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P pP jP TOILERS OP the COLUMBIA By Paul De Laney Author of "Lord of the Desert.- "Oregon Sketches." and other Pacific Coast Stories CHAPTER XVI Continued. The island was soon reached and the man taaen ashore, ihe morning was criep and cold and a fire of drift wood wax kindled for the comfort of the wounded man and his companions. As the day lagged away the man grew worse. Dan was bis most attentive nurse. In the afternoon he persuaded his companions that it would be better to take the wounded man to his home. They agreed upon this but they did not know what to do with their pris oner. On the southside they could not hold him, and if they left him on the island he might be compelled to re main for several days without assist ance. They wanted him to accompany them to thier homes, but Dan bad mat ters of more importance demanding his attention on tne norm siae. tie 101a them to leave him on the island and he would take his chances on reaching shore. The fishermen pulled out with theii wounded companion, reluctantly leav - ing Dan be'aind. Throughout the day Lapbam walked up and down the island viewing his friends and enemies as they lay on their oars in threatening attitudes. He managed, however, to keep con cealed behind the driftwood from his enemies, while he was too far away to be distinguished by his friends. He had searched the Island from one end to the other for a boat, but the southsiders had intended making this a Bort of prison had they carried out their original plans and had removed every semblance of craft from the place. Besides the island had always been a sort of neutral ground and since the quariel had begun, neither side at tempted to occupy it and all fishing ap paratus and supplies had been taken away by the respective owners. As night came on, Dan became more anxious to reach the north shore. He wondered how many of his friends had fallen under the fire of the southsiders, and wondered more how Sankala was faring. Old Seadog was too much absorbed in the trouble at hand to carry out his plan of taking Sankala and Ringwold to the county poor farm, but he knew the girl was worrying her young life away over the outlook for the future and possibly by this time, so far as he knew, she was grieving by the bedside of the deceased Ring wold. The impatient'young fisherman could remain an exile no longer. He con structed a raft from planks and timbers which had lodged on the shores of the island and with pieces of planks used as po.es and paddles be started for the main shore. - Before his work had been completed, however, night had long since fallen ovei the waters and a storm was brew ing. The same sound from the clash of the wave and current on the bar greet ed his ears at that moment that made the frail Sankala tremble with fear as she left the north shore to search for him that she might give him the food she had prepareo for him and of which she thought he must by this time be in such dire need. "CHAPTER XVII. " Where Is Sankala ? " "Hello, lookout!" "Hello, captain!" "How does it look to the southwest?" "Black and foreboding, captain." "I feared so. Watch close tie river and bay. . They are covered with those fool fishermen tonight. The light of morning will find plenty of work for us to do. Thus spoke the captain of the life saving station to the man on the look out. Night had already closed in and the captain of the life saving station knew a storm was coming. He was at the station b low the rocks and could not see out on the ocean : ut had called to the man stationed on the hill to verify tbe evidence of the storm. The instru ments at the station indicated a storm, but the rising, surging, slashing, crack ing bieakers on the rocks gave a more formidable warning to the experienced life saver. It is the same old story at the mouth of the Columbia. From fall until spring, throughout the long wintet months, the storms rage w?th unceas ing fury. Three days of stoma and one of dim sunshine is a liberal statement in favor of the king of day. At this point Neptune rules unchallenged through the winter, but when summer comes he is superseded by old Sol, who wields his sceptie with a more charita ble hand and makes this little Btietch of coast the most attractive spot in the great Pacific Northwest. Thousands of pleasure seekers visit this coast each summer to view the grandeurs and beauties of nature, but flee before ad vancing winter, when gloom and dark ness settle over the place like the pall of death. Men inuied to hardships and disast ers Jearn to scorn them. It is this class that suffers most from them. They be come emboldened to stand in the teeth of death, yea, even to enter its - Jaws, while