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, 1 1 - TIIE EtJOENE 'DAILY: GUAEH. 7 v Tugo Severi he Strength iPTheFines Uison Mmphall Uor pfTheVoIce of ihePbclc lUuatrahon jf ; Irwitt Mtjertf CHAPTER XV , :) ( . v-nipr had had an unsuccessful I He had waited the long hours ' ... t. A tlia troll l.nt ,rt at me " ,A Little People such ns the and similar folk that hardly n..l a single bite In his great Load come Ills way. Now It was ting and It looked ns It he would 1 to igo hungry. He started to Irh his 8r(,lt muscles, Intending to L hi ambush. But all nt once troee again Into a lifeless gray I), In tile tmcaeia. uirre ncre teps on tlie rraii. Again mey the steps of deei but not ot the ,t, wary elk this time Instead It Just a fawn, or u yenning uo m Kiioli a creature' as had. not yet Led to suspect every turn In the The forest gods had been good ilin, after alL .peered through thethlckets, and moment more ne nuu u glimpse i 'spotted skin.' It was kl most, too t. Bat even ns the Killer wntcfied, prize was simply taken out of his tti. A gray woit a savage oia that also had just finished an Iccessful hunt hnd been Btenling I High tne uuciieia iu .qcuiL-u i .11 and he came out on tne trail, not feet distant, halfway between the and the fawn. The one was al as surprised as the other. The tnrned with a frightened blent dsrted away: the wolf swung Into hit ; : - . b bear lunged forward with a of rage. He leaped Into the trail In, then ran as fast as he could lursuit of the running wolf. He too enraged to stop to 'think. pint (tzjy .bear hns new yet been able tertnke a.wolt.pnce tha trim legs well Into action. At first he dn't think about anything; he had elected too. .many .times. His Impulse was one of tremendous overpowering wralh n fury that hfl;Heath to the first 'Uvlnp'!crta- tliflt ne met. --i! -1 i-i - ut In a single second he renllzed this wild chase was fairly good Itsf af tfer" all.' The" "chnrtces for ' a il were! tHIU 'father good:' '' The h and the. Wolf were'tfri 'the open j , and It was wholly evident thnt gray-hunter would overtake 'the rry 'lh another moment -' It ! was that the Killer would miss the pure of slaying his own game ecstatic blow to the shoulder and bite to the throat that followedi ltv lni case, the wolf would do tfiiit of the work for him. It was Just mple matter of driving the crea- way from his dead. ; . lit at that Instant fate took a hand the merry little chase. ' To tho t, It was nothing but a sharp clrtng etal behind him and an answering i of pain soundB that In ItB r It heard but dimly. . But It was nlooltedfor and tragic reality to wolf. His lean was suddenly nr- fd In mld-alr, and he was hurled e ground with stunning force. Jl'lriotal teeth bail seized, tils' leg, a strong chain held him when' he I to escape. He fought It with fcemte savagery. The fawn leaped io eatety. . .. . ...... ut there was no need of Hie m-lzzlv pining Its pursuit. Everything had fed out quite well for him, after wolf is over so much more Ml than any kind of seasonal fnwn ; urn oia gray pack leader was lm 'Md and helnleas In nnc nt TTnd. P traps.- .' -v ,1,-. -t the first gray of mornlncr. bnve Per started back toward his home. P with you to the forks In the Hudson told him. T tennt i"rt ' look at some of my traps, any- the same hour as soon ns it was Us breakfast In preparation Tor hist lan or u. - n v j . ...lint unu Fed the nl?ht i . i " "1" '.'ft wu a Auug F "!&st 'n eye range of Hudson's p- Now he was preparing to dip P Into the Killer's glen. . "tier and Hudson followed up the 5 creek, ; , , , , J9 P of Hudson's sets proved IT. Tha j . . . . . - .I,, was aoout a turn me creek. nj ..n j. . MU nuu ui urusn muue FPOSS bin f, - j,. V er or not he' had made a JU W fi an fill . M w 01 Si ant. iTiM.M i j j e thftnvht k li?h V wrognwea, it was fsn. sharp, agonlwd bark that IhM .. .. L - iow w&ine. "I believe Ui ,nS'rote or a wolf "P lhere" . iinsienea meir steps. P8 whole nl, i . .. N th.i; si .1 .mm uay lh. . ' J-nere was no wolf p trap. The Bte., h A f fW nly a hld00"!' 