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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.
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.
be a charming companion.
"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
C H A P T E R I— Continued
rescue you from the woman with the
She leaned toward him.
With the wash of the surf on the
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
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
— 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
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
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
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.”
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
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
w ith none of th a t painful
lazy. O lten the bowels bold enough
yourself. Mr. Jeem Stuart."
far It Is through the bush? It's a good
poisonous waste to dull the scnsrsl
while the sullen Omar waited on the
i t or
twgnty miles, and It'll be dark in an
A spoonful of delicious syrup pepsin
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
Always laugh when you ran; It Is
“ flow do you stack up with the
Ignoring the question she contemp-
In hls three years with the Canadian
cheap medicine. Merriment la a phi
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
coming of the Hudson's Bay company
the auuny aide of existence.
• 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
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
It? I heard that yonr father
really been so bored. Mr. Stuart?"
a very much bored person—that Is if
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
be bored with Miss Aurore LeBlond?”
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
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?"
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
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— ”
wss who so lightly put her trust In a
They turned at a knock on the out-
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
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.
“Quit* likely. I've been them "
“Dey hunt for her,” added the half-
Stuart changed the subject
Nodding, Stuart turned to the girl
“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—
“llow can 1 help being bored—after
"What you do wid her?" demanded
the half-breed, as the two walked to
S hould be kept in every
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.”
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
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.”
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
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
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
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
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.”
Mon panvre pere!
flnnn«M*tion with Parker'« lla lr Hakuun Makm tha
there's a swamp at the outlet where
"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
“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
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
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
mid'summer. Enjoy an airy
dark and get wet again. Oh-h-h 1 It
“I f you ask Black Jules Renault,
was cold! It makes me shiver to think
room at The
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
with humor, “suppose my what-yOu-
diversions o f San Francisca
eall-'ems, my gibo-dleg-wason, shrank?
“Oh, when I saw you, today, 1 know
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
“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
By the way, do you happen to have hand which held hls pipe. “But why
that, when the printings of the draw
r i a v . AT*
A T . M ASON
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
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
hls rival. He could see Mary's blond
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
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.
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.
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. John
rible things about you, that I've been puzzled by the direct thinking and
The aondew plant, growing wlieve «
son paid <150,000.
gasping to learn Just how much of a amazing sophistication of this grad
And those who threw away the au trogen Is deficient, obtains Its need«?
liar Pau, Paradis was.”
uate of a convent school In Winnipeg.
supply by eurnarlng and digesting In
Her education completed, she was liv thor's letter of apology and regret
“80— Paradis has been blackening
were also ont of lack.
ing life to the full—tasting Its thrills.
my reputatoo, baa he?"
Under Frozen Stars
l 1J GEORGE MARSH
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