the more timid fly for safety, and escape its fangs. Day after day the courageous go down, while the cowards live to tell of the chivalrous deeds of the brave. A terrific storm was rising to sweep the river and bay. The black horizon to the southwest told this. The loai ing clash of waters on the bar spoke it in so many sounds. The moaning winds in the boughs of the tall trees on the hills sung it in dismal notes The angry surges on the beach hissed out like the warning of an adder. The gloomy mist which surrounded old Cape Disappointment lighthouse hun like a pall over the river and bay. Yet the water was dotted with the boats of the heedless fishermen. They had seen the signs a thousand times and had never known them to fail Ihey knew that no frail ciaft could be reasonably expected to survive such a storm as was indi sated tonight. It was the night after the battle between the fishermen. It was the night upon which Sankala had started out to sea to find Dan Lapham. It was the night upon which Dan Lapham left Sand island upon a ratt of driftwood for the north shore. This was a typical night storm at the mouth of the Columbia. The people of the village had been on the alert, kindling beacon fires and walking the beach to render aid to their friends on the bay. The morning broke forth with many stories of hardships, dieaster and death. Ibe fishermen on either side had been slow to yield their position. In spite of tne fact that they were warned in many ways of the approaching storm, they stood in the teeth of danger from force of habit. The southsiders were determined to destroy the objection able traps and the northsiders were firm in standing by the defense of their property. But all had eventually been com pelled to yield to the elements. The northsiders had been driven one by one to the north shore, while the south siders had been compelled to take ref uge on the island. They had not the time to make it to the south shore. Fishermen on both sides, it is true, had remained too long. Thev had been caught in the angry sea and dragged like captives toward the bar. The dawn had found the life savers active. It was the same old story. They succeeded in rescuing some of the men from a watery grave. A few had gone over the bar never to return. Some of these had been swept away long before the life savers could see their way to go to the rescue. The wind did not lull until well up in the day. The southsiders nestled along the shores of Sand island, like so many water bound animals. The northsiders rushed up and down the bank looking for missing ones and pre paring to return to the defense of their traps so Boon as the waves should sub side. Women were wringing their hands over the loss of their dear ones and children were crying for fathers they would never see again. The loss of life was so common among the fisher men that only those actually bereaved bore sad hearts on such occasions. The sadden making of widows and or phans had been going on for years, foi every storm claimed its victims. A heavy wave, a swamped boat, a lost fisherman, told a common story. ' It was expected. Those who battled with death knew that they must eventually lose. ' "Where is Sankala?" was asked of the fishermen as they arrived ashore throughout the night. "Where is Sankala?" asked Dan Lapham when he had visited her cabin and found it vacant. 'Where is Sankala?" was the ques tion passed irom lip to lip throughout the day. Pan Lapham had steered his crude raft straight i r the north shore. He had been buffeted by the waves, it is true, and had been carried far. to the south, but fortune favored him and he had butted into the boats of . his friends who had taken him ashore. But not one of all the men returning had; eeen Sankala. They were indignant that she should have been permitted j to leave the village,. "We have no time for grieving over! the lost," said old Seadog, walking up and d.vvn the beach like an angry lion. "See, the men on the island are in action and will soon be upon our traps. To your hoats, men, to vcur boats! We must protect those traps' with our live.