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THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL. PORTLAND, SUNDAY m6rNING, NOVEMBER 29, 1908. By Urjr McManne.) M an' Batan had a race." N old man who had roamed over A the west to years told wis story to a group of admiring friend,. He had learned to talk when talking was an tfrt, and could i.rn , mi. .,,,r,r nv with t'.lea ""'P1 on rlel laP wnue sne areamea. no thrm the idle, summer dajs wun t.ues h r ,,.,, wr-w h .11,.. of startling adventure. "I found Missouri unsatisfying In 06, and went to Colorado to begin afresh. I had always been fond of geology, and v in fnr (Marine- amona the rocks my passion ror digging among tne rocKs served wis In the gold excitement of the time. I prospected among the great canyons and unearthed their smiling tores till I had mora 'shares' than I needed. I made men rich who are now pending their old days in lying and cheating to make more; I grew tired of She tried to separate Saranec from the them and did not care enough for towns men of his tribe, resolving to fight the to upend money on them. I grieved late awaiting her unless she could that I could not hold a corner of the rouse him to a higher ambition than great, breesy west, a separate world of 'V'S'"?, found like a mountain sprite, my own: I could sea its beauty outside H.?r. f u,n "P8 curled an i she glanced at a lis gold-hearted hills. Today, giant en- glittering scepter in the form of an ax. glnes re hauling Its stores, and mills Her grandmother had worn It as she nd T factories are pumping away in the 'ned tack to' t ,ea t IBut you valley, where I planted the camps of the Jto rl cA, miners. antj can't pause In mv work because a I roamed .off to the north in search poor Indian youth , )osng hlR 8en8.. Of adventures and found them jay after Ag her work -cnn,,j,,ted in folding her day, among hostile savages, till I was hands, Lalla purred contentedlv, without rather glad to strike a miners camp fear of disturbance. near the Black hills. 1 found rich "The Idea," she went on. 'of cutting claims the first year, but was drawn his corn for him. while he goes off to the next into, assisting the civil engi- the great red forest for his fall hunt! neers In finding a path for the Iron As to digging his potatoes for his horse over the wild hills. The Sioux tirred the other tribes to resent our coming; the hot times that followed kept me till the camp had gnown Into a town. 'One day there was wild excitement over a murder out on Bulphur Gap. Not that It was unusual; a fow weeks before a man had been hanged for horse stealing; he was a gambler as well: so the stern executioner of the law went safely about his business the next day. The miner circled the teep canyons as they discussed the dead man's -ame (he had plainly fcrVeut d them at cards) emphasizing their speech with their picks. "There was no funeral. He had left no name or message, tine rough fel low wondered if he had a wife, as he watched a great wide-winged eagle perched on a rocky ledge, staring sol emnly at the intruder below. " 'And beast and bird, have seen and heard That which man knoweth not." "That was all of his storv: all that men knew. The Indians darted swift rlancea down the ravine and naaseit on. I did not sneak mv nltv of him whose punishment-seemed so .horrible beside his crime. A gruesome interest held me. I wondered if the freed soul could ever find the sunless spot; and won- dered, too. if the great, seamed rocks leaned over so that the rain could not toss the broken thing facing eternity at .. . . a . - the bottom of the wild canyon. If he had been wronged in his death, one ki ...... ,i . could guard his grave, even there, one who could hold away the wild prowlers of the mountains. 'They passed me as they filed Into the1 tunnel, where a man's life was given, every week or so, for the shining treasure within. An Indian turned to question a man who had stopped beside me. He was answered vaguely. In a liSVr.kmV"Voi. asTf Ife made his blue ey ,e" -?,utAim?, sMewnys, and passea on. i inn iK Ki ms sienaer nanos Vn t.T' riZ. i7X..Z u i s ouuui mi nw. " . 7 . , ' t 'Three weeks later a long time out there where the lime Is given to com- dy or tragedy Impartially, this other muraer nrea me country. A chief of the unevennes hail hwn IrillaH o years before, In a raid with the Sioux me nercnncR naa oeen allien a. t against the whites. It was said he had White hiood in his veins, enough to make his daughter a beauty. The moth er nursed her revenge against the whites silent and stern" In her watch over the pretty Nonga if a white man came near her, leaving her to any wild finry at other times. isonga naa Deen sent to school. where she learned to long for the pale Tor$ ,,n a e Now' w,th V0 In the lodge (there was no warrior to nnng mem luxuries) and her mother so Birrn una cold, she left it to dream away the time in the hills. But lovers A W I I hit.,.., found her in time, and we heean to -wnii-u wim mieresi me turn in the af fairs of the "princess." "Young Bell came to the mines In searcn or gold and diversion. Bell' they called him. Kerle is 'Kerie Indian lor panther. That the fruit was for bidden, only