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CHAPTER XII Continued.
There was another pause. broken
only by the rustle of leaves and the
rushing of the river.
"Beulah was right" he raid, at last.
"Beulah Is a wonderful girl, and
beautiful."
"She will not be wanting to go back
home with us," said the mother.
"So much the better. Mary. Mary,
we have no home to go back to!"
She looked at him with a sudden
puzzled, half-frightened expression,
"No home. John? No home? You
don't mean that?"
He nodded and turned his face
away. "I said I hadn't told you all.'
he managed at length. "I aold
the farm."
She was sitting on a fallen log, very
trim, and gray, and small, but she
seemed suddenly to become smaller
and grayer still.
"Sold the old farm." ahe repeated,
mechanically.
"Yes, I sold the old farm." he said
again, as If finding some delight In
goading himself with the repetition. "I
thought I saw a chance to make a lot
of money If only I had some ready
cash to turn In my hand, and I sold It
I thought I would be rich and then I
would be happy. But they took the
money last nlglit Tbey found out
about It some way, and took It. and
nearly killed our boy. Mary, you
worked bard all your life, and today
you have nothing. I brought you to
this."
She saw It all, and for the moment
her heart shrank within her. But she
saw. too, the futility of It alL She
might hare upbraided him; she might
have returned In part the sorrows he
had forced upon her, for he was
wounded now and could not strike
back. But she rose and stretched her
arms toward him.
"You said I had nothing John. You
are wrong. I have you. I have every
thing!" "And It was to you. beloved,
to you, a woman of such great soul,
that I could do this thing. I
6hould be utterly wretched. But
I'm not" lie spoke slowly and delib
erately, as one having ample time, and
with the diction of earlier years. "I
should be scouring the valleys with a
troop of men, hunting for our money.
But I'm not It seems such a puny
thing, It's hardly worth the while ex
cept for the happiness It might bring
to you, and Beulah."
When they returned to the house !t
was almost evening, and they found
the doctor from town busy over Allan.
"Would have killed nine men out of
ten," he told Harris, quite frankly;
"but this boy is the tenth. He's bad-
What a Wonaerful Soul He Vasl
ly hurt, but he'll pull through, If we
can arrest any Infection. Ills consti
tution and his cleun blood will save
him."
Before the doctor left Arthur In
quired If the police had any further
details of the crime. Harris appeared
to have lost Interest In everything ex
cept the members of his family.
"Quite a mystery," said the doctor.
"I understand one of the robbers was
shot, and I will go on up from here to
make on examination, as coroner. To
morrow the police will bring out a
Jury, and a formal verdict will be re
turned. A systematic search will ulno
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be undertaken to recover the money,
as I understand that you" turning to
Harris "suffered n heavy financial
loss In addition to the Injury to your
son. Of course. It Is Impossible to say
how many took part In the affair, but
It Is not likely the outlaws numbered
more thnn two. In which cuse they are
both accounted for. The one captured
had no money to sneak of In his pos
session, but he may have cached It
somewhere, and when lie sees the rope
before him It will be likely to make
him talk. They seem to have a pret
ty straight case against him. Not ouly
was he captured practically In the act
but they have another Important clue,
lie owns up to his name frankly
euough, and It seems the revolver
found on the scene of the crime had
his Initials, 'J T.' Jim Travers, cut
In the grip. In fact, he admits the re
volver 1 What's wroug. Miss Har
ris? Are you III?"
Beulah's breath had stopped at the
mention of Travers" name, and she
staggered to a chair. Harris, tso, was
overcome.
"we knew htm down east," Beulah
exclaimed, when she had somewhat re
covered her composure. "I could not
have thought It possible!"
"I didn't think he would have car
rled It that far." said Harris, at length.
speaking very slowly and sadly
Jim. Jim. you ve made a worse mis
take than mine."
Mary learned of the disclosure in a
few minutes, and followed Beulah up
stairs.
You poor child!" she cried, as she
overtook her daughter.
It's not me," she shot back. "It's
Jim. He must be saved. som wt
It's Impossible to think I won't think
It no matter what thev savl Let
them find what they like! But
he's In a hole, and we've got to get
him out."
The mother shook her head with
some recollection of the blindness of
love. And yet her own heart refused
to accept any Idea of guilt on the part
of Travers.
I want to be alone, mother." said
Beulah. "J want to be alone, to think.
I'm going down by the river."
