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Full particulars and conditions are given in February Overland.

Overland Monthly and Out-West Magazine

SENTINEL BUILDING, SAN FRANCISCO

FISHERMAN'S WAGE

(Continued from page 271) advised that the members "ascertain before the expedition departs that contractor has sufficient foodstuffs to serve three sufficient meals per day of food suitable to nationalities employed, and see that they are served."

Some of the abuses may be guessed by the following resolutions of the packers' associations to correct them:

"Sub-contractors to be eliminated. Medical inspection of all employees. Refuse employment to anyone afflicted with venereal or other communicable disease, or those showing indications that they are subject to the use of narcotics. Search and remove from all employees firearms or other weapons and drugs.

Control of purchase of outfits of employees before sailing and see that articles purchased are delivered at reasonable prices.

Eliminate contractors' stores. Eliminate sale of food by cooks. Discourage gambling and prevent all deductions from wages for gambling debts.

On vessels furnish comfortable quarters and a liberal supply of drinking water. Limit purchases in Alaska to not more than $30.00 per man per season.

Canner to supervise payment of men under the contract in the presence of a deputy State Labor Commissioner."

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The Editor's Brief Case

ITH this issue Overland opens two departments which serve to round out its expression as regards the Arts. In opening its department of Music, Överland feels exceptionally fortunate in having secured the services of Eleanor Everest Freer (Mrs. Archibald Freer) of Chicago. Mrs. Freer both by virtue of her present position-she is National Music Chairman of the League of American Pen Women and Chairman of The American Opera Society of Chicago-and through her musical background, is exceptionally well qualified for the work she will do for Overland.

Eleanor Everest was born in Philadelphia of New England parentage, her father and mother-Cornelius Everest and Ellen America Clark-both living near Hartford, Connecticut. She studied under her father; later with Mathilde Marchesi (voice) and Benjamin Godard (diction) in Paris. She was a pupil in theory of the late distinguished Bernhard Ziehn. She sang in Paris for many of the noted musicians of

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the day, including Verdi, Liszt, Massenet, Godard, Vidor, T

Bemberg, and others.

Although but twenty-two years of age, Miss Everest returned to Philadelphia upon the death of her father to teach in his place; and to make for herself in a few years time a name not yet forgotten. In 1891 she married Dr. Archibald Freer of Chicago.

Mrs. Freer has been a serious and forceful exponent of the cause of our vernacular. She has set to music English and American classic and standard verse, in songs and part-songs; also an opera, the words written by the late gifted Josephine Preston Peabody, the one-act "Legend of the Piper." Olive Maine conducting, this was given with success in February of this year by the Progress Club at South Bend, Indiana.

Mrs. Freer devoted her entire time from 1914 to 1919 to war-work, for which she received from Belgium the "Medaille Reine Elisabeth," and from France the "Medaille de la

HE story of "Los Penitentes" as given by S. Omar Barker in April Overland has occasioned comment from all parts of the country. There are many Doubting Thomases who refuse to believe that such practices exist within the borders of today's United States, but these are from sections where the penitentes have never been heard of as existing. Those who know at all of the order express only wonderment at its widespread activities, crediting Mr. Barker with having given an unusually complete and definite account of the little known

sect.

One well-known author writes from Connecticut in commendation of the article. Speaking of Los Penitentes he says: "There must be something primal in it, which we have not yet recognized or named. Anyway, here's an excellent thesis. for the doctorate. Why don't you suggest it to the next young college man who is looking for a new subject? What a refreshing change it would be!"

WITH A MASTER WRITER

JUST why and how an author writes

and just how he began are of interest to his readers. Those who were held by Harold G. Evarts' The Cross Pull, those who followed it delightedly when it came out on the screen as The Silent Call, the first dog story ever filmed, may like to know how Mr. Evarts took to writing, as men are said to take to other habits that sometimes lead to the pen.

Nine years ago Harold G. Evarts, his wife and little boy went to their newly purchased fox farm at Wapati, Wyoming, half way between Cody and Yellowstone Park. The cold was too severe for Evarts' little son, and Mrs. Evarts returned with him to Kansas City.