gaye. It a relish. Then Karanec, a grave Indian youth, who had watched over h'-r since childhood in LOVE WINS OUT By J. Norman. HIQII up on the "Salter' she sat. throned on a granite boulder, with the golden re1 flamlnc all around l.er and upon her fHir ynu'ig --au. And lrl.' Lelfson, the hold, tall youth, who had dared to risk his evety hop" nf happi ness In a stumbling rirrlarition of de votion, started un ,t her in Joyful amazement. "You love me," he cried, yi'u love me, a poor. stniRciiiiK Not wcsian farmer, and you the daughter .f a mil lionaire and the mot beautiful girl In the world?" "Yes" she answered in her deep, sweet voice. "I love yon. ' and smiling a litth at Mm lovr-likn praise, she added whimsically, "Wwi't you believe mn. Ei h ? He sprang to his feet and took her boldly in his arms. "Oh, Marjorie, it seems too r.d to l . .' V. nrViUnnrnl "I .,,.,1.4 ..... . .1.. blUC, WW IJ J r,7'-- TH. i II'UI'I ll'Jt. II l peaking, but l never dan-d en in xuy wildest dreama to hope for tain. " Gently releasing herself she- louk- d at i her watch. "Come, it is time for me to r(ii;r i," She Bald. "Father Is always iuwv if I keep blm waiting for Ids break-, fast." "Oh, I am afraid I had forgott. -i your father." he 'said blankly. There was very little doubt as to What- Marjories father who knrw nothing of these -arlv n tmgs -.n the "Salter"' while he was as.; -p in b..i would say when Kric formally re quested permission to marrv his onlv child. It came homo sudd-i.ly to tin young man how preposterous sm-h ;i Sroposal would s-cm to the fa tin r r.f la love. His beautiful Marjorie, heir ess to thousands of acres of rk,i '..ll fornla pasture and over a mlll'nti si. . pp. married to an insijrnif leant Norwi t'im farmer, who had nil his work cut mn to make both ends meet. Why, of course, the American would promptly Kick nira out. "Good bye," said Erie rilsconsolafidv. as they came near the little Inn whii i iad the honor of sheltering Marjorie . and her wealthy father. "I'll come and your rather directly after ItreakfasL" "Good-bye," she answered. "I'll do a' I can to win him over first. And I'll make the coffee myself, so that it shall Cm Just a be likes It .and see that the eggs are not boiled as hard as thev were yesterday. When dad "Is In good ' humor, there is always hope." .'." ".''. Ths.scens was certainly not an In spiring one, the lover thought, as he stood upon the threshold of the little 11m. The prevailing note was a melan choly gray7 gray ky, gray granlto and fray Mils tinged with steamy mist, and he famous i "Gray Wet herf."1 of Slddai J-'jord group of boulders which seen , fmn a distance, bear a marvelous re semblance to a flock of erasing sheep, looked more astonishingly like real gray jaethers than ever. -, iiowvT. he pulled tlmaelt togther silent, protecting adoration, rushed In like whirlwind. The pretty Nonga admirers, white or red, and needed no rorm or civilization, othef than her own, " J t cat. with tiger stripes in white and yel low, who followed her everywhere and ed to It scornfully, with shapely hands raised In protest. She acknowledged er- C0.A door. Wu,n Mother Maran. who know nothing but pride of race, nea ,0 tn" Indian's happy - hunting groun - shn1 marry the'jn(r o tlia silver mines over tilers, though never on of' his diggers." ii in ir. ofunii caranec were ricn and proud.' she said to her pet In con fidence, 'I would like him, with hi treat, soft eyes and serious manner. h ranee mparts "Water under a rock;" love would make it surst Its bounds breakfast while he sleeps what do you tftltiK of that?' "Leila looked up with slanting eye. "'Who ta,ught you to look like that, you amber vixen?" Her soft voice raised sharply. "White Eerie uses his eyes that way to mimic love, with deviltry back of them that would grace a Comanche, There is a blonde creature over In the mining town who loves him; she Is JuRt u" color; when I see you crouching i mouse, your yellow eyes watching for their prey, and that unearthly mo tion of your body, I think of that blonde Rene, who watches men. I wonder If the fair women in the great world are like her? Or la she just a creature of the camp? If mother did not hate a white man so, and If his voice did not pipe a soul's deformity, and If I wera not a chief's daughter, I would go to the rising sun with him, and see what rich beauties sre like. Old black Drusie says they -have maids to comb their hair and groat double rosea the color of the pink things on the wall, and beauti ful dresses for every day. Come Thalia, I am restless; we will ro to the ,blg river and fish; perhaps a gallant, red or white, will come to carrv the flsli home for this Impoverished princess. with no-hold on the world but one bleak corner that she hates. The Indian girls tft,,f ot love a" tliev saueal around with Jnelr prospective partners, who dance llk t'c.ks' , shoi wlth them at. tar- f.et. H'e. Hie! I wonder what lor is 'lk,?.? -ome on. you laxy Lally! Your ritnAfl HOT r 1 v ' haa n srm A wm mr IV?T m.us, hav,e f 'Vwhen ' I Z, tion wren I am hi can make an exer- ifline. A "poor In- aian, eaucatea aoova her station, with poverty, charity or matrjjncmy stlead ht ' her.' "At the close of the long. Idle after noon there were cavaliers both red and white within call, if she had known. Old Maran slipped out to ee what kept Jf "f1 eanS' knee wnile he brooded, no doubt over v. - , a v t. - wouia go wiin ine wnite jtantner. "saraneo saw tier ana went softly f,wayJ, "2piT8 t0.nJd "ne-.At 'be river he met Kerie Bell. The two looked at each other, thn Bell said wlth a sneer. 