As she strode rapidly through the
paths In the cottonwoods the girl
gradually became conscious of one
dominating Impulse In her maze of
emotions. She must see Jim. She
must see him at once. She must see
him alone. There were thlnsrs to be
said that needed that admitted no
witness. She knew that Arthurs or
one of the men would wilUjigly tide to
town for her, or with her, but this was
a task for her alone. They must know
nothing until It was over.
Outwardly calm, but Inwardly burn
ing with Impatience, she returned to
the house and went through the form
of eating supper. Then she dallied
through the evening, giving her at
tention to Allan until all the house
hold, except her mother, had gone to
bed.
I will watch with Allan tonight"
her mother said. "You need rest more
than I do. Lie down In my room and
try to get some sleep."
Her mother kissed her, and Beulah
went to her room. But not to sleep.
When silence filled nil the house she
slipped gently down the stairs, through
the front yurd, and Into the corral.
Fortunately her horse had been Sta
rJet. She harnessed him with some
difficulty In the darkness, and threw
herself Into the saddle. For 100 yards
she walked him; then she drew him
off the hard road on to the grass and
loosed him Into a trot Half a mile
from the house she was swinging at a
hard gallop down the dark valley.
More than once even the sure-footed
ranger almost fell over the treacher
ous badger holes, but she had learned
to ride like the Buddie Itself, and she
merely tightened the rein and urged
him faster.
At a crossing her horse almost col
lided with a boy returning home from
some late errand. "Oh, Mr. Boy," she
said. "Come here, please, I want you
to help me."
The boy approached hesitatingly, as
though suspicious that some kind of
trick were being played on hlra.
"Can you tell me." she said, In a low
voice, "where the Jail Is? I'll give you
$1 If you do."
"There ain't no Jail here, miss," be
replied frankly, evidently satisfied that
the question was bona fide. "There's a
coop, but you wouldn't give a dime to
see It. It's Just a kind of a shed."
"That's Just whut I want to find."
she continued, "and I'll give you $1 to
show me where It Is."
"Easy plckln'," suid (he hoy. "Steer
your horse alons this way." ,
He led her through the main part
of the town, lo where a one-story build
ing, somewhat apart, stood aloof In
the darkness,
"Some coop, ain't II T" snld her guide,
with boyish Irony. "My dud says that's
what we sit fer votln' against the gov
er'uient. The fire truck's In the front
etui, an' there's a cell with bars be
hind. lo you want to see that, too?"
"Yes, that'a what I want to see, but
I can find It myself now, thnnk you."
She dismounted ami made her way
to the buck of the building. She saw
the outline of a dor. which wns un
doubtedly locked, and further down
the same wall wns a little square win
dow, with bars on It. There appenrvd
to be only one cell, so there was no
problem of locating the rltfltt one.
She stole up along the wnll. but the
window was too high for her. Search
ing about the Uttered yard she found
a square tin, Kuch ns the rune hers use
to carry con I oil. Mounting this she
was able to bring her face to the barm.
"Jim." she snld. In n low voice, lis
tening Intently. But there was uo re
sponse.
"Jim." she repented, a little louder.
She fancied she heard a stir, and the
sound of breathing seemed to cease.
"Jim Travers 1"
"Yes!" came a quick reply. "Yes I
Who Is itr
"Come to the window, Jim."
In a moment she saw the outline of
his face through the darkness.
"Beulah Harris," he demnnded. In
his quiet voice, "what are you doing
here?"
A great happiness surged about her
at the sound of his vole and the
"What Are You Doing Here?" Said a
Sharp Voice.
warmth of his breath against her face.
I might ask the same, Jim, but such
question are embarrassing. Anyway,
I am on the right side of the wall."
She saw his teeth gleam In the dnrk-
ness. liut a wonderful soul he was!
"But you shouldn't have com like
this," he protested, acid his voice was
serious enough. "You are compromis
ing yourself."
"Not I," she answered. "These bars
are more intiexiuie tiian the stlrTest
chaperon. And I Just had to see you.
Jim, at once. We've got to get you
out of here."
"How's Allan?"
"Getting better."
"And your father? I'retty angry at
me, I guess."
"No. Father Isn't angry any more.
He's Just sorry."
Times ore changing, Beulah. But If
he wound thut sack around my neck
In sorrow, I don't wunt him at It when
he's cross."
She laughed a little, mirthful ripple.
Then, with sudden seriousness, "But,
CAME WITH THE GLACIERS
Little Clnqucfoll Made First Visit to
America Hundreds of Thousands
of Years Ago.
