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TIIE EtJOENE 'DAILY: GUAEH.
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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." ,
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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.
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' 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. "The
doctors snld I had inflnmmntlon of the
bladder nud an operation was necessary.
Tried Foley Kidney rills' and improved
at once. Tell nil my friends about Foley
Kidney Pills ns It will save many from
suffering and perhnps, na in my case,
a dnngernus operation.'' Bladder and kid
ney trouble demand prompt treatment.
Foley Kidney Pills give- quick relief.
Sold ovcrywnorn. . . , . ...
Of this be sure
Each loaf is
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to vvrwa
BREAD
STAGE
From Noti, Elmira, Ve-
'neta ,. ' v '
r-'Lv; Not! i ..... .8:30 a.m.
. Ly. Elnyra it'... .9:00 a.m.
Lv. Vcneta .... .9:00 a.m.
Lv. Veneta and Elmira -....1
pja.
To Veneta - -
LV. EuRorto . .. .11:30 a.m.
To -Elmira, Voiiota and
- Noti. - --" '
Lv. Eugene . . . .4:00 p.m..
Office&Draper's - Store,
Venfcta, Main St.
Stnfco Terminal, EuReno,
Sovpnth nnd Olive.
E. W, Inman, Mgr.
" Vcneta, Oregon. '