'Is there no place In this k1"' w a-v. wy J ruin "-" ; you . . "Saranec was coldly polite. He mo 11 f?. Q iainng crimson leaves. . V v. want for a hunt? " "It depends on the gama.' Bell smiled Insolently as he made a caressing mo- tion with his hand. Yet he knew he had never been nearer death'a door. The v. i i . . l . i . j T law' ti tin smitr-H wt fuiin. ie hi. muscles were setting for a aprln "The Indian looked at him conte ouslv ft- temptu- ' 'You Are. finlr a Vnnth nf f h, hal. face- whn Wnw love. The old mother who hates you is iisvc a ic uiu llli'iun. WUU liaiC, IIU 1 crouched bv r tree in vnnde.r wnnri rio carry her blanket and see what your smite win gain ror you mere! "'He held my hand a minute without shaking, turned away, and that waa the last 1 saw of the best and bravest lit rtien l ever knew. "The. next day I met an angry mob searching for a track they had lost In and boldly asked to see Mr. Edward Peterson. The millionaire was awaiting him walking up and down in the garden bark of the inn. He was a lanky, hard, gray-haired man, with a stern mouth but twinkling, humorous eyes. A de-cc-nt enough old fellow at heart, but a little conceited by reason of his suc cess. It had been at his only child's sug erstion that he. three years after the lath of his wife, had taken a trip '"ne to Ihf old countrv ha had left a :."or hoy. many years before. He looked ip as Eric approached, and frowned. "Marjorie has told rr.e w-hv vou come." he snid brusquelv bv way "of greeting. Very deliberately Kric s.anned hi ruin, and without waiting for an In- ; t a t i . n sat down. l.oi,k hcr Mr 'Petersen," he said, conclliatlngly. i know It must seem i.iUkt presumptuous to vou, but I can't heln It- really J . an'i. j love Mar jorie and she loves me. And we can't help that. now. can we?" The California!! smiled, but It was the ,,nrd smile of an angry man, tickled a pa In. st his will. "You may be lacking In mnnev, but you are not lacking in cheek." he said curtly. "The question, " Krlr continued Ig noring tho ncer, "is- what are you go ing to do shout it? Are you going to forbid the matcn. or aro you coins to let love have its way?" "I am going to foibid'the match" re plied Mr. Petersen, clenching his fists ceWmlnatf-1 v. Hut why'.- Eric asked In the most Innocent surnrisf-d tone in the world. I love your daughter, and alia loves nie A", hy should you refuse us per mission to rr.arry?" "(nfound you," cried the American angrl.y, "you raniiot possibly keep her in '.he style she has been accustomed to. I can make a living. I shan't starve her. Wholesome food not vour rif h 'i' iiKestible mescs--and a li'tth- work won't hurt hr." Then the storm broke. ""Jet out." ihun.ierrd the millionaire '(ret out before y u are hurt. I n. ver l.' .ird rjcIi impudn. e in all my lf " "Why should 1 tet out." Kric asked uuk-tly. "I am your e.jual. tiiTe is tiotlnns- outrageous in mv wantine to ni.irry your daughter. "My equal are you' Dr vou know young rnan I could huv vmi up a hun dred times and never feel if Why vou conceited young Jackass L have' over a million shf-ep out there." "1 have a few of them mvself tip there, replied the young man.' waving Ms hand in the direction of the salters. Tho American glanced scornfully that way and his eyes fell on the Gray Wethers, apparently feeding on the Side of the hill. T Tooh, you have not enough to feed my hands for a day." he cried, "660 kroner would buy them." "I will take 400 for the-lot," said Eric tjuickly. "spot cash." ', The American looked at him keenly. "Why. do you want to sell them' '"JeiUaps 1 want to go to California to. make my fortune and comf-bamlc the leaves; I joined them on a motion irom their leader, turning quickly to do so. Like a great, cloud they swept over the hills In a vengeance that knew no color. ii was one oi iwu, a guiue emu, llis eyes on a man behind me. 'I felt my flesh creep as he answeredv siowiy in a disguisea voice i naa nearu I turned when I felt It safe to uu ' . T , i was clumsily dressed In miners clothei and shoes, hl face browned the color of a half-breed; yet every . time 1 1 heard .his voice strengthened my dekermina- tion to go home or to some corner of thn U ..