-!" j It was late in the afternoon. The! stem had ag iin subsided. The nirn ! on the island derided to take advjiit- i age of the northsnters while th?y. wore ashore and destroy their traps. The northsiders were quick to see this and hustling their arms and am munition aboard they leaped into the boats along the beach and towed with all their might to the defense of their cause. The southsiders -also -started out briskly to Deat them to the traps. The latter had a slight advantage in dis tance but their opponents were refresh ed by a warm meal and many of them had secured a few hours sleep. The email fleet on either side was di vided into squadrons as if by common arrangement, and while one squad made for the defense of a group of traps along the line which stretched up and down the river channel on the bay side, a squad from the other side started for the same point to destroy them. In the meantime reintorcerrents were gathei ing on the south shore, for the southsiders outnumbered the men on the north, and war to a finish was now more imminent than ever. "Will those soldiers never arrive?' was the question old Seadog asked himself as he directed his men to bat tle for the traps. - CHAPTER XVin. Sankala Listens to the Plotters. Sankala bad a hard battle with the surf but she reached the traps former lj tended by Dan Lapham before the storm was at its heighth. Dan, of course, was not near the place. The wind was already raging and the white caps were multiplying at a rapid rate and leaping higher and higher. At her back the sea was boiling like a caldron while to the south it was not so much disturbed. Her home lay across the raging sea while Sand Island lay to the south. It was this great up heave! of sand and the driftwood upon its surface that broke the storm to some extent and yet left a means of es cape for Sankala. But she would not have returned to her home at this time had the sea been as calm as an inland lake. She had started out on a mission and this would she complete with a woman's deter mination. She was looking for Dan Lapham. Her strong and handsome young friend had aided her in fishing the traps when her aged companion was unable to assist. He had also, on that very morning, left her money with which to buy necessary supplies; he had promised her that Ringwold should not go to the poor house; and above all there was an undefined feel ing in her heart for the young man which only comes to a woman once in a lifetime. Sankala did not understand this and would have blushed had it been ex plained. It was the same old story which has caused the joys, Borrows, disappointments and happiness since the days of Adam and Eve. While clinging to the piling which held the netting of Lapham 's fishtrap, to steady her ooat, bankala could Bee that the water was rapidly rising and that each flood dashed higher above the mark made by the former wave. The billows grew darker and more sullen while the whitecaps looked like great animals leaping at random in the di rection of the bar. Before it was too late she turned her boat toward the island, where she landed without accident. But she was just in time, for old Neptune's work fanner out at sea was telling and great waves from the mighty deep came rolling over the bay, converting it into a mad, seething thing of destruction. The rain began to fall in torrents. Tne wind blew with such force as to send the cold drops like heavy shots in a slanting course through the air. These struck the thinly clad girl with a force that "made her shiver with pain and cold. vvnen cast upon ner own resources in time of danger, woman is said to be superior to man in courage and endur ance. Before she resigns herself to fate, she employs every means in her power to thwart its disasters. If she cannot turn its coutse, she goes with it as a companion. Death is thus made less bitter and an example is given to the world. Sankala dragged her boat as fai as she could and then tied the long line attached to its prow to a limb of a tree which had been cast far upon the sands. She began to look about her for shelter. She remembered " an old fisherman's camp farther up the is land, and' taking the provisions which she had prepared for Dan, she made her way to the shack. , ' (To be continued) Effect of Army Routine. Visitors to army headquarters on Governor's Island often notice that of ficers have a habit of referring to the written or printed record for the most trifling questions of fact. They never rely upon memory for even unimpor tant matters of routine which civilians would no more think of forgetting than a hardened commuter would think of forgetting the time of his morning train to the city. Ask an officer in the adjutant general's or quartermas ter's department, for instance, where the First Battalion of the Sixteenth In fantry is and he will consult his rec ords before answering, even when a letter to the commanding officer of the battalion is lying addressed on his desk. The other day a visitor to the island asked an officer high in command what time the parade of troops took place next morning. The man in khaki look ed at his printed copy of the general orders before answering: "Ten o'clock." Yet the parade had been go ing on every day for mcsths right un der his office windows. "It is a habit that grows upon us with the routine of garrison work," he said. "If