'rnsment -- .v,u,uoea oetween the Jaws. ne hart k. f" oreak a match In it .i Ul tne 8y tdj 'J?" orv. The" two men thing, , background r7n,dp'll "bout the central he), . '?e thln8 thttt fr"M them ."if tracks with terror was the L, ' "" the Killer, not I u.iaot, beside tb man- OfytilM by LiHla . Brown, and gled body of the wolf. ; The events that followed thereafter rame in such quick succession ns to seem simultaneous.' Fdr one fraction of an Instant all three figures stood motionless, the two men staring, the grizzly half-leaning over bis prey, Ills hend turned, his little red eyes full ot hatred. .He uttered one hoarse, sav age note, a sound In which all his hatred and Ills fury and his savage power were made manifest, whirled with Incredible speed, and charged. Hudson did not even have time to turn. There wus no defense; ills gun was strapped on his back, and even If It had bei'U In his hands, Its bullet would not have mattered the sling nf n bee In honey-robbing. The only possible chance of breaking that dead ly, charge lay in the thirty-thirty deer rifle In Dave's arms; but the craven who held It did not even fire. He was standing Just below the outstretched limb of a tree, and the weapon fell from his hands as he swung up Into the limb. The fact that Hudson stood weaponless, ten feet nway in the clear ing, did not deter him in the least. . No human flesh could stand ngainst that charge. The vast paw fell with resistless force; and no need arose for a second blow. The trnpper's body was struck down as If felled by a meteor, and the power of the Impact forced It deep Into the carpet of pine needles. The savage creature turned, the white fangs caught the light In the open mouth. The head lunged toward the mnn's shoulder. No man may say what agony Hud son would have endured In the last few seconds of his life If the Killer had been given time and opportunity. Hhv usual way was to linger long, sharp fangs closing again and again until all Hying likeness was destroyed. The blood lust was upon him ; there would have' been no mercy to the; dy ing creature In the pine needles..! .Yet It transpired ' that Hudson's flesh was not-to know those rending fangs., a second tltno. ) -via I "'' , On the hillside above, a stranger to this land had dropped to his knee In the shrubbery, his- rifle' lifted Jo the level of his eyes. 1 It was Bruce,', who had come In time to see the charge through a rift In the trees. ;',', . "The bealr was on Hudson, and tho man had gone down,' before Bruce oven Interpreted him. ' Then It was Just a gray patch, a full three hundred yards awny. His Instinct was to throw the gun to hid shoulder and fire with out aiming ;' yet he conquered it with an Iron will. But he did move quickly. He dropped to his knee the very sec ond that the gun leaped to his shoul der. He seemed to know that from a lower position the target would be more clearly revealed. The finger pressed back against the trigger. The distance wns far ; Bruce was not a practiced rifle, shot, and it bor dered on the miraculous that his lead went nnywhere near the bear's body. Anil It was true that the bullet did not reach a vital pluce. It sttng like a wasp, at tho Killer's flank, however, cutting a shallow flesh Wound. But: It wns enough to tuke his dreadful atten tion from the mortally wounded trap per In the pine needles. He whirled about, growling furious ly and biting ot the wound. Then he stood still, turning bis gaze first to the pale face of Dave Turner thirty feet above him In the pine. The ej'es glowed In fury and hatred. He hud found men out at last; they died even more easily than the fnwn. He started to turn back to the fallen, and the rifle spoke again. . , . .' ' It was a complete miss, this time; yet the bear leaped in fear when the bullet thwacked Into' the dust beside li I id. He did not wait for a third. His caution suddenly returning to him, and perhaps his anger somewhat sati ated by the blow he had dealt Hudson, lie crashed Into the security of the thicket. Bruce wnlted a single Instant, hop ing for another glimpse of the crea ture; then run duwn to nld Hudson. But in driving the bear from the trap per's helpless body be hnd already given all the aid that he could. Un derstanding came quickly. He had arrived only In time for the Depar ture Just a glimpse of a light as It faded. The blow had been nt)re than any human being could Survive; even now Hudson was entering upon that