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Page 6 THE GOLD HIIX NEWS. THURSDAY, MAY 12. 1932 tility between the company servants would prevent Stuart's seeing her. “Let me see.“ she was saying, “I'm to be hers six, seven weeks mors, llow am I to endure that I ’aradla all that tim er* “You might get your father to send him to Fort Hope,“ he suggested. "That's a good Ideal I'll do It." Then her black brows drew together as she added suggestively: “But you O o pyrtiht by P»ttn Pub. OK iW N U S w t I c «) know, Mr Jeem Stuart, I'm going to be lonely for some one to talk to.” "So aiu I. Mias Aurore Ixdllond.” “ Well, the answer Is obvious We'll talk to each other.” He shook hls head. “I can't come to “Blackeulng Is mild to what he's exploring Its by-ways, testing what S Y N O P S IS your father's place, There'd be war. told me about the factor at Sunset ever of Interest It had to give. You'll have to swamp again In the From his fur post. Sunset House, in House. You came from God's lake, “Little as ibis country can offer to lake," he suggested with a grin. didn't you? Well, It seems you left a the Canadian north. Jim Stuart, trader a young woman curious of life," ha ob "What? Walt that long? The wind In charge, sights an overturned canoe very dark and mysterious past up served, “It managed to provide you in the lake. W ith his headman, Omar, there, Mr. Stuart, according to Paul.” with one flrat-claaa thrill this after might not blow for days” Omar’s dark face, following a rail he rescues the drifter, who proves to "Oh. very! I'm really a terrible noon," outside, appeared at the door. be Aurora LeBlond. daughter of his man. Miss LeBlond. Hadn't we better "Two!" she corrected, her eyes sud rival in the fur business. Made com have Sarah In here aa chaperone?” “I*ey build Are wen dey see my lan denly grave with sincerity. " I was fortable at the poet, Aurora proves to tern. 1 t'lnk a boat follow de shore, She laughed as she shook her head. both drowned today— and saved I” be a charming companion. now.” "From what I’ve seen of Sarah, I'd “You mean you were saved from “Let’s go and see,” the girl sug wager she's on guard now, waiting to drowning." C H A P T E R I— Continued gested. rescue you from the woman with the She leaned toward him. — 1— With the wash of the surf on the glbodlegwasons. No, Paul Paradis "No, I learned what It Is to despair boulders of the shore and the drive Stuart scowled with Impatience. didn't impress me, He made you too —and I learned what It means to have of the wind through the neighboring “Are you never serious. Miss Aurora black. Father la quite different. He life given back to me." The eyes of forest In their ears, they stood on the LeBlond? You may Ignore the facts Intends to beat you but he's sorry for once or twice a week will avoid all H E S E are not patent medicine but he won't You French are careful you—sent here by your people on a the girl misted. In the Intensity of hearh, peering Into the black nlghL this. I t contains fresh luxatnc herb children. T h e ir appetite needa her feeling her lower lip trembled. —of appearances. I f 1 thought I could forlorn hope." Shortly, a light blinked through the no coaxing. T h e ir tongues are never activs senna, and pure pepsin, an “You did that—gave me back my life I murk, get yon safely over there tonight we'd does a world of good to auy system coated, cheeks never pule. And their Stuart's features hardened. Forlorn I did not thank you—made light of IL start now.“ — young or old. Y o u ran always get “ It's a lantern— In a canoe,” ex bowels move just like clockwork, hope, was It? LeBlond was a bit pre But I do thank you now!” this line prescriptionul preparation The blood drove Into her olive skin. plained Stuart. 