- V. A-o hA wal.nAl n . i , . i . tnnA nn i... ,n th rr,rArr and lost th trail near Maran's hut, where we found her standing rigidly against the wall, out where she could nnt b r.. Ilia u.u 1 1 f t t 1 1 1 hmnu flffiira in 11 T . " ar?"B "?."l "Vr. walllna- chant of the Indian irtrls as thev WtLlltllK lllHlli VI I.1IVJ Jl vallrMl nrnnn Nnn trn ' ked around Nonga bier. "We were told the mother went after her daughter, but finding her fishing 'years had crushed fear from my life; nuletly. started home. after resting'amld the worst of Its dangers, Buffalo awhile by the tree. "Nonas wu found later an arrow through her breast; tracks were seen far apart, like those of a wild man run- ning for his life. The great cat, Lai la, and ask you once more for your daugh ter's hand," said Kric lightly. Now Ed Petersen was a man who never let an opportunity slip. It flashed across his mind that If this mad fellow really went to America to make his fortune he would safely be out of the way, and after a while Marjorie would forget him Rnd would probably end by making the titled marriage on which he had set his heart. "That .s the first sensible thing I have hea.ro you say," he remarked, pull ing the local paper out of his pocket and looking at the market price of sheep. He did not intend Eric to get the best of him In a bargain. He was quite prepared to buy him out, but if any one was going to score he was de termined It should be he. "Vou said 400, I will give you 350." "Done." Eric cried. "Come on, let's go and have a look at them," said the American. Hut Eric laughed. "Afraid of your bargain?" he asked. The American flushed angrily and glanced up the hillside again. The Gray Wether looked healthy enough feeding there patiently tn the mist, and he fancied himself both as a bargainer and .a man with an instinctive eye for sheep. Without a word he marched, Indoors and wrote out a check, which he handed to Kric with the remark: "If you have anything else to sell before you go let me know and I will make you an offer." Eric folded the check and put it In his pocket. "I knew somehow this in terview would end In a deal," he ob served carelessly. "What do you mean?" "Come and see." Together they climbed the hill, the older man puzzled and suspicious, the younger franklv triumphant, and at last they came to the famous Gray Wethers which Mr. Peterson had bought for 850 kroner. H looked at the stones, and first he swore and then he laughed, "Vou have got me, young man." he cried, "to think that I a man with a million shetp of my own should not know the difference between a flock of shetp and a lot of rocks. You are pretty smart, my lad. I reckon you would be a m't man about my ranch." I am sure 1 should." replied tho in corrtxible Kric. "It la not many men who have done you so thoroughly. Is It?" "You are the first, sir," said the Amer h an, proudly. "Heavens, how they will laugh at me when the story comes out." it is sure to he cabled across. Can't you see the headlines, Mr. Petersen?" Eric laughed. The millionaire laughed, too, and slapped him on the shoulder. "IjOok here, young man," he said kindly, "do you really and tsily love my Igirl?" "I lo, sir." . , "Then you had better go back and tell-,hr that her hard-hearted father, has given iu. you can have her, you rascal, aud you may bring her up here to see her noor swindled father: look ing regretfully' at his litlest purchase." He held out his hand (and Erie shook It heartily. -. (, . - - ' ' V will make It a tiargatn, sir," he (aid jokingly, 'In consideration of you- HIS FACE CARVED WITH HATE AS HE WHISPERED, "NONGA." crouched by her In a hideous fear that Btruck the Indians with superstitious . terror. "The young man with the queer voice wtm uiuercu iu inane a luuipuiu uosiuo the one In the soft loam; he planted his foot with a bravado that nearly over- snot tne inarK. otrangeiy again, as ne turned. I caueht his eve. a trleam of tX. ? ii8 V '"i. "J r" "'"v '" The Indians looked at each other, then looked off tcv the west, and I knew they suspected Saranec. To look away from them, I turned my gaze southward. Be- yond the river the mountain path 1 1 i i . i j i . i j i tano- tnr- rtn hrff in.tant t n dark spot blur the gray line; something had crossed the trail. . .. . . . . . L i . . ,5-7.1- that creen through the roots of your hair and up and down your spine. I Imagined the drenchlngs nf the last 25 Bill had picked me out for the coolest of his scouts: it had been something to remember; and here I was thinking sud- denly of home and poswQSKlftns I had never even counted, because of a glance giving me your daughter I'll keep my mouth shut about this little deal of ours and give you back your check." He handed it over as he spoke, and the millionaire looked at it long and earnestly. "I shall keep this In my desk." he said, "and whenever I am feeling rkther too pleased with myself I ehall just take it out and look at it." 'From Alx to" Ghent." They were bright girls, and although they had begun work in factories, dry goods stores, millinery shops and what not before they had finished with gram mar school, they had so thoroughly Im bibed the settlement's Ideal of plain liv ing and high thinking while attending the settlement dancing class that the next Inevitable step was to band them selves Into a club, and, 'Squally Inevit able, Into a "literary" club. It devel oped that In the galaxy of the Shakes peare, Kipling, Dante, etc, clubs George Eliot had so far been neglected by the respective committees on determining names, bo the George Eliot Literary so ciety it became. The Barnard college girl who tinder took to be the guide, counselor and friend to this lively group tucked "Silas Mnrner" under her arm and prepared to take charge. , , All went well for two or three weeks, and