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(No. 330) ABSTRAC~P OF STATEMENT For the Year Ending December 31, 1944 Of The Sunshine Mutual Insurance Company, located at Sioux Falls, in the State of South Dakota. Aggregate amount of admitted assets $ 85,769.95 Aggregate amount of liabilities 57,649,75 Surl)lus over all liabili- ties 28,120.17 Aggregate Income dur- ing the year 85,$63.51 Aggregate disbursements during the year 69,052.55 NOI~TH DAKOTA BUSINESS Premiums received dur- ing the year $ 38,717.85 Losses incurred during the year 10,412.06 Losses paid during the year 9,484.51 STATE OF NORTII DAKOTA. | Office of Commissioner of Insurance. I, S. A. Olsness, Commissioner of Insurance of the State of North Dakota. do hereby certify that the foregoing is a true ~bstraet of the original statement now on file in this office. In Testimony Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand (SEAL) and affixed the seal of this Office at Bismarck the first day of May. A. D. 1945. S. A. OLSNESS, Commissioner of Insurance. ~"rATE 09" NORTH DAKOTA, | Office of Commissioner of Insurance. ] COMPANY'S CERTIFICATE OF AUTHORITY Whereas. The Sunshine Mutual In- surance Company. a corporation or- ganized under the laws of South Da- kota. has filed in this office a sworn statement exhibiting its condition and business for the year ended :December 31 1944. conformable to the requirements of the laws of this state, regarding the business of Insurance. and Whereas. the said Company has filed in this office a duly certified copy of its charter with certificate of ,rganization in compliance with the requirements of Insurance laws aforesaid. Olsness Now, Therefore, I, S. A. Commissioner of Insurance of the State of North Dakota, pursuant to the provisions of said laws. do hereby certify that the above named Company is fully empowered through its authorized agents, to transact its appropriate business of Authorized Insurance in this state according to the laws thereof, until the 30th day of April, A. D. 1946. In Testimony Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand (SEAL) and seal at Bismarck. this first day of May. A. D. 1945. S A. OLSNESS. Commissioner of Insurance- FBI Agent Bill--All you ever want to do is sleep. What do you think you'll ever amount to? Joe--An undercover man. Burnt Offerings Wiley--I'm glad you like it. I think apple pie and chicken croquets are the things I make best. Hubby--Which is this? Sherlock Holmes Harry--Why you ordered without even looking at the menu. Jerry--Yeah. I could see every- thing they have on the waiter's apron. 24-Hour Day Mac--Do you have to work very long hours with your new job? Jack---No. Only the regulation length--sixty minutes each No Back Talk Mrs. Jones--I'm afraid the moun- tain air would disagree with me. Mr. Jones--My dear, it wouldn't dare! Happy Day Mother--It's too bad Sally and Jane didn't invite you to their party. Daughter--I don't care. When I grow up I'm going to have a great big party and I won't invite any- body. NEW FACE Joe--I thought you had a light- haired girl friend last month? Bill--I did but she dyedl Pleasingly Plump Brown---So you met Mary today. Blue---Yes. And you know it's the first time I've seen her in ten years. Brown--Has she kept her girlish figure? Blue--Kept it? She's doubled itJ So There! Farmer--it I were as lazy as you I'd go hang myself in the barn. Hired Hand--No, you wouldn't It you were as lazy as me, you wouldn't have a barn. You're Welcome Jim--who was that dumb looking fellow I saw you talking to? Slim--My brother. Jim--Excuse me, I should have noticed the resemblance. Well Rounded Fat--Am I a little pale? Thin--No, you're more like a big tub. Universal Diet Sailor--Yes, on that island I lived on nothing but pineapples for three months, Heckler--So what? I've lived on earth for thirty years. Music Lover Jones--My wife used to play the piano, but since the children ar- rived she hasn't had time. Smith--Children are a comfort, aren't they? Smart Collegiate Professor--Time is money; how do you prove it? Student--Well, if you give 25 cent~ to a couple of tramps, that's a quar- ter to two. THE BILLINGS COUNTY PIONEER i " Sunny-Day Set for Lmle Girls . wagonront, toCa.i[orala Fury --r'a~~' %~=LAN L~=~AY ~9= .NIJ~KR~/.G~ ~~ I, Due to an unusually large demand nn. current war conditions, slightly more tim/' is required in filling orders for a few of ~ z~[/2~.