'They're coming for because they have never been given vious. at any drugstore. Just ask them for a habit-form ing laxative. “It's you who seem careful of ap Ilia face flushed; hls gray eyes you.” “Tills Paradis—did he tell you any D r . Caldw ell’s syrup pepsin. shifted uneasily under the poignancy pearances. You— you are bored with lie felt her hand on hie arm— felt Yo u can have children like this— thing of his own past?" of her dark gaze. your guest. Monsieur Stuart. Let us and be as healthy yourself if j m her wind-bine n Imlr on hla face a t he G et some syrup (tepain today. and “Oh, trust Paul for that! Most ro follow (he advice of a famous fam ily go, then!” She rose stiffly, her face mantic and mysterious— If one were to “It was easy enough—nothing." he bent to hear what she said. Hls blood ruteci y o u r fam ily from those physician. Stimulate the rila l oroant. stirred at her touch. flaming with outraged vanity. ilioua days, frequent sick spells believe him. Why, what do you know avoided. "We were lucky to see you— The strongest o f them need help at and colds. Keep a bottle In the But he Ignored the challenge, that's a l l ” "When will they get here?” she about him?" times. I f T hey don't get it. they medicine cheat instead of cathartic« boat wouldn't live out there now.” called through her cupped hands She shook her head. "I saw how grow sluggish. D r. Caldwell's syrup An enigmatic smile was Stuart's th a t so often bring on ebronio “Then I shall go by shore.” "Soon, now.” pepsin is a mild, safe stim ulant. you had to fight to reach me." Then constipation. D r. Caldwell's syrup W ith hands on hips he smiled In reply- “Let's go hark and talk until they with a shrug she shed her gravity aa “You do know something, eh? Well, pepsin can always lie employed W hen u youngster doesn’t do well dulgently at the Indignant girl who come!*' lo give clogged bowels a thorough a t school, it muy lie the liver that's I ’m sure father does, too; but the mau one sheds a eoat. "Now tell me about confronted him. “Do you realize how cleansing, w ith none of th a t painful So the two returned te the h«uso lazy. O lten the bowels bold enough yourself. Mr. Jeem Stuart." far It Is through the bush? It's a good gripmjj. feeling after» poisonous waste to dull the scnsrsl while the sullen Omar waited on the i t or isn’t burning expensive. But Stuart did not dwell long on twgnty miles, and It'll be dark in an A spoonful of delicious syrup pepsin beach. hla early life In Hudson's Bay posts hour. Have you ever traveled In the "You know that little Island— I think with the father who had died at God's T b ie b I I O v e r l a G o od S te a d ie s bush at night T* Il’s the one furthest to the enst— with lake. Avoiding the girl's live Interest Always laugh when you ran; It Is “ flow do you stack up with the Ignoring the question she contemp- all the rucks and boulders on the In hls three years with the Canadian cheap medicine. Merriment la a phi io»«?" plated Marthe's beaded moccasins at Expeditionary Forces, he talked of the shore?” she asked. "Well, he only cut my sulary twice losophy not well understood. It la she curled and uncurled her toes In “ Yes" coming of the Hudson's Bay company the auuny aide of existence. hla year,” • their capacious Interiors. Then her “You rememlier that split rock which to the Lake of the Sand Beaches, and black eyes lifted to the man who stands partly In the water? Well, If the building of Sunset House. watched her. Ill at ease, as her face “I t sounds rather like a forlorn hope, you were to look behind that rock, lit In an amused smile. "Have you some day, you might And a note from doesn't It? I heard that yonr father really been so bored. Mr. Stuart?" a very much bored person—that Is if thought It a great Joke—said I knew He laughed In relief at her change you cared to go there and look." what I was doing when I named IL It of mood. "Is It likely that a man Stuart thrilled at the thought of wouldn't last any longer than the set W hsn you lose your appetite—not only marooned up here in the bush would what her words Implied. She wanted fur loud . . . but for wutk and play— don't ting sun." be bored with Miss Aurore LeBlond?” to see him again— wanted to talk te m cirly go on worrying. Do tom eikiof “I don't think father knows you— “That's rather half-hearted. Isn't it? about It I him. Then the hopelessness of the very well,” she said with conviction. Can't you do better?” One o( the most famous tonics for weak Their talk was checked by a knock situation—the sheer