then the Barnard college girl's fam ily decided to travel abroad, and shs must needs transfer her literary re sponsibilities to other shoulders. She talked the matter over with her professor- in literature, and that good man, becoming fired with a desire to get In closer touch with a phase of life that was claiming the work of larger num bers of his pupils each year, volunteered to expound George Eliot to her admir ing namesakes. When the Barnard girl returned from her travels in the early summer the professor had departed for his holiday trip, and she betook herself to the set tlement to learn how her club fared. She found enthusiasm at fever heat. "Oh, but he was Just grand! We didn't care much for George Eliot, you know, so we took up Browning," an nounced the club's president, with open pclde. . . The Barnard girl was somewhat taken aback, but inquired encouragingly: "Mr. or Mrs. Browning?"' . "I dunno, but it was great! My! It was Just' lovely!" enthused the presi dent. "Well," asked the unenlightened lead er, "'what poems did you studyT" The president pondered deeply,, and .fter much mental effort said: "Oh, dear!' I can't Just exactly remem ber, but if was about a feller you know the ons that brought -the news about the. fight" ' . Toys of Glass. So far have we gone In tho hygiene far ha of the nurserythat we will now present children wltli toys of glass Instead of painted wood. The glass is so think that It Is barely jmssible-that a' child could break it. They are Invented to keep a child from sucking the paint off wooden toys, but they, ere nut expen sive. , from an evil eye. Wliat black niagnet- ism flashed from such a nature to mine' Burlv one of the miners said there was one universal fear the flrj of tne future- said it came to him ua ghosts come in the middle of tho night; the e-hnst sin and the ehoats of the) things we have failed to do.' Yet I nav this half-devil carried with him .u i. v. time. I had Telt It before he spoke, ,,T . . . ,. . . tne boys of another mine that neeoed me and left BulphurGup to its net tragedy. Burley said the gap was named in degrees; thafc without calling It tn Till! vnu WAm rpmlnilnil of i t A nil yet. he added, looking round as if we wero waned in, tne gorges are so aeep Uod s frown cannot reach the bottom, yet fools will venture there for gold. " At I . Mila .l.nn.f.il .,nHt.vA T tstaftaA .,rh"'rZS"Zl 'tZlJL"' . ,,y nrt .too- Rantee I walked awlftlv peering on either side of the road, like a man fleeing from the law. After two days I hoped that Eerie Bell and the dead Nonga were left behind me. I stopped ami made afire. In the curling smoke T saw. her huddled by the tree, the cruel arrow, the cat In a yellow haze, and Kerle Bell fleeing in his first fear. I had seen them outlined against the sky as I climbed the hills; they had PEACE FOR THE NERVES; OR THE WAR ON NOISE Continued From tne First Page of This Section help make New York a magical city of silence. The ordinance would forbid: "Any railroad, street railroad, ele vated train or corporation from running 1 cars with flat wheels, loose trucks, chains or bars: from neglecting to fix any loose fixtures which would cause innecessary noise, and from operating rails, tracks, switches, frogs or cross ings in a broken or sagged condition: a violation of this ordinance to be pun ishable by a fine not in excess of $500 for every separate offense. "Persons operating through the streets of the city . any automobile, wagon or other vehicle giving (orth un usually loud and unnecessary noises: the using of vehicles with loose rleces of mechanism, loose boards and unoiled axles and wheels. "The transportation of rails, pillars and columns of lnon along streets with out pillows of cloth beneath them, with a penalty for each offense of disturb ance at 26." Junk dealers, hucksters and other dis mal disturbers of the peace would be summarily dealt with according- to this proposed amendment: "No persons shall beat or play upon any musical instrument -unless licensed 'up to do, nor shall any person utter any cry, make any noise or operate or 'cause to be operated any musical -Instrument, graphophone, bell, gong, horn, ca Hope, Tick-tack device or other machine or in strument for ths production of sound or make any noise whatever for the pur pose of attracting the attention of pe destrians or residents In any street or public place of the city, to any show, performance or other form of amuse ment or for the purpose of calling at tention to wares or merchandise, or sig nifying a wish - to' burchase junk or other waste material, or to give no tice of the approach of any cart, wagon or other vehicle. In order to sell mer candlse therefrom or to advertise any article ot merchandise, show or per formance, nor shall any person blow any horn or ring any bell on any wagon or automobile, motorcycle or other ve hicle except at the Intcrsectfon of streets or to warn wagons or pedes trians." A violation of this ordinance would be punishable by a fine not exceeding $25 and a term of Imprisonment not ex ceeding 80 -days. Much discussion there has been In New York, of course, concerning the proposed -ordinances. Alderman Marx declared he