strange calm which often, so merci fully, Immediately precedes death. He opened his eyes and looked with some wonder Into Brace's face. Tne light In them was dimming, fading like a twilight, yet there was Indication of neither confusion nor delirium. There was, however, some Indication of perplexity at the peculiar turn af fairs had taken. "You're not Davj Turner," he said wonderlngly. Dim though the voice was, there wax considerable emphasis In the tone. Hudson seemed' quite sure of this point, whether or not he knew any thing concerning the dark gates he was about to enter, lie wouldn't have spoken greatly different If he had been sitting In perfect health before his own camp fire and the shadow was now already so deep his eyes could scarcely penetrate It. "No," Bruce answered. "Dave Tur ner Is up a tree. He didn't even Volt to shoot." "Of course he wouldn't." Hudson spoke with ussuruncc TUe wods dimmed at the end, and he hulf-closed his Hit as if he were too sleepy to stay awake lunger. Then Bruce saw a strunge thing. He saw, unmlstak uble as the sun In the -sky, the signs of a curious struggle rn the man's face. , The trapper a moment before sink ing Into the calm of death was fight ing desperutely for a few moments of. respite. There could be no other ex planation. And he won it at last. an Interlude of half a d07.cn breaths. "Who are you?" he whispered. Bruce bowed his head until his ear was close to the lips. vBruce Folger,'' be answered, for the first time In his knowledge speaking his full name. "Son of Matthew Kolger who lived at Trail's End long ago." ..... The man still struggled. ' "I knew It," he said.- "I saw It In your face. I see everything now. Listen can you hear me?" "Yes." "I Just did a wrong ttiere's a hundred dollars In my pocket that I Just got for doing it. I made 11 prom ise to He to you. Take the money it ought to be yours, anyway and hers; and use It toward fighting the wrong. It will go a little way." ''Yes." Bruce looked him fuli In the eyes. "No matter about tin- money. What did you promise Turner';" "That I'd He to you. HHp my arms with your hands till It hurts. I've only got one breath more. Your fa ther held those InniN only in trust the Turners' deed is forged. And the secret agreement, that I witnessed is hidden " The breath seemed to go out of the man. Bruce shook him by the slioul- ' He Opened His Eyes and Looked With '- Some Wonder Into Bruce's Face.- tfera. Dave, still In the tree, strained to hear the rest. "Yes where?" ' "It's hidden Just out " The words were no longer audible to Dave, and whut followed Bruce also strained to hear In vain. The Hps ceased mov ing. The shndow grew In the eyes, and the lids flickered down over them, A traveler had gone. Bruce got up, a strange, cold light In his eyes. He glnnced up. Dave Turner was climbing slowly down the tree. Bruce mnde six 1 strides and seized his rifle. The effect on Dave wns ludicrous. He clung fust to tho tree limbs, us if he thought n bullet like a grizzly's claws could not reach him there. Bruce laid the gun behind him, then stood waiting with his own weapon resting In his arms. "Come down, Dnve,' he commanded. "The bear Is gone." Dave crept down the trunk nnd halted at its base. He studied the cold fuce before him. "Botter not try nothing," he advised hoarsely. , ; "Why not?" Bruce asked. "Do you think I'm afraid of a coward?" The man started at the words; his head bobbed backward as If Bruce bad struck him beneatli the Jaw with his fist. "People don't cnll the Turners cow ards and wulk off with It," the man told him. ' "Oh, the lowest coward 1" Bruce said between set teeth. . "The yellow est, mongrel coward I Your own ton federate and you had to drop your gun and run up a tree. You might have stopped the bear's charge." Dave's face twisted In a scowl. "You're brave enough now. Walt to see what happens later. Give me my gun. I'm going to go." "You can go, but you don't get your gun. Ill fill you full of lead If you try to touch It." ; . Dave looked up with some care. He wanted - to inow -fur certain If this tenderfoot meant what he said. The man- was blind In some things, his vision was twisted and dark, but be made no nilstlU about the look on the cold, set face before him. Bruce's