be guess-work on my part, doped out with the aid of a surface map, for while I am fairly familiar with the country on this sjde of the Border, country which I patrolled while on outpost duty ‘with the Seventeenth U. S. Cavalry, I have never been more than a mile or two into Old Mexico. I might say in passing that the old cowman and pioneer, described by Mr. Bechdolt in Adventure, was a familiar figure to some sixteen of us who were stationed at Slaughter’s Ranch for six weeks or two months.: The old gentleman, John Slaughter, would ride out early and return late, covering miles and miles between sun-up and dusk, always astride the same little roan pony, with a well worn stock saddle, and a pearl-handled ‘“‘six gun” hung at the horn. But in spite of his record in the early lawless days, we found him wholly human—and the canned peaches and Carnation milk that came across his counter in the little general store, were the best in the land. It was, then, with more than ordinary interest and pleasure that I read the article—and saw again the old cowman whom we had learned to know, back in the days before the Armistice. —Homer I. McELDOWNEY. ANY readers took advantage of our offer to sell used Adventure cover paintings at the auction by mail that was closed July 1st. The next auction date is January 1st, 1922. Send in your bids at any time before that date for the cover paintings for issues up to that of January 3oth, out December 30. No bid of less than ten dollars per cover will be considered. Bid for as many covers as you like. It is best to name second and third choices in case the cover or covers you particularly want get a higher bid from some one else. And don’t forget that Adventure is now published three times a month. The reth, 2oth and 30th are the dates, with due allow- ance for February.—A. S. H. OO C@