also Intended asking for the appointment of an "anti-noise squad of inspectors," to patrol the city and re port noise violations to the corporation council. s Supporting ; his ordinances were Health Commissioner Darlington, the Anti-N6Ise society and thousands of people who wroto to the society from all parts of the city, ' Going from one public school to an other Mrs. : Rice carried her crusade among the children, addressing 'Eo.OOft and enrolling 20,000 In her society.! This . child's brigade was formed With the in- ' te'ntion of having children Instructed, concerning " the ' evlla of noise. ' Kach child wears a button br badge, and ha" pledged itself not. to play wlthla re . hovered In tho valleya as I leeendd." . . "I said to myself severely: Old man, - you had beter take your nerves to a Missouri farm.' Then I sat down by a tree and slept fitfully, i I dreamed of home, a cheerful fire with a red cush ; ionud chair before It. i 8antee had crouched against me. I felt him shud der and start up; there was no sound save a sleepy twitter of birds, roused at the firelight. Then aa Santee's shudder deepened to a growl, a soft voice at my head asked 'la the white man afraid. of the echoes? The rocka over there are covered with legend ' the palefco may read If hejlves after the night!" ' "A tall Indian sat down by the tire. It waa Saranec. ' "Van you tell me the charm of the plaee or the deviltry," I asked of htm, 'my dog understands wha I cannot. " 'The dog'a sense Is better thart man's," he said coolly. But I have not eaten for four days." "He pointed at a rabbit's leg I ha pinned to a tret for my breakfast.. I nodded; he took It down and began ; to eat. '"You trust me?" he Inquired alowly. " 'It seems 'that I hare to,' I replied cautiously. . . " 'It la a' white man's answer! But you are only a digger In the ground!" he added In fine scorn. Then motioning me to lean against the tree, added, Sleep! I will guard you till day, ar you may not see another day. Tomor row 1 will tell you!" "As he stooped to cover the blae. I -siw the change the last days had made on his strong face, I had felt drowsier many times, but I never moved till I did sleep. He was there, a grim sentinel. . when the day broke. "No breakfast," he paid, pointing across a wide valley, 'one shot .would bring a score of Apaches. They passed so close to me I heard then talk. They swore to kill the white men who pick the way for the big, smoking horse. Then you came. I watched to see that you made no noise! I go with you! I have nothing behind me. nothing before but one hour's work when the time comes! I can guide you through the hills to a mine no White man has ever seen. The Chey enne think I am a traitor! I owe them nothing!" "Fhjr two weeks I followed my brood ing guide southwest; his step was true and hl eye sharp as an eagle's. When the rains set In, we stretched a bear skin itaranoc had tanned over our tepee. . tine night h began abruptly to tell his story, and his voice seemed a part of tho winds that whistled around us. " My father was a long-knife (with a gesture of pride). When Nonga was sent to school she sent me books. I read to find the charm they held for her; they called me "Sleeping Water." 8he came hom when her father was killed. His niot'iTr was a half breed. Maran hated her. 8o the threewomen lived together. But Nonga ran away to the woods, when tired. She sang liko the birds, and bubbled along like the laugh ' lug water. Her life made her the phoebe-blrd, that sang best in darkest r laces. When the White Panther came, watched htm, with his supple- wrists and faithless eye. Nonga flirted for fun. She learned It at college. It in not for an Indian girl to lower herself so. I trusted her but I watched him. If Bhe walked with him, I waa iot far off. She called me her shadow,, "a frent blak shadow" but I loved her. knew the tongue of the palefaces teacher a woman to say too much! I s w him .. gliding through the forest that day; Maran was watching, too. It was trouble to dodge the three of them. I met the Panther face to face I thought Nonga had gone home. She found the shawl by the tree, and wrapped her laughing eye In It. Tho Panlher thought to get the mother out of his path. He had no conscience, no Ood. When his deed had sent him nylng through the woods I found tier. I was a wild mnn, crazed with grief nd re morae! Everywhere I could see a tall mountain above the hills; I had seen the storms on Its peaks, great arms that hurled the snows to earth. At its foot a brook gushed over a rocky table with green vines about it. I had seated Nonga here, her slim feet on its mountain washed step; I paused before it that day; therewere red drops like blood on the vlps and a gray figure In the curling mst on the ledge. Then I fled. I knew Eerie Bell would say I murdered her to save himself. I was not afraid of death, only I could not search the Spiritland for Nonga, If I suffered dis grace. I scared great fowls from their roosts as I plunged along, and the deer went dashing before me in fear. Day and night were the same till I dropped by tho trail. The brown leaves had drifted over me when the Apaches passed. Then you came.'