finger was curled about the trigger, and It looked to Dave as If It Itched to exert further pressure. "I don't see why I spare you, any way," Bruce went on. His tone was self reproachful. "God knows I hadn't ought to remembering who and what you are. If you'd only give me one little bit of provocation" Dave saw lurid lights growing In the man's eyes ; and all at once a con clusion came to him. He decided he'o make no further effort to regain tne gun. His life was rather precious to him, strangely, and It wns wholly plain that a dread and terrible passion was slowly creeping over his enemy. He could see It In the darkening face, the tight grip of the hands on the rifle stock. His own sharp feature grew more cunning. "You ought to be glad I didn't stop the bear .with my Title," he said hurriedly. "X had Hudson bribed you wouldn't have found out something that you did find out if he j liadnt Iain here dying. You wouldn't have leurned " But the sentence died in the middle. Bruce made answer to It, a straight-, out blow with his fist, with all Ids strength behind It, in the very center of his enemy's face. ; CHAPTER XVI Dave Turner traveled hard and late, and he reiuihed Hlinon's door Just be foru sundown of tbo second day. , Bruce wus still a ftiljl two hours dla-'l tnnt. But Duvq did mot Slay to knock, I It was choritlihe, and he thought he would tindi Hliuiin I), his, burn supur-ij vising the' feeding and ifoire of the live stock;', l)e tiad guessed right, and J the two;men burt u ntomeni's talk in . the dusky passage boliinu the stalls. , "I've brought hews.' Dave said. Simon made no answer Jit first. The saddle pony, in' the stall Immediately In front of them, frightened at Dave's imfinuilinr figure, had crowded, trem bling, ngainst his manger. Simon's nil eyes watched liiiu; then he ut tered a short oath, lie took two strides into t lie stall and seized the halter rope in, his huge, muscular bund. Three times he Jerked It with a peculiar, quartering pull, a curbing that might have been Ineffective by a man of ordinary strength, but with the liKomprelifiisible might of the great foivariu behind it was really terrible punishment. Dave thought for a moment his brother would break the animal's neck; the whites began to show about the soft, dark pupils of its eyes. The strap over the bead broke with'-the fourth pull;- then the horse recoiled, plunging and terrified, Into the 'opposite corner of the stall. Simon leaped with shattering power at the creuture's shoulders, his huge urms encircled its neck, ills shoulders heaved, and lie half-threw it to the floor. Then, us It staggered to rise, his heavy fist flailed against Us neck, Again nnd again' he struck, and In the half-darkness of the stable it wns a dreadful thing to behold. The man's fury, always quickly aroused, was upon him; his brawny form moved with the agility of a panther. Even Dave, whose shallow eyes were usually wont to feast on cruelty, viewed the scene with some alarm. It wasn't thut he was moved by the agony of the horse. But ho did remember that horses cost money, nnd Simon seemed determined to kill the animal before his passion was spent. The horse cowered, and in 1 mo ment more It wns hard to remember he was a member of a :noble. hlch- spirited breed a swift runner, brainy as a dog, a servant,' fnltliful and worthv. ' He stood quiet nt last, his head hanging low, knees bent, eyes curiously sorrowful nnd dark. Simon fastened the broken strap about bis. neck, gave It one more Jerk that kl-' most knocked the nnlmnj off his feet, then turned back to Dave. v Except for a higher color (n his cheeks, darker lights in bis eyes, nnd an almost Im perceptible quickening of his breath ing, it did not secra ns If he had moved. .' ' , . ' "You're always bringing' news," be said. "If it's as Important as some of the other news you've brought don't take my time." ' ' "All right," the other replied sul lenly. "You don't have to hear It. But I'm telling you It's of real Importance this time nnd some time youH find out." He scowled Into the dark face. "But suit yourself." Dave walked clear to the lodr, ,then turned. "Don't be a fool, filhion,1' lie urged. "Listen to what I have to tell you. Bruce Folger knows where that secret ngrecment is." For once In his life Dave got a response of ' sufficient emphasis to satisfy him. Ills brother whirled, his whole expression undergoing an im mediate and startling change. If there wns one emotion that Dave, had never seen on Simon's face It was fear and he didn't know for certain that he saw It now. But there wus alarm unmistakable and surprise, too. ....'