I tried to remember where one company in the department of the east is quartered I might as well try to remember them all. If I carried in my memory the time for parade I might as well try to learn the genera orders by heart Experience teaches army men never to burden their memo ries with facts and figures that they know they, can find on the instant by turning to the record." New York Press. Black Snakes. It la true that the rattlesnake and the black snake are mortal enemies, and the black snake is the victor in their battles, breaking the neck of his adversary before the rattler has time to strike. The black snakes of this country are as harmless as frogs. On many of the large plantations in the South they are tamed and kept as a protection from their enemy, as the warm climate prevents keeping the houses closed so as to keep them ouL Sir Joseph Dalton Hooker, said to be the greatest living botanist, has passed his eighty-seventh birthday. JUDICIAL DECISIONa Mental anguish and suffering are held, in Cowan vs. Western Union Tel- egraph Company (Iowa), 64 L. R, A. 546, to be sufficient to sustain an ac- tion for breach of contract promptly to transmit and deliver a telegram. The fact that a municipality takes Its water supply from a lake is held, in People vs. Hulbert (Mich.), MLR. A. 265," not to Justify the denial, through the police power, of the right of an upper riparian owner to bathe in the lake. A watch Is held, in Rains vs. Max well "House Co. (Tenn.), 64 L. R. A. 470, to be within the operation of a statute providing that, If a guest at a hotel neglects to deposit jewels in the safe or other place provided by the hotelkeeper for their custody, . they shall be at his own risk. Prohibiting the use of a room in a tenement or dwelling house for the manufacture of men's clothing, except by the Immediate members of the fam ily living there, and then only under permit from a public official, is held, in State ts. Hyman (Md.), 64 L. R. A. 637, to be within the police power. The act of the officers of a municipal corporation, who, in attempting to guard the public health, remove a smallpox patient to a pesthouse so overcrowded and illy 'adapted to its purpose that he dies from the conse quent exposure, is held, In Twyman vs. Frankfort (Ky.), 64 L. R. A. 572, not to render the municipality liable. Employment for a year is held, in Sullivan vs. Detroit Y. & A. A. Rail way Company (Mich.), 64 L. R. A. 673, to be a fulfillment of a contract to give an attorney permanent em ployment in consideration of service rendered in the formation of a corpo ration, since the contract Is Indefinite and determinable at the will of either party. The use of land for the erection and maintenance by railway companies of hotels and eating stations along their roads for the accommodation of their employes and passengers, Is held, in Abraham vs. Oregon & C. R. Company (Ore.), 64 L. R. A. 391, to be a legiti mate railroad purpose only when they are reasonably necessary for the con venience of such persons. Employes of a mining partnership, who are charged with the care and management of its property, are held, in Markley vs. Show (Pa.), 64 L. R. A. 685, not to act within the scope of their employment in causing, long af ter the commission of the crime, the arrest for the purpose of vindicating the law, of one who is suspected of having set fire to a building belonging to the partnership, so as to render the partnership liable for malicious prose cution in case the arrest proves to have been without jurisdiction. BOY A SIGHTLESS WONDER. Does His Share of Farm Work and Bikes at Full Speed. Stephen Mellinger, of Denver, Pa., does things remarkable In one who moves, as he does, In continual dark ness, vvnen Meiiinger, now 18 years of age, was 2 years old he blinded himself Incurably with a hatchet. He has so adapted himself to his condi tion that he acts virtually as if in the possession of his eyesight. His mis fortune has not been allowed to Inter fere In the least with his usefulness. His senses of touch and hearing are very keen. He works In the field. He sows, uses the rake and spade, helps harvest-the crops, milks, climbs trees and, what is still more remarkable, drives spirited horses and rides a bi cycle. The-boy is as bright and cheerful as any of his associates. He is able to harness a horse unaided and to drive several miles to the village where the household supplies are obtained. Every morning it is his duty to hitch a horse to a milk wagon and drive a mile to Denver village. In this drive he la compelled to cross railroad tracks at two points. Spirited horses are his de light and two belonging to his father which are too wild for the average man to handle with safety are used by