recklessness of e n . , "aerate." and "run down condition." “Yes, I can do better," he teased, attempting to meet the daughter of on the outside door. Is Fellows' Syrup. I t slimulaies appetite. “but I don't think It's good for you.” LeBlond secretly—forced Itself upon “What Is It. Omar?" demanded the L ilts the entire bodily tone to higher level« “You think I'm vain?" him. of vigor and energy. The first few dose« trader, with some Irritation, for hls “I know you are." "Yon mean you would (Middle there w ill prove that "Fellows" is the medicine evening with the daughter of hls rival She nodded as she moved about the —some day—alone?" Stuart asked, foe "building up." T h a t la why so many was proving most agreeable. room. “That’s true. I am. Father's doctors prescribe it. Ask your druggist tug wondering what manner of girl tills “Come outside; I show you some- made a fool of me— ” grasiss wss who so lightly put her trust In a t'lng.” They turned at a knock on the out- stranger. Leaving hla guest. Stuart went out aide door of the house. “Perhaps I should so far forget my They Turned at a Knock on the Into the wind with the half-breed. “Come In !" called Stuart. self," she replied archly, “If I found Outside Door of the House. “Look I” And Omar pointed through Omar’s broad face thrust through an answer to my note.” the murk up the lake shore. M o re C o m fo rta b le Q u ite P ossible the doorway of the living room. “Try me I" ho urged, reckless of the On a point, far up the shore, like Food-Crank — Did you ever try "Haven't I aeen you somewhere “You spik wid me?” he asked of Is a wonder with the Indiana. That outcome In hls desire to see ngnln this fireflies In the dusk, a light flashed— sleeping on a heavy meal? 8tuart, with a sidelong glance at the excuses a lo t” girl so vividly alive, so bafTUng to bla ome time?" “When did you leave WinnipegT' then another. Optimist—No, I always use a bed. girl. “Quit* likely. I've been them " curiosity. “Dey hunt for her,” added the half- Stuart changed the subject Nodding, Stuart turned to the girl Her dark eyes flashed the chal “In June. It took me three weeks breed, significantly. with, “You’ll excuse me?" and left the lenge; “You will be bored, loo?" “Yea; we must let them know she's to get here, but It was wonderful— room. “llow can 1 help being bored—after here.” agreed Stuart. “Take a lan that trip." "What you do wid her?" demanded today?" tern and see If you can signal them.” “You like It—the wildernessT* the half-breed, as the two walked to S hould be kept in every “You're Improving." A red lip Returning to hla quarters, Stuart curled In satisfaction. "A little more T love IL O f course I ’d tire of It the rear of the building. household for the daily use announced: “They've crossed the lake training and you'll be—” “What can we do, Omar? She's got after a while.” uti cura of all the family; the Soap to search the north shore for you. We , t •« ’ • • « T “You go back In the autumn?" to stay until the wind drops.” The yelping of dogs and the sound to protect the skin aa w r l l aa can see their light's." Lifting her chin she slowly exhaled of voices outside, above the bent of “You don't know Louis LeBion',” cleanse it, the O in tm e n t “Poor dad! He must be frantic,” wind, stopped her. muttered Boisvert, ominously. “Eef a cloud of smoke, her half-shut eyes to relieve anil heal dialings, she stay here dis night It mean troob)' on the spruce poles of the celling; she said soberly; then her lip curled In “Here they are! He's coming—dear tilted head haring the round throat in a faint smile. “It's early, yet. Too old dad I” for you and me,” rashes, irritations and cuts. Its loose flannel collar caught by its bad to spoil our nice talk. Isn't It?" Stuart stepped to the door to meet “All right, let it come, then!” angrily Snap 25c. Ointment 25c and 90c. "It Is.” he agreed, “but think of scarf of crimson silk. the man who had. the winter before, answered the trader. “A little more Proprietora: P o tte r I >rug A C hem ical your poor father.” “Yes,” she answered, after a space, C o rp ., M a ld e n , M a««. down on the railroad at Wablgoon, won't