.. "What do you mean?" he demanded. "Out with It I" His tone was really course I ain't quite sura be does know where It Is." . Simon smiled mirthlessly; "The ' news is beglnulng to sound like the rest of yours." ' "Old Hudson Is dead," Dave went on, "And don't look at me 1 amnt do It. I wish I had, though, first off. For once my Judgment was better than yours. The Killer got hlin." "Yes. Go on." 1 nun nutu .v ...y.,,"" kh(ir(, My gun got Jammed so I couldn't . .....'. LIGHTHOUSE JOB LONESOME NOW; KEEPER LONGS FOR OLD SAIL SHIPS Chime.., CM. 111. dipt Kdwhi J. Moore sighs. TMrty-ninf yrars u lirflit hmiM' keiper! Kr thi lust I'lrvt-n yvarH b Iioh not liu'l a thing to 1 hut U buck ami wtiU'h the is)Vek strami'rK glid ing along tht- hovixin, niiltK away from It's a lom-Koiue job. yi'urn ago tint umm! to m hoot." , rhuiiiuiy I.tiri." ri-calh'il fapiaiu Mnoie. "Where Is It now?" as be sat in the lighthouse at Hie foul Dave scrambled In vain for a story of Central Street. 111 l-.uinsion. auU itazi-d to explain the loss of his weapon to ' " ' " V .., I rau re iiijv tin n IttoHis iut then ou a culm day hko this KnilbonU uniting pativiiUy lur tml bn't'i'.p to spring up. "UVuu'a a luTi'Jti nowaday n? Who mnd by jftinmlnff It wtw a rl men. Couisp. uhK it i hom sailor on a little Maybe I cna go bncit aru'r it ana nnu it." II nice, and the one thnt cuine out ut j last . didn't do him particular credit. 'I I threw the d n thing awny. j Wish I hadn't now, but it mnde me bo I catbont. The big boats . Uimt need breer.es. Tlurtv-nine years ngo I t"k !hit job ns lighthouse keeper. I long ftr the old days. The das nf Mtilbouts. There were wrecks in those day.- A lighthouse keeper .had something t do. The last 'iitrv I hnvo on mv Sooks it) Oetnher IS, 11111. A little wreck. 'In the thirty-nine ,rara incr haa not hefii a life lost in wreck off mf lighthouse. There have been many thrill ing rescues, von ran b t. There vvfit ro inniict to a lighthouse. Now ull I can do is to keep inventory of old brooms, wraps of paper, odd bits of rope things I used to throw away when they were worthless. Nowadays t.he govern ment makes you keep account of all thw odds ntul ends and has a survey made of t.'iem before you can scrnp them." "Very good ao POOR GIRL WEDS i RICH MAN'S SON; RESULT QUESTION (Continued from page one) Simon smiled again. fur," he commented. Dave flushed.' "Bruce was there, too fact Is, ' creased the bear and the Inst minute before he died Hudson' ,v,osl. jf,. ,ns bocn rooted in entirely told him where, the agreement wns different sollV hidden. I couldn't hear nil he said T.'ie maiiiiit f poverty and riches i i ... t.m tnv hut I hcird not the ..nly Ritiiatloa in which the uues- I wns too far nwaj but I heard ,Um (lf ,hp fUm,s, ()f ,,, ,, j.ry t0 enmiich to think that he told hruce t,K,nher in iiniiy iirinok. When the hiding plnce." the American lioirexs marries -the Hun- "And why didn't you get that Infer-; ZTl! mntlon away from Bruce with your tVlff ,wn vho ar(, Afferent in race iu gun?" . untioimliiy, in ri'liigiou or in the vnry- "Dliln't I tell yon the thing was "m matter of social custom and usnge . 11 i. i . ,, ,i,.f i mnrrv there is a eliasm to bridge. Jimmied? If It budn t of been.for that, j Tll( rh,ISIn jB oll0 , ,.,,. It is I'd dune something more than find out fiiiej w-,lu ,mHV growth of mutual where it Is. I'd stopped this non-j ign.iraure. wnse once nnd for nil. nnd let a holes What cai.li of u bus learned iii voh i. i ... i . .... i. .-jwhnt each of as has Keen nt liomo, what through thut tenderfoot big enough to ',,,.,, of i11.1.ito(l from n line of B-?e through. Then there'd never ha iiiiccstms and has acquired through cn any more trouble. It's the thing to do viroinnmt ami training, is part of us. I 1 liimw n dear sill y.liose people nl- ... . t, . .. . . '' 'wavs had n loaf of bread reposing on a Billion looked at his brothers face ,ai.