~t.l Tijk~.) ~ ~ the most popular pattern numbers. THE STORY THUS FAR: Melody by the slack of my pants, and git me As he drew closer and got to wind, SEWING CIRCLE PATTERN DEPT. 530 South Wells St. Chicago Jones. and his side-rider George Fury in trouble, and force theirself on ward, Melody noticed the smell o| Enclose 25 cents la coins for each pattern desired. oue'nto l~aynev"l.e-a c w toWne n ~e me, SO "I can't hardly keep from forty-rod. He looked the tall man - -- "'- --mere catching up with him--" over coolly from the saddle, but as the first bar where me omer cusm Pattern No Size - - - ' n George suddenly became perfect- the stranger came to his stirrup he oegan to iaugn at nlm lor some uu:tuuw reason Melody'waiked up to the general ly still. He fixed his gaze on Mei- could not refuse the offered hand. i Name store. In a flare of temper he knocked ody's profile and his eyes wereIt felt like a fistful of dry mesquite. Address down n man, called Ira. for whistling at a girl. Melody then entered the store and ordered canned food. which the owner re. fused to accept payment for. He picked up Fury, and the girl Melody had pre. vlously seen came running up to Melody. She kissed him, then said it was unsafe In town and for them to follow her ont. The girl, Cherry, went after their horses while they waited out of sight. CHAPTER IV Nothing happened to stop their ride out of Payneville. George Fury, who had decided he had to die there, felt as it he had slipped a stirrup, which is about the same as missing the top step in the dark; but in half an hour Payneville was a peculiar memory, lost behind the lazy roll of the plain. . . Riding at the hub of the t)ucz- board, Melody kept sliding sidelong glances at the profile of the girl as she drove the team. Her mouth was drawn down a little at the corners, and her eyes were hidden by her nat brim. She was watching the badly broken mustangs, which were slash- ing about in the harness, as they Ivped. He let his pony drift sideways un- til he was stirrup to stirrup with George Fury. "Loco weed never drove no crit- ter thet crazy. Thet girl knows you, and knows you good--too good to be fooled. Looky here, Melody~ you mind last year when you was kicked in the head at Cheyenne? You was missing four days. You sure you marry no y, nothing, while you was out ox yo head?" "I wasn't any more out of my haid than you," Melody said coolly. "Anyway," he added with less con- fidence, "I thunk of that. She says she's never been in Cheyenne." George Fury looked hard at Melo- dy. He shrugged his gaunt shoul- ders, and looked grim. Now the girl beckoned to Melody to ride closer; she pulled the team to a slogging trot. "Do you want to do one thing for me?" she asked him, "Mam?" "Take off your hat." He looked at her in bewilderment. "I want to see something," she ex- plained. Melody slowly took off his floppy sombrero, and she looked at him closely, with such concentration that he reddened. "I want you fo keep your hair clawed down over your left eye," she told him. "Just like it is now." "Mare?" he said; and she re- peated it. Slowly he put his hat back on. "Why?" he asked at last. "As a favor to me. A personal favor. Is it a big thing to ask?" "Hey look," he shouted over the trundle of the wheels. "Hey--" She shot him an inquiring smile, but as she turned her head, she let the driving lines slack, and the mus- tangs plunged into a run. The buck- board careened and bounded into the snaky ruts. "what?" "Nothing!" "Speaking of uncles," Melody said, "I fetched this here off a post down in the town." He gave George the bit of paper. WANTED BAD For murder, robbery, and dlfor- derly conduct-- MONTE JARRAD 5 foot 10, 140 pound, ttraw color hair, fear over left eye. May be travelling with half-wit uncle name of Rofcoe fomething. Lafl feen go- lug over Syke Mt on s bald.tail horfe. $1000 REWARD DEAD OR ALIVE whichever way he packf belt. "What the heck is a horfe?" Mel- ody said. He swiveled in his saddle to study his pony s tail with melan- choly. "I reckon they mean Harry Henshaw. But Harry ain't really baldtail. It's just wore off in that one place, from being shet in a eta- em, ble, that tma . George was turning purple. 'Half- wit uncle, he said between set teeth. "It was all coming clear to him now. Half-wit uncle name of Roscoe. I be damned, if any man could stand fer this. "That's w,hut done it," Melody said sadly. 