hurt us. We can't get her home "my father seems bound to marry me “Oh. I do. I love him, you know. T r y C u tU m ra S ha v in g C ream . boasted openly that two years would tonight In that seventeen-foot peter- off In Winnipeg, you know. And He's all I ’ve got.” see the end of Sunset House. boro, and we can't put her out In the Paradis worries him, with bis moon "Well. It’ll be gome time before “ Aurore. my girl? She Is here?" bush, can we? She's got to stay here. B a r r in g th e M e a t P A R K E R ’S ing around ever since I came. Imag Omar attracts their attention. All my The agitated LeBlond. delirious with I f he wants to make trouble— let It Jones- Look here, you H A IR B A L S A M ine," she laughed, “that monkey, Paul men are up the lake with the freight Joy at the news given him at the shore come!" rick «n me yesterday. Paradis!” canoes and my small peterboro would lm p .it* Col, r *nd by Omar, pushed past the mun who Stuart left the half-breed and en Grover—How's that? I n * * u t r to G r. > *O'I F.d.<t l l . i r fill tonighL Your father must have opened the door. “Aurore, my child I "He’s quite beautiful," objected J (H W .I 11 A *1 l>ra**l*u tered the bouse. “Miss LeBlond," he Stuart. “I met him at Medicine Stone crossed In a big boaL There’s noth Jones—You sold me wormy lettuce Ma cherle!” said, “there's no trail alongshore, and take, last November." srhen you know I'm a strict vege S H A M P O O — I .lend for um In ing to do but wait for him.” "Dad! Mon panvre pere! Good flnnn«M*tion with Parker'« lla lr Hakuun Makm tha there's a swamp at the outlet where tarlan. "Then I can have another cigarette old dad!” Without turning her tilted head, she hair aoft ami fluffy. 60 canta by mall or at drua- you'd be eaten alive by mosquitoes. flashed at him a sidelong look from and we can talk- until they come.” i;.atR. H isoox Cham leal Work«, I ’aUhorua, N .Y. As the trader took hls danghter In To start with our small canoe means under her long lashes. “He seems to Was she strangely callous, he won hls arms. In a swift glance Jim Stuart's filling, In a mile or two!” hate you; what have you done to dered. or totally without nerves, that curious eyes measured the rival he She studied him with sober face; h lm r she could calmly curl herself In a had never seen. LeBlond was little then, thick brows knotted in a mock chair and smoke while her desperate “Nothing, absolutely nothing," pro taller than the girl, but the set of the frown, she demanded: “You're not tested Stuart, “except to knock him father and hls men bunted a rocky Iron-gray head on the square shoulders trying to deceive a defenseless woman, down when he tried to hog the tralL” shore, white with surf, for her canoe _the bold nose and chin of the dark whom fate has thrown into your hands? The girl straightened In her chair, and drowned body? Most women profile suggested the force and daring Oh, sir, somewhere in your black heart would have paced the clearing outside which hls reputation had given him. her vivid face alight with Interest. there must linger a trace of pity, of “What? You dared do that—to the In a frenzy of excitement. In all like Closing the door behind him, Stuart honor. Spare my tender youth!" lihood this vivid creature, who for a remained ou'slde with the two men great Pau) Paradis?” she demanded. few hours had shared the hospitality With a muttered exclamation of Irri who had followed LeBlond to the “There was no trouble,” drawled tation, he turned to the window and house. In the blackness the Hudson's Stuart. “It was nothing. He stayed of Sunset House, would never again gazed out where the running seas down. What did he tell you. Miss cross hls path. In the autumn she Bay man could not see the faces of the would return to the world outside, blurred shapes beside him. Then the grayed In the fading tw ilight Aurore?” and. In the meantime. In aplte of l,e- “Well, anyway, whether you're a “He told me you had had trouble on Blond'a gratitude, the rivalry between door opened and LeBlond called them Vacation where cool ocean villain or not,” she continued, " I don't r a trail—that he had been compelled to the