Left alone in the endlessly long evenings. Mr. Evarts read the fiction of the West with almost exactly the reaction of James Fenimore Cooper more than a century ago to the English stories of his time. He could do a better one

himself. And in the seclusion of his
fox farm Evarts wrote Tumbleweed, the
opening of the Cherokee Strip, The Yel-
low Horde, and the stories afterward
collected under the title of Bald Face.
His best work, at least it is so regarded
His best work, at least it is so regarded
in the East, is The Old Timer, on the
theme of the conservation of the parks.
It was written at the solicitation of
George Horace Lorimer, who went with
him through Yellowstone Park.

Evarts did his share in the war.
Re-
cently he sold the Wyoming farm and
again in his home in Hutchinson, Kan-
sas, he is writing the stories that so many
readers have learned to associate with
his name. A Westerner by birth, he is
to be a Californian in time, we are told.
He has spent one summer on this Coast
and will probably visit his mother and
sister, Mrs. Bigger and Mrs. E. C. Fox
Hillcrest Road, Berkeley, before

on

autumn.

-Laura Bell Everett.

INSOMNIA

I had tossed about

Through the measured clock ticks
Of a dreamless night:
Ah, how the darkness
Stung my sore brain cells,
Like a spider's bite!

And I had counted-
Until my raw nerves screamed-
Great herds of white sheep:
Watched them clear a gate
Like light balls of floss,
At a single leap.

But I had listed

All my heart's chattel wares-
All goods on Life's shelf:
'Tis well when Soul's doors,
Ajar through Night's span,

Reveal one to Self!

-Jay G. Sigmund.

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friends addressed him as Mike, or sometimes as Mulligan. By nature he was a wanderer. This rise and fall of mining camps gave him opportunities to let his bent run. There were always new golden fields ahead when he had tired of the old one. He had been one

of the first to set up business in Sultana, for he had caught early news of the strike. His trade name perhaps, as much as his culinary ability and good service, would have made each of his moves successful but for his love of gambling.

The appearance of the steaks which had been served the first two men so impressed the new comers that late as was the hour they unanimously decided to let Mike repeat the orders. The small clock upon the shelf in the kitchen registered half past two when the orders had been served and eaten. No other patrons had entered and Mike had taken a chair near the stove, where he sat dozing. Shorty, Rawlins and Pete Carson were undoubtedly influenced by this sleepy attitude. They were, too, satiated with the quality and quantity of the meal.

"I'm a rarin' to get to bed," Shorty finally ventured, after giving up hope of any of the others making the first move. Instantly Rawlins and Carson slid from their high stools and in such a manner as to prove their acceptance of the suggestion. Staley did not move. He was wide awake, and had been for the past few minutes. An idea had come to him, and he had waited for this suggestion of bed from one or another of the trio.

"I think I won't go just now," he said, "I'll stay and have a talk about old times with Mike. You boys go on up to Jimmy's cabin and turn in. I'll go over to Lee's and try the cot when I get to the point where I can't avoid it any longer.”

Shorty was unwilling to accept the poor accommodations of the hotel, and he required no second invitation to roll into Jimmy's bed with the others. "If it gets crowded, we'll roll him underneath," said Jimmy. The noise of the trio's departure awoke Mike, and he rose to confront only Staley, who still sat upon his stool.

"If you're not ready to close up, I wouldn't mind chatting for a while," Staley said, as he tendered payment for the meal.

"I don't close till six," replied Mike, "and I'd stay open a week if you wanted to talk, sir.'

"Thank you, Mike," Staley replied to the implied compliment. "How's business?"

(Continued next month)

AGRICULTURE IN CALIFORNIA

(Continued from page 262)

on the grain stubble. More than $25,000,000 dollars worth of hens' eggs are reported annually but the supply does not meet the demand. In this, as in all other lines of work carefully study industry and some capital are necessary.

Another important side line is bee keeping. There are in the state some 9,000 bee keepers. These reported in 1920 more than 5,000,000 pounds of honey, or about one seventh of the total amount used in our country. The mild climate upon the lowlands is favorable to bee keeping and has resulted in giving to California first rank in amount and value of output. In the cultivated areas alfalfa and orange blossoms fur

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nish much material for honey. hills the sage, manzanita and various wild flowers are valuable.