'There sin t any omer resemblance hardly, except I got the same initial~ burnt on my saddle, two.three places." , ,'Half-wit uncle, George said a sin, his voice shaking. g-,~elodv said, "I tried 'tJeorge, ,-~ . . . , to get you over that foolish looks "Name of Roscoe," George whim- pered. "I been thinkin'," Melody said. "I suppose," George consoled him- self, 'to be your uncle a feller would have to be a half-wit." to get into this." "The name even had to be Ros- coe," George hung on to it. "I'm going, to fill somebody so frille of holes you can button him a vestl" "I didn't force my way into this here," Melody said mildly, "but ff ~t~ people aim to drag me in weird. "Melody," he said at last, "his words muffled, "what in all hell is eating you?" "You knowfGeorge," Melody said slowly, "in all my life I ain't ever been so low in my mind as I been in this last baif hour, here." "We'll git out of this all right," George said. "No, George; no, it ain't that. But, you know, back there in Paynevilie, when we rode in--it seemed at first like the whole world was changed. Nothin' like it ever happened to me before. I taken and walked down the street, and people stood back to leave me pass. I taken and went up to a bar, and people give me room. All of a sudden, it seemed like, everyone thunk I was somebody. I guess it fooled me, George For a little while there, I guess I thunk I was somebody myself." "I can't never be Monte Jarrad," Melody said. "But--I can be the feller that caught up with him!" Around" sundown they climbed a quarter-mile of ragged side-trail, the wheels of the buckboard tilting chancily over the rock ledges; and came out on a mountain crag where clung a weathered ranch house, a sagging barn. and some sketchy cor- rals. Within the erratic fences an l!stll t "Howdy, boy, howdy." unnecessary number of ten-dollar mustangs climbed about the rocks and steeps. The smallest bear cub Melody had ever seen was chained beside the back door. The place ap- peared unprosperous, and shiftless; but the fact that the girl seemed to live here gave it imaginary possi- bilities. In the red sunset light it looked okay to Melody, even attrac- five, in a go-to-hell sort of way. George Fury spoke to Melody through a buttonhole in his gaunt cheek, screened by his mustache. "What's/the Idee stoppin' here?" "Maybe it's her home." "Well, it ain't my home! Let's hear you name just one thing it could get us to off-saddle here?" "A meal," Melody said. "Goodbye," said George savage- Iv, mal~g as i~ to turn his horse. Melod~ ignored the threat. "I been thinkin'," he said. "George, you mow something? I'm bait." "what?" "I figured out the reason she drug us all the way out here. I see now why she run up to me and made out like I was Monte. I see it just as plain. It's sos the posse would take out after me, and chase~ me" It took you all the way out here to figure out that?" "Well, it's some forwarder than I was when I started;" This is wonderful, George said. "This is the best thing happened yet. So now you and her have got it fixed that a posse takes out and runs us to heU and gone!" *'I don't see how t~ey kin," Melo- dy said. "Why can't the y,?" "Because I don t aim to go no place. You can git them to chase out broken screen door slam to with a bang that lifted the bear cub a foot. The man who came toward Melody with enormous looping strides was of exceptional height, of the high- pockets design--spidery of limb, narrow-chested, with a small head. The gun that slatted against his bony thigh looked out of place, as if hung upon a tree. been a long UmeI" "Cherry sent Avery out with word you was here. Come out here, Av- eryl He's spilin' the grub," he ex. plained to Melody. So her name's Cherry, Melody thought. He looked at her to see how the name fitted. She had stepped down, and was unharnessing the buckboard team. George Fury had been watching Melody to catch any sign of recog- nition in Melody's face. George was looking very grim. "I crave to ask list a couple o' things," George said, carefully po- lite; then hesitated. Since this aft- /'l -- ernoon he had a sensitivity about ""'-~ anch is certain questions.~,ot r this," he got it out, "and who are you?" " " The girl called Cherry spoke in a . ~, 1331 quick mumble from behind her ,2-6 yrs. horse. You've heard speak of Ros- coe Syrnes, Paw. I guess you never Outdoor Set ran into him--but that's him. Re- /~tN ADORABLE out- of- doors member?" " ~" outfit for a sweet little girl. A George could not see, but Melody sun. bonnet to shade her face-- saw, as she tapped her forehead, little wing sleeves to keep her cool Her lips formed the word, "Differ- --it's an ensemble that she'Ll love ent." to wear on sunny days. "Shore, I remember," the tallman * * * said. "MouSe's uncle, eh?" He slid Pattern No. 1331 is designed for sizes 2, 3, 4. 