trading posts and the open hos Inside. breezes make you forget it’s Intend to swamp In that lake In the CTO BB CONTINUBD.1 choke you.” mid'summer. Enjoy an airy dark and get wet again. Oh-h-h 1 It i you “I f you ask Black Jules Renault, oooo<xxxxxxx>oooo<><xxxx>cooooo<>ocoooo was cold! It makes me shiver to think comfortable room at The welcome at this beautifully your father’s head voyageur, he might of It. And besides," her eyes flashed Plaza . . . and the unlimited tell you that Paradis has a poor mem equipped downtown hoteL with humor, “suppose my what-yOu- diversions o f San Francisca ory.” eall-'ems, my gibo-dleg-wason, shrank? Rot**.- «2.60-»3.60 “Oh, when I saw you, today, 1 know IZ a I2 .M H inols — SZ.M e IS.00 Dovst.a What should I do?" So conscientious was Doctor Dodg- Any such letter offered on the open It. Paradis choke— you!" Her dark D a il y R a t c s t l t o I4.M E sncst r. P stfsson Oewr “They knew you took a canoe?” market would bring enough to make a son (Lewis Carroll) afiout Ills books eyes lingered significantly on the wide W r it * f t V o c a ttm Rate* “Yes, but they may think I landed good stab at shooing the wolf from the shoulders, the corded column of hls giving full value In good workman on an Island and couldn't get back. neck, the evident power In the brown R at M a x w s l l , K os . ship for the money paid for them door.—Detroit News. By the way, do you happen to have hand which held hls pipe. “But why that, when the printings of the draw o CARV* r i a v . AT* A T . M ASON AHON O such a thing as a cigarette? Mine waste time on other people when we T r s n ila t io n C a lle d F o r ings In the first editions of “Alice In M O T K U were water soaked.” are so Interesting, ourselves?" Wonderland” proved defective he sat A little while ago we printed soms "Yes, such as they are. But you'll CO M FÛP./ down and wrote purchasers (getting Her frankness was exhilarating. lines showing the queer words ont ^ÀM OU5 find them pretty poor." He went to Imagine Mary Christie, he thought, so the nnmes from a list supplied by hls comet across while "fossicking round his bedroom and returned with a far forgetting her sense of the proprie F O S T I T M I T A T STOCKTON publishers) hls personal apologies. In the dictionary.” Apropos, a lady Is package. ties! Mary Christie, with whom Rtuart These letters further said that he had Florida tends us the following brief “Now," she said, when he had given through the evening had been con made arrangements for the exchange exercise In unusual English. Homs her a light and filled his pipe, “tell me trasting this raven-haired daughter of of perfect copies for these first defec of our readers may enjoy translating about yourself." hls rival. He could see Mary's blond tive Issues. It Into the vernacular: “There's not much to Interest a lady eyebrows lift In scorn of the sheared Those who sent In the badly print “He absterged hla glasses with aa from Winnipeg.” hair and the whipcord Jeans; of ed first editions got nice new copies Insouciant air amid the apopemptlce Have yon anything around the house you would like to "Try me. You came here three years Aurore LeBlond's unembarrassed ac In which the Ink wss properly spread of hls fellows, and was enough of • years ago to start a post for the Hud ceptance of the situation which made over the Sir John Tennlel Illustrations. trade or sell? T ry a classified ad. The cost is only a sciolist, now that he wns manumltteA son's Bay company. I know that much. her hls guest; of her complete candor. But they made bad bargains. to enjoy It as he would the sapidity Father was hers first, for his North- few cents and there are probably« lot o f folks looking “Lead on. Miss Aurore," of a ripe peach.”—Boston Transcript It was for two of these "defectives," West Trading company, and, naturally, So she led on while he listened; for just whatever it is you no longer have use for. and the handwritten manuscript by didn’t like IL I've heard so many ter amused, startled, now charmed, now P la n t " F e e d s ” an In sects Lewis Carroll, that Eldridge R. 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