(i ,,0 , ,! time.. Next With some wonder. More crafty and to the loaf lay n hie broad knife. Vhon cunnlng, Dave wns like the coyote In ever nay member of the. family wanted a . , ... . ii i - ..ii.i ,. i slice of bread be seized the loaf, carved that he dldnt yield so quickly to fury !nff nn m(.h am, uf, hi knlfl, as that gray wolf, his brother. But jto the roll of bui'er in the center of when It did come, It senred him. It. the table, and spread the slice of bread hnd come now. . Simon couldn't mil-1 as It lay in the palm of his hand . .. . . i i..i i. .1,-' Today tins woman is cultured mem- tuke the fnct ; he snw It plain in th llt , meU,ty wlli(.ll ,lllnlD(.rl, milollK glowing eyes, the clenched hands, the tn traditions and forms the use of thinly drnwn lips. ' Dave was remembering cut bread, previously sliced, butter the pain of the blow Bruce tad I given ; phitos and butter -h. con him nnd the smart of the words that mx Hlmit t broaA wlli(.h ,. pin,d had preceded It. on the individual butter plnte. and that i. ......4. i h.j iima there's nothing she so ciijovn as a foray xou aim ... - ,,lt0 ,,pr vmza nt night. Kor Mien she cession down there by the creek, j ,. herself a "proper hunk" of bread Simon suggested slowly, "when your and lay tho butter on with a right good ...... ...no Inrnm lit nrtnma nth toolr will. . --. ..... ... .... Iinppy ending. ' Hut unless two irom mnercnr worm love ho much t tint they will respect each other's beginnings ami find a path they enn trend side by side, their paths will diverge and their'liciirts will he sunileio 1 instcnit ot uniteu in ineir nurnni;? 01 inequality. the gun. What's the use of trying to He to me?" "Be did. What could I do?" "And now you Want him potted. from ambush," ! V "What's the me of waiting? Who'd oiow?" The two men stood face to 'ace in the quiet and deepening dusk jf the barn; and there was growing inoil fercneo to many of the things which determination on each face. "Every the son of a millionaire actually imbibes . . . ' . - I. u:. ,l...n'u ...lib Jliy our chance Is less and less," Dave i ""' " " ' " "" " '" .,-' P0 ', went on. "With this land behind him, I th,,ro re radical changes which we. can he'd be In a position to pay old. debts, make only nt cost of u tremendous and I'm telllne vou. We should have met conscious cttort. But like most trifles it is Hvnihnlic. Should your' circle be nn unbreakable bund when love calls and bids vou mnrry? It is hard to forget tho custom of your country. It is tiitnruit to oreiiK nii'iiv Fcnrn tlin I rnilil l.uiu nf vntiv hlnnil. Aiid tins education which the daughter of a poor in n receives from liomo ana school and life Itself Is a nrenaration for Independence, struggle, simplicity and of "What Do You Mean? Out With Itl" in gent now, not Insolent as usual. "Good Lord, man, don't yon know that If Bruce gets that down to th settlements before the thirtieth of next month we're lost nnd nothing in this world can save us? We can't drive him off. like we drove the Rosses. There's too much law down In the volleys. If he's got that paper, there's onlf one thing to do. Help me saddle a horse." "Wait a minute. I didn't say he had It. I only said lie knew where It was. lie's still an hour or two walk from here, toward Utile, river, and If have to wait for hlin on the trail, we've got pjentjr of Mme. And of iilm on the trail and let the buzzards lalk to him." ' "' "Yes," Bimon echoed in a strange half-whisper. "Let the buzzards talk lo him.". ':.. . . Dave took fresh heart at the sound of that voice, "No one would have ever knowed It,", he went on. "No one would ever know It now. ' They'd find rils bones, some . time, maybe, but Ihere'd be no one to point to. - They'd uever get anything against us. I tell you it's all the way, or no way at alt. Tell me to wait for him on the trail." "Walt. Walt a minute. How long before he will come?" i "Any time now. And don't postpone this matter any more. We're men, not babies. He's not a fool or a cow ard, cither. , And he's a shot I saw that, plain enough and how'd you like to have him shoot through your windows some time? Old Klnilni and Llndn bnve set him on, and bo's hot for It." VI wish you'd got that old heifer when you