. After a pause, he a'lded: 'You see the blue flow ers by our tent? Tiny funnels hung to look up. They look always to where Nonga Is. Always learn from nature. The Spanish bayonets Rrow thick on the hills; their tough leaves stand the storms, and they r firmly rooted among Oie rocks. They teach patience, stricted places and to aid In the sup pression of unnecessary noises, especl filly on th" Fourth of, July. Not long ago 60,000 colored signs were distributed throughout New York by the society. These signs are printed on cardboard. In colors of green, blue, purple and pink preen cards for junk dealers, blue for hucksters of vegeta bles and pink and purple for sellers of frul f. The plan Is to have the cards hung outside houses to signal for the ser vices of the Junkdealer or huckster. At apartment houses they can be marked to indicate apartments, and dealers, seeing the signs, instead of screaming in order to call people"s at tention to their presence, can simply go to the house and open negotiations. The plan has the Indorsement of Dr. Darl ington, the commissioner of health. But such a movement, which must have such far reaching results, could not be expected to confine itself to New York. Chicago undertook to stop unneces sary noises. Organ men were forbidden to play within 600 feet of a school, church, library or hospital. Alderman Bowler proposed that the blowing of whistles, ringing of bells and making of noises to attract trade be prohibited. The owner of a 6-cent "palace of amuse ment" was arested: the noise making machine was ordered muzzled. in Cleveland, Health Officer Frled erlch" proposed an ordinance which would forbid piano playing before 10 o'clock In the morning. Kansas City followed with an ordinance to prohibit noise. In St. Paul the use of automo bile horns In the streets between the hours of 8 p. m.- and 6 a. m. was for--bidden.- In New Bedford, Mass, some of ths largest mills suspended the blowlnc of whistles. In Altoona, Pa.. Mavor Hoyer issued an order prohibiting the use of phonographs for advertising pur- posep. The chief of police of Harris burg, Pa., limited the ringing of the bells of venders and Ice cream ped dlers to certain hours, forbade the play ing of strange bands within the city and stopped entirely the- playing of phonographs advertising .moving pic ture shows. In Washington, P. C special squads of bicycle policemen were assigned to go after the makers of noise and bring them to Justice: garbage collectors were ordered to place materials in - theii1 re ceptacles to deaden the sounds, while the rattling of milk cans and bells in the early, morning was interdicted. The campaign1 against, noise was taken up in many other cities, among " them Detroit, Ailch. ; Reading, Pa. ; Bar Harbor, Maine; Norfolk, Va. ; Oklahoma City, Waco, Texas; Montclair and New ark, N. J. - - But the movement has neJt been lim ited to this country. In Germany Dr. Theodore Jessing headed a similar cru sade. The Society for the Improvement of London made the suppression of noise a feature of its work, and a cam- palgn has Jisf "been waged against the drivers of motor buss. -- 8lr- Theodora Martin and Thomas Bowden Green art that brings reward out in the wild lands.' , "Afte a while be -aid, quickly. Tell me about the white man. If Kerle Bell lives pact this (touching his knife lightly) could ha ever hold a sauaw his own? Would the kiss of his child hurt him to remember?" ' " . "One, day, when near the head of Grand river, we say a hut across a val ley; I proposed to try Its hospitality, but the Indian said: "'No. Bnraneo will stay. The rain Is better - than white man's , houses. My 'friend should watch, though." "J left him roy un and tarted for the opposite hill. I found a log shanty with low, aecond tory( was surprised , to see & woman's dress vanish through the door a I went In. A viclou old man asked many questions, then gave his consent for me to aleep 'upstairs. When my host went downstalra, 1 locked the door, opened the board window, left the lamp burning (a twisted rag, soaked In grease) and turned solemnly to look at a bed. . Rude oaken posta supported a framework, like I had seen on my grandmother's bed for ourtains. I was oon lust In the luxury of bed and pil lows, but wakened suddenly at midnight -certain of a human presence In the room. I opened my eyes and saw a shadow move on the wall. : My robber was on the stout cover of the bed. I yawned vigorously (to'stay the exe cution) got up, trimmed the lampwick, went to the window and held out my hand in the rain. I thought or Baranec, gave a clear whistle our danger signal then went back to bed, deciding, not - to precipitate matters b getting my pistols from my punts. It must be nearly day perhaps I could get out. There was a sudden leap from the bed top to my pants, the pistols were jerked out, then my jpocketbook. A3 the lightning strikes I was on him: I knew It was life or death, and not rob bery. I was much the larger, but he was agUe as a rat, as slippery as an eel. While I held his arms in iron gripvie' fired one of the pistols, the ball grteing my hair. While I knocked the other from his hand. He wriggled from under me as a- snake turns, and then clutched my throat. I gave him a blow I thought would kill Elm; not a muscle moved In the slim hand that held my neck like a vice; I felt the veins swelling above It felt my eye.s burning, and began to feel what death was llke at the hands of a wild cat. Then there was a swoop like a great bird flouncing in the window; an arm shot out and my poor robber was flung across the room. lay still, the blood throbbing back to my arms only half conscious of the struggle in the room and a mad pounding at the door with no one to open. "Through the drlsxllnr rain the light was treeplng In the little window. Then I knew what Saranec knew from the start. It was Kerie Bell, his clutch on Saranec's throat. 