5 and 6 years. Size 3, dress, requires Off into the patronizing smile that 1% yards of 35 or 39 inch material; ben. George Fury had seen before, and net. ~ yard; 5 yards edging or tic rae spoke as if to a child "rm Fever to trim dress and bonnet Crick de Longpre," he told George. "Reckon you heard Monte speak of me. You know--Cherry's paw?" [t Seems That Someone Cherry de Longpre -- Melody ~/US Left at the Post thought--that's right pretty; and this long mix of chills and snake-off is Three fellows arrived at a raft- her old man. Well, you never know. way station to find they were half '~his here little lay-out," Fever an hour too early for the train So Crick de Longpre was saying, "we they went out for a drink. When call the Busted Nose, on account of they returned they found the train our brand. We started to have it the Flying W. but Avery tripped and fell. and bent our branding iron on a rock, while it was hot. It won't burn a 'W' any more. But it looks as much like a busted snoot as a man could ask." "Oh?" Melody said. The man who came out of the ranch house now was of zinplaceable age---he might have been years old. er than Melody, or he might have been eighteen. I can't tell, Melody thought, without I taken a look at his teeth. Even before he appeared, Melody had sensed him lurking be- hind the ill-matched boards of the kitchen, watching Melody Jones and George Fury, estimating them both. And when he left the ramshackle house he left it empty; somehow Melody knew that, too. His strung- up senses were telling him things he could not have decided with his head. He watched Avery de Longpre's face. He didn't much like the flat. muscled cheek bones, nor the hard line of the jaw, bulged faintly by a meager chew of tobacco. But espe- cially he didn't like the small pale eyes, expressionless as gooseberries, and the same color. There was a weight of immovable sullenness be- hind Avery de Longpre's ,unlatching pan. "Hello, Monte," Avery said. He made a vague gesture of salute, but without coming near enough to have to shake hand~; and the green eyes dropped away from Melody's flat stare. "Chuck's up," Avery said. His speech was dull and thick; he hard. ly opened his jaws for it. "Light and we'll eeL" Melody Jones paid less attention to the men and more to Cherry de Longpre; she met his eyes seldom. and her face was still She busied herself waiting on them, and the poor light from the hurricane lamps helped her face to be undlsclosing. She had got a clean red-check- ered cloth on to the plank-and-tres. tle table, and the cooking stuff on the wall--copper, brass, and iron-- shone very clean. This streak of good order suggested that these things were Cherry's, though the ranch itself, with its shaky tilt and dilapidation, was the men's respon. sibility. She was prettier than he had thought, much prettier, and he was sorry to see this. If a girl had to set out to do him wrong, he wished it could have been a homely girl, with one of these here hay. bag figures and a hostile look. Fever Crick. who was talking con. tinuously, in an obvious effort to make a good impression on Melody, kept apologizing for the wretched lay-out, and trying to explain it. It needed all the apology it could get. It was less a house than a shack, and, except for a broad gallery on two sides, would never have been mistaken by even a wandering cow- boy for anything else. Fever Crick said it was "previous to the sum. mer," whatever that meant, and ob. acutely necessary for horse ranch- inC. But Melody could feel the girl's disdain, whenever her father spoke. But now he perceived, unexpect- edly, that he had the girl in an even more puzzling position than that in which he found himself. She had set him up to be Monte Jarrad, for purposes of her own, without even knowing~ his name. But probably she hadn't figured on his just casu. ally insisting on being the exact person she had made him out to be. ~TO B~ ~0~ had left. Cheerfully "they went out for another drink. They returned much later to find a train in the station, and two of the men just managed to throw themselves on before it started. Whereat the re- maining chap started to laugh. He laughed so much that a porter inquired as to what he was laughing at. Still laughing heartily, he ex- plained: "Those two friends of mine who got on the train had really come to see me off." Paris for Treaties During the last three centuries, 11 of the 38 important peace treat- ies negotiated throughout .the world have been signed in or near Paris. Among them were the treaties that terminated the Amer- ican War of Independence in 1783 and the Spanish-American war in 1898. Score to Settle Scene: A military hospital. Visi- tor had been talking to a badly wounded Irish soldier. Afterwards he asked an orderly: "When are they sending that man home?" "He ain't going home," said the orderly. "He's going back to the front." "But he can't. He'll never be fit. Anybody can see he's far too badly hurt." "Maybe. But he thinks he knows who done it." N LARBEST Sl AT IIM "slow leak" In time to prevent de- [ structive"roadslde fiats." 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