got her son," Simon said. Ho still spoke calmly; but It was plain enough thnt Dave's words were having the desired effect. "So 'he'a taken up the blood-feud, has he? I thought I gave his father some lessons In that a long time since. Weil, I -Suppose we must let lilm have his way'.' "And remember, too," Dave urged, When a man lit woman marries outside the accustomed social circle much extra 'liort is iiuucu io urn riHiuucii mr tnu normal adjustment to living m mo mar. riflpi.' iinrtitttrNhhi. I The "Cinderella myth" stops with yefi dlmr bells. Tbo formula tor the. old- ' I ln.. ......... tu ....) .... were married and lived happily ever alter. uut uist. is romance. Hcalisin is a bit different. 1 I know two "L'indcrellns."' Onf hod such a miserable time with the array ol table silver at nil the diuncrs to which her new in-laws invited lier that she seemed awkward and dull. lit criticizing her manners, Jier new family made 11 imposMiDlu lor ner to snow tier lino fibor. Hhc hnd two yenrs of anguish In a world which Hcasoned its food and lis conversation in a way silo culdu't digest and understand. Hlin didn't bring up her haby to suit her husband and his clan. But she loved her prince, so she stuck it ont and studied thu ways of his world. She didn't find them any more pleasing than those of her own group but tliey were tho customs of the now country into which she had come. And she learned. But she confessed to me not long ngo: "I can't seo how I ever stuck it out. I wan proud of being a trained nurse. And 1 spent five years apologizing for what I knew and trying to hiiio whut I didn't. I don't believe It wns my lovo ns inuc.li as my determination to mnko good which saw mu through. But there uro lacerations to my pride I can never forget, i And I can't get over the fnct that my husband had to apologize for mo often, and that even now lie d rather have a French governess bring up our children .than trust them to me. And yet we've made good I d do it over nualn, Judge Refuses to Kject roor Tenant Chicago. Oct. 21. Judge Henry if. Walker refused to order Larry Apple- . linus, quarterback for the Logan Square football team, to vacate his flnt when lie learned that, the man was homo in bed, suffering from a broken leg. "I can't throw a inun out of his flat wlieu he has a broken leg", the judge told .Mrs. Applehnus when she appeared with information that they hnd been served with notice to viicnte. "I'd like to build a house fur the owner nnd tho tenant, but I haven't Hie money.-' Keep the flnt until November 1 and then como to see iudire Walker also refused to make Mrs. Augustine l!ux. ninety-three, move from n house, where t--Jie hns lived for twenty yenrs. He also refused the sug gestion of the attorney for the owners that they be allowed to help the woman find another home Dy saying: "I never heard a good suggestion innde by an agent in this court." , r , rr Broken Door Glass : , Enters Boy's Heart T.nn Angeles. Oct. 21. James Thomas. fourteen-year-old pupil in tho Iuglewood high school, in opening tuo ooor ui ran front entrance, broke the glass nnd a sharp pointed fragment struck him In He did not realize that it had penetrated deeply, ns bo felt no pain. Laughing nnd talking with schoolmates, he reached the com) his nnd fell dead. The glass had entered his heart. , . Cv-;-'; Mosauitos Infect v Their Chief Enemy T.iunnvl1ii tw. 21. -j bciitue. fever hns been more prevalent ithan usiiul this summer, nnd a few-weeks ago a cam paign of extermii'.ntion ot mosquiioa, winch sprend the Infection, war begin', headed by Cliy Health Officer W. W. McDonald. Now 'he-is. 'n vic'im of l oisenso and will be out of the fight for a couple of weeks. He says t'-ni as sooa rs the moi initnrs got wiso to tho plan for their eradication they concentrated their efforts on him nnd Inoculated him a few days ago while lie wnii headingau nil-spreading raid into the swamp. Tho fever rarely Is fatal, but It Is very dc blltioting, and so long as breeding places for mosqnitoon cxist tjic foyer ..will ye- 'what you told hlin when yon met him i suppose. But I'd nevor let my dnugli In the store. Vou snld you wouldn't warn him twice." 