him without a thought of clanger. It is unwise for other persons than he to approach these animals. The young man does not work, ride or walk In a hesitating manner, after the usual fashion of the blind. He takes a fast horse out on the road and gallops at full speed, turning out for vehicles and other horses and rounding sharp corners without pulling up. On his wheel he rides as If possessed of full sight and can be seen alone miles from his home. Leslie's Weekly. Men Were Posted. The bridegroom of a newly married pair journeying to thei;lty by train, one day recently, was a railroad man. Congratulations -were whistled to him from every locomotive passed in the fifty mile run. Those on the sidings made the most din, but the engineers on the trains in motion were also post ed, and whistled as they sped by. : One of the party who gave the new ly wedded pair a send-off by pouring rice over them told the other passen gers In the car what to expect. Every one seemed to enjoy the tooting from the locomotives more than the blush ing bride and groom. , ' It All Depends. "Your children seem to be very well behaved," remarked the friend. , "They're not my children, then,' re plied Henpeck. "My wife only ad mits . they're 'our , children' when they're bad; when they're good they're her children.'" Philadelphia Press. Many a man is honest because he never had a good chance to prove him self otherwise HtHH'lllHmIIUIIMI J X Hymn for a Child. God gave me a little light i To carry as I go; . Bade me keep it clear and bright Shining high and low. Bear it steadfast, without fear, Shed its radiance far and near J Make the path before me clear With its friendly glow. God gave me a little song To sing upon my way; " Rough may be the road and long, Dark may be the day; Yet a little bird can wing, Yet a little flower can spring, Yet a little child can sing, Make the world gay. God gave me a little heart, "to love whate'er he made; Gave me strength to bear my part, Glad and unafraid. Through thy world so fair, so bright, Father, guide my steps aright! Thou my song and thou my light! So my trust is stayed. A -r avs lommy slid grcejufly d own "th e. B&cK Why This is bcVj sliding- -SWid he I declare! Child King's Amusements. An extraordinary piece of mechan ism was constructed for the amuse ment.of Louis XIV. of France when a child. It consisted of a small coach drawn by two horses, in which was the figure of a lady, with a footman and page behind. According to the ac count given by M. Camus, the con structor, this coach being placed at the extremity of a table of a determinate size, the coachman smacked his whip, and the horses immediately set out, moving their legs in a natural manner. When the carriage reached the edge of the table it turned on a rfght angle, and proceeded along that edge till it arrived opposite to the place where the king was seated. It then stopped, and the page, getting down, opened the door, upon which the lady alighted. ONE MULE'S DISCOVERY. Animal Showed Where There "Was a Deposit of Rotten Stone. "Mark me down on the side of the mule," said Frederick M. Ware, of the American Horse Exchange the other day when a lot of horsemen were dis cussing the remarks of Colonel Jen kins, of the Nebraska national guard to the effect that the mule never kick ed anybody and that all the stories of the peverslties of his heels were fic tion, says the New York Times. "When I was out in Kentucky and Indiana looking up some horses l ran across an acquaintance in the parlor car who was something or other in the hardware line, I believe. At all events he knew all about things you polish with like emery and tripolLand cor undum, and those things. Well, he had a yarn that he swore was a true one and that scored one for the mule, whose friend I have always been. He vouches for the story. I don't; but I do vouch for him. He knew a man named Blatchley, who used to be the State geologist of Indiana, and got the story from him. It runs this way: "In Jackson County in that State was a farmer named Harbaugh who owned a pair of mules that were good enough to be used as a carriage pair. He used them that way, at all events. Harbaugh lived at a place called Free town and one day he drove over to the pasture and fastened his team of mules to a tree near a little- stream they call ed Salt Creek. "While Farmer Harbaugh was away looking after his men the flies attacked his mules, and in their frantic efforts to drive the pests away they pawed the earth up so terrifically that he found them covered with a fine dust, while all around them were little piles of this bluish powder as line as flour. Harbaugh didn't know what the dust was, but he knew it was out of the ordinary, for there was a gritty feeling