1 picked up 4 pistol and waited for the whirling fury to calm. "It flashed over me that Eerie Bell was descended from Caledonian ances tors whose savage nature and fiery eyes no other blood could tame, though his size had been dwarfed through the cen turies. Their cruelty was ending with -the last of the line. With the nrangn fancy. Saranec's : nife gleamed and felL His face curved with liate as he whip pered 'Nonga' into the glittering, dying eyes. J turned away from the sight, to the window. "All this time the old man pounded furiously at the door. I beard him go away as Saranec reached my side. " 'Our chances are small If ho comes ba k with an ax.' I said to hitn. Sartnee climbed nimbly down the logs and waited while I went down, handover-hand. We heard the door crash, but the bullets that followed were spen. on the sage brush. "Miles away, Buranen stopped. 'Wn will rest, but It Is not safe. That la the worst den In the mountains. I thoueht we were 60' miles from it." " There was a woman there, Saranec" " "A woman's dress on Kerie Bell. He lures travelers so, and killed them for a bottle of rum. He come ahead of us. I never cuspected, till 1 heard your whistle." "Two days we traveled swiftly; then 6aranec told me of the mine. " 'I will go back now," he said simply. " 'Surely not 'iome!' I cried. "They are hunting you with dogs." " There Is no disgrace now. between me and Nonga. Will tell I killed her slaver. I carry the proof." I started back as he held a scalp of yellow hair proudly. 'I did not seek him thus. I had to save you. The Great Father sent me. There are two old women to - , H-n ' M nun !... f for them and live In the woods. You are welcome io iri mini". i mi "ni'H" eat the soul like fire. The gold of the palefaces and the rum of the Indian.' " An EvorlasUnR Trait. From the Chicago Record-Herald. Woman may some time win the Tight to vote, hut she will never cease to hide things under the bedtick. doing active work in abating the noise nuisance. In the small hamlets of Hwltxerland the Inhabitants are seeking to still noises; in Rotterdam they were organising a society. That noise Js responsible for thou sands of nervous breakdowns Is eni- Rhaticallv attested by many physicians, othing is so harmful to a person in an exhausted nervous condition as noise. A story is told of a man who left New York because of the tumult of the city. While on his way to London in a steamship he nearly lost his mind because of the clatter. In London he) Improved, but when lie got to Paris the dreadful noises of that city brought on a relapse; he became 111 In Berlin, but at Weimar believed he had come to a paradise. All was still. The trees scarcely stirred. The birds sang in a subdued tone. One day a rooster crowed. He shot it. Life flowed peacefully on fo 10 days, when an uncontrollable de sire took hold of him. With grip and luggage he started for New York. Loneliness haunted him. Arriving In Manhattan, he got apart ments in a hotel in th noisiest district along Broadway and gat at the window exulting in the tumult. Possibly mankind, like the New York er, should grow weary of too long si lence. But so long as we lose our tem per and nervous force because of ths unnecessary and continuous Inferno of sound, tho efforts of the opponents of clatter and din will be watched with deep Interest. Mirandy Knew. Mrs. Qayblrd burst Into the vlllags poatoffice all out of breath. "Anything for me?" she asked In anx ious tone. The postmaster shook his head. "Narthln'," he replied "Goodness gracious!" exclaimed Mrs. Gayblrd. "I was expecting a letter from my husband as to, when he was com ing home." T'Wall, 1 11 ask Mirandy." said the old man. And he called to his wife in tho kitchen. "Say, Mrs. Gaybird's called to know If there's any mall sex she's lookln' fer a letter or somethin' from her husband as ter when he's comin' back. Is there anythln" fer her?" "Yes, there is," called Lack, the post mistress. "He sex he'll be to home this Com In' Friday." Cleaning Gold Grald. This is ft season tof gold braid and brass buttons. They are expensive-to buy,' and many women may want to use gold braid they have if it were only a trifle cleaner. ; . v v They may not know that It may be thoroughly refreshened by powdered bluing mixed with dry bread crumbs. This . should be sifted over the braid and then rubbed with , flannel. After! brushing off the rrumbs,- It should be) polished with "red velvet. This process also serves for cleaning (old laea. A ' 1 -