Several important crops have not been mentioned in this article. Among these are beans, potatoes, hops and cotton. Fruit growing, which is a highly specialized industry, will be dealt with in another issue. Enough has been said to show that general farming is carried on extensively in California. Large unoccupied areas invite the settler, but no

one should come to the state with the idea that money can be made without hard work. The farmer who will carefully study the conditions and work industriously and intelligently will succeed in California, and will find greater satisfaction and profit in his work here than elsewhere.

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ROI PARTRIDGE
(Continued from page 266)

in the entire expression. It emphasizes the purity of the untrodden snows; in its unbroken length it expresses remoteness, seclusion; its rhythm carries the eye back into the depth of the pass, and beyond. Cover the upper one-third of the print and you still retain the emotional appeal. Cover the lower onethird, so as to almost destroy this essential line there is still a picture, a pleasing one; there is nothing of emotion. And in that is illustrated Roi Partridge's mastery of his medium, his simple and direct expression.

His keen understanding, his sympathetic approach, is illustrated in his handling of mountain masses in these few plates. Out West displays the typical bare and desolate peaks of the near-desert regions of the South -and note in this plate, too, how cleverly the line of willows along the arroyo carries the eye back from the clump of Lombardy poplars across the level valley to the up-rising slopes of the mountain. Los Cerros, again, holds the rich roundness of the Coast Ranges, the height and immensity of the mountain emphasized by the tiny ranchhouse at its foot. The Cloud displays the Sierra peak, snow-clothed, rising above the ragged timber-line forest; cloud-draped, in lonely grandeur, dramatic in its expression.

Roi Partridge is truly representative of California etching at its best.

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A DARK LAID PLOT (Continued from page 263)

You say she look regal? Dat nigguh look regal? Sis' Jenkins, yo' done heft on de las' straw!

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"Wha' say? who? Whut? Look heah, Mistuh Graham! Look me in de eye, suh, an, yo'-all rubbuh-neckin' passel o'-whut's dat you' say? ME stuck out mah foot? Me tripped de bride? Great day in de mawnin'! Now whut do any nigguh know 'bout dat? Yassir! Co'se Ah huhd a thump, an' de rippin', w'en she hit de flo'; but don' nobuddy say Ah put out mah foot! Sis' Jenkins knows jes' ez well ez Ah do dat Ah done had mah foot undah mah skuht all de time, don' yo', honey? It was dat Geranium gal's own foot, yassir! A foot de size she got, she done oughta weah one o' dese heah crinolines, or keep out o' weddin's, or git mahied in a wheel chaiah, yassir-yas'm!"

NORTHERN LIGHTS (Continued from page 278) others but himself. Bill dimly conceived another force-a resistless one, before which the efforts of others and himself were as twinkling rays of lamplight across fields illumined by the aurora.

"I'll bring you a candle," said Rhoda. When she returned Bill was in the deep softness of the bed. He watched her white figure moving about beneath the steep slope of the roof, spreading a fluffy comforter over him, raising a window sash to brush out the sifted snow. Presently she came to his bed, and her cool fingers rested on his hair.

"Tomorrow, Bill, we'll climb old Steptoe," she said. She kissed him and was noiselessly gone.

Tomorrow, he thought, there would be Sheriff Webster and the narrow bridge, but tonight at least there was the touch of Rhoda's fingers on his face as he drifted into white slumber.

"I forgot to call him," said Johnnie Lansing, darkly pale in the morning sunshine.

He swung himself on his knee into the box car, and shivered in the black coolness. Sheriff Grant and Ed Sykes climbed to his side ,and they walked over the crunching hay between the melting blocks. Ed raised the canvas on the farther side, and Johnnie knelt He drew over the deepened hollow. back pitifully white.

"Boys, he couldn't be-frozen-" he pleaded.

Sheriff Grant pulled him kindly aside, and lifted away the blocks of ice. The morning sunlight streamed full across the car.

"Just as he made the Cerro Gordo sale," lamented Ed Sykes.

They stood silent. Sheriff Grant

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