1 ,' 1 . "I remember." The two men were silent, but Dave stood no longer mo tlnnless. He was shivering all over .with malice and fury. ' 'Then you've given the word?", he asked. ' "I've given the word, but I'll do it my own way. Listen, Dave." .Simon stood, head bent, deep In thought. "Could you nrrnnge to have Linda and the old hag out of the house when Bruce gets hack?" ' .,' ', - "Ves '' ; ' "We've got to work this thing right. We can't operate in the open like we used to. Tills man has taken up the blood-feud but the thing to do Is to let him come to us." . . - . . "But he won't dp It He'll go to the courts first." ' ' i Simon's fnce grew stern. : "I don't want any more Interruptions, pave. I m?nn we will want to give the Impres sion thnt he attacked ns first on his own free will. What If he come Into our house a man unknown in these pnrls and something happens to him there In the dead of night? It wouldn't look so bad then, would It? tlesldes If we got him here before the clan, we might be able to find out where that document Is. First, how can you dell when he's going to come?" ' 1 . ' f (Continued Next Saturday) , .. . PENDLET0NJURVT8 NOTABLE IVndli-ton. tlrii.i Oct. 1(1, (United Press). jury selections In Vmatilia county this term made history in two instances, -The first was the selection of Kdith M. Frnker ns fnrrmsu of the grand jurr, the first woman to hold such a post in this county. The second wns the calling nf Albert Minthorn. a full-blooded I'matiHa In dian, on the trial jury venire. Minthorn is Uie first Indian to h called for Jury dntv during the :il rrnri l'instlll.1 rcwr votloh Indian, hnto held lli'ir citutn- biy, tor -marry, ns far out - of her uatural Myliero as I did." ;.. . -.. - , . . v The other Cinderella has estranged her husband from Ills family. Hint has given liiih love In return for social -ostrl-'cisin.' She aches over tho price site has cost her prince. And she wonders wonders from duy lo day if Somo time he will not turn to her with bitter words of reproach. . - The world was startled a few yenrs ago by the marriage .if a wealthy soci ety girl to a chauffeur. Divorce solved their problem after they hnd failed to adjust themselves to tho man's scale of living. Today women of Independent means are more and 'more frequently mating with poor men. ' But wealth aad poverty are not such worlds apart as era cus toms, training and tradition. - The poos young man who is ambi tious and clever is trying to mnko some thing of his life to climb out of tbo rut. The things toward which ho. is striving may come In ten yenra through his own effore or toilc through mar riage. And he educates himself to ap- preciote them when Ihey do come. And the same holds griod for the poor girl who Is cither young enough or ambitious enough to fit nerself Into a new environ ment, humbly and eagerly. She msy be moulded nnd absorbed by tho traditions of her new circle. ' . Any ambitions, eager, humble nnd clev er youth-flr maid .ia aided by cufterncag in t.he upward climb to iner things soci ally and mentally than Jiave been' pos sible from the cradle. - Broad-minded, adaptable men and Wo men know that love has to be earned, and Hint congeniality and happiness are not to be hnd without effort and work. They do not-expect lo draw any free prise in marriage.' Th'y know they havri to win their way. . ; ' Constant adlnstment to new thoughts, customs, traditions and manners is no easy task. The man or the woman who mnrriePH outside his or her own socinl circle takes on the task of Just suoh effort. Ccoseless vigilencc, earnest watching o tbo "custom of the country" will not be denied, are the sternest necessities if one who marries outside his own social circle would be happy. If the price la not too great If tbo alertness is not too much for a lazy, luxury-loving soul - then the marriage of "prince" and "pauper" or "quoen" piiil "suepberd". pas a cbauce (or tht) cur every summer. r ' THEOLOGICAL PROBLEM ' "Mother, s'posing I died, should I go to heaven?"- .; "V ri : . "Yes, dear." "S'posing I died because a blgnbear swallowed me. would ho hnvo to go too?" Punch (London).- : Serious Bladder Trouble. "Could not stand nor sic nnu was forc ed to cry out from Inlense pnln," writes Henry Williams,- Tnrklo, Montana. 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