to it, and he thought he had found a new kind of polishing material that might have some value. At all events, he scooped up a lot of It, sent It up to Blatchley at Indianapolis for examina 1 1 1 H 1 M I K 1 1 1 1 1 ! I LITTLE STORIES AND INCIDENTS That Win Interest Entertain Young Readers, and having in her hand a petition, which she presented with a curtsey. After waiting some time she aain curtsied, and re-entered the carirage; the page then resumed his place, the coachman whipped up his horses, which began to move, and the footman, running af ter the carriage, jumped up behind it. Louis XIV. had an automaton opera In five acts, with fresh scenes for each. It measured 16 inches in breadth, 13 inches 4 lines iu height and 1 inch 3 lines in thickness for the working of the machinery. Be Thoughtful. "How is your mother?" The ques tion was asked of a young lady who had come to spend the day with friends. She looked so sweet and cool in her dainty dimity it was an op pressively warm day that her friends were almost inclined to be envious. "Mamma is not at all well lately. No, thank you; I don't need a fan, I am very comfortable. I feel quite worried about mamma." "Why didn't you bring herwith you? This country air would do her a world of good." "She is ironing to-day. Mamma has such big ironings, especially in the summer. Then, as you know, I am going to the seashore soon, and mam ma is busy sewing for me. I have several dresses to be made, besides numerous other frills and furbelows." While she proceeded to enthusiasti cally describe the fashions, her friends were busy with their thoughts. And there is no need to point a moral to this true little tale; but, girls, listen: Some day those worn, needle-pricked hands that have so willingly worked for you will be crossed quietly upon her breast perhaps sooner than they should have been. You cannot help her then. Tears, heartaches and re grets will be of no avail. Lighten mother's cares and burdens to-day, daughters; it may be too late to-morrow, and she may have passed beyond your reach. Epworth Herald. A Poetry Party. When the fall and winter make It seem delightful to be again indoors, girls often like to have suggestions for methods of making their meetings at tractive something besides the usual "talk ana refreshments what some eminent man of letters in a waggish way described as "giggle, gabble, gob ble and git." A series of little meetings, each in celebration of some poet's birthday or other anniversary, would be an excuse for making some interesting additions to . the usual program. Thus there would be no great difficulty in arrang ing a Shakespeare party or a Milton party, in which quotations from the works of either poet were used in in vitations, dinner cards, bills of fare, and so on. Or an American poet might be chosen. Oliver .Wendell Holmes would "furnish lines of a cheering na ture fit for mild festivities, or yon might Introduce your guests to some of tne beautiful poems of Celia Thax ter, or of Jean Ingelow, if you do not mind going outside of our own land.- St. Nicholas. tion, and when he got a report from him found that his mules had uncover ed a deposit of trlpoll or 'rotten stone' that was worth about $5 a ton. The deposit on Harbaugh's farm was some three feet thick, and turned out to be one of the largest and best in the country. "I don't think that Harbaugh's trl poll mine made him a rich man, but the incident proves that mule is worth while in more ways than one, and that he isn't the worthless cuss so many newspaper "humorists try to make him out to be. Me for the mule every time." . Size of the British Km pi re. The British Empire occupies about one-fifth of the surface of the habit able globe, and consists of the United Kingdom, with its attendant islands, and about forty-three dependencies under separate and independent gov ernments, varying in size from Can ada, which is thirty times the size of the United Kingdom, to Gibraltar, tha area of which is two square miles. Thus the area of the British Empire is ninety-eight times that of the Uni ted Kingdom, while the area of the self-governing colonies alone Is nearly sixty times as large as that of the mother country. Not Up to the Mark. Bragg No man can call me a liar with impunity. I'd fight him - if he was 7 feet high. ; Quarles I said you were a liar. What are you going to do about it? - Bragg Huh! You're not 7 feet high. Philadelphia Ledger, ins,, i.uj One Way. "I want to get some advice." - "Yes?" : -, - "I want to know how . to float a loan." ; "Well?" ( : "Take an airship trip by yourself." Cleveland Plain Dealer. When a woman bakes a cake for a church social, she Is pretty apt to see that it Is "pushed" when refreshment time comes.