Near the very tip of Mount Beacon,
on the Hudson highlands, there grows
small white flower known to bot
anists as "Bolentllla Trldentata," or
three-toothed clnquefoll. Its history
Is as long as Its name, urid goes back
hundreds of thousands of yeurs. In
that remote period of the world the
glaciers came creeping down from tie
north, burying under snow and ice
all the country north of Long Island
and central New Jersey. The cln
quefoll came with It, for the clnquefoll
Is a hardy little chop, and loves the
bitter weather as much as tha famil
iar snow blossoms.
When the glacier took up the great
retreat a few flowers and a few birds
and beasts were left stranded la a
climate that slowly but surely warmed
until the summers were almost tropl
cul In their heat, and, not being de
signed for such torrid days, the spo
cles slowly died out, first the flowers,
then the beasts and lastly the birds.
until now there are tunny varieties
Jim, we shouldn't be Jesting. We've
got lo get you out of here."
"I'm not worrying, Hculnh " lie tin
swereil. "They seem lo I. in o drop
on ine, but I know a few I. they
don't. Shall I tell you whut 1 know?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because It would seem like arguing
trjlng to prove you are Innocent.
And you don't need to prove anything
to nie. You uudersinnd? You dou'l
need to prove anything to me."
She felt his eyes hot on her fare
through the darkness. "You don't need
to prove anything to me," she re
peated. "Have you thought It over, Beulah?"
he snld. "I have no right, as matters
stand, to give or take a promise, I
have no right "
"You have no right to say 'as mat
ters stand' as though matters had sny.
thing to do with It. They haven't
Jim. No, I have not thought It over.
This Isn't something you think. It Is
something Hint come to you when
you don't think, or In spite, of your
thinking. But It's real more real
than anything you can touch or handle
more real than these bnrs, which art
not so close a you seem to fancy "
And then, between the Iron rod
across the open window, hi lips met
hers.
"And you were seeking life.
Beulah." ho said at Inst "Life that
you should live In your own way, for
the Joy of living It And "
"And I have found It." she answered,
tn a voice low and thrilling with ten
derness. "I hnve found It In you. We
shall work out our destiny together,
but we must keep our thought on the
destiny, rather thnn the work. Oh.
Jim. l'tu Just dying to see your home
stead our homestead. Atid are there
two windows? We must have two
windows. Jim one In the east for the
to in, and one In the west for the moun
tains." "Our house Is all window, a yet."
ho answered gayly. "And there Isn't
nl much as a fence post to brenk the
view."
"What aro you doing here?" snld
sharp voice, and Beulnh felt a though
her tin box were suddenly sinking Into
a great abyss. She turned with a lit
tle gasp. Sergeant (Jrcy stood Within
arm's length of her.
(TO llii CUNTINL'ED.)
Joke Was on Conjuror.
A very well-known aud (opulnr con
Juror, who shall be nameless, has
many amuMng stories to tell of Inel
dents which huve befallen him during
his career. He says: "I do not think
I was ever so nonplussed In my life as
I was when performing my card and
rabbit trick, some time ago. 1 ask a
member of the audience to tear a card
into small pieces and give them all to
me except one. I-ater In the trlrk I
produce a rabbit from a box, and tied
round Its neck Is a card with a piece
missing. It is then found that the
piece which the member of the audi
ence holds exnetly fits and complete
the second card. On this particular
occasion I allowed the rnbblt to re
main In the box too long, and when
I produced him found that he had
chewed the card on his neck to bits.
Needless to suy. the laughter, when
the audience grasped the trick the rab
bit had played on me, was loud and
long."
A Stiff Upper Lip.
Keeping tlff upper Hp Is all right
but there's nothing commendable
about It Everybody keeps a stiff up
per Up; has to. The upper Up enn't
be anything but firm. Ever watch a
child overcome by emotion? It's the
under Up that trembles, arid then the
Juw drops, to open an exit for the
roar. Next time tell him to keep a
stiff lower lip. It won't sound right. It
will luck punch arid probably will full
to Inspire the subject to the proper de
gree of steadfastness, but you'll have
the npprovul of the purist. Loulsvlllu
Herald.
that have been destroyed. The clnque
foll Is one r.f tho few that remained
true to type, and Is now found In plen
ty near the Arctic circle. In appear
ance It resembles somewhat tho wild
strawberry plunt both In blossom and
leaf, although the fruit Is not edible,
being small, dry and bitter.
What the Hair Reveals.
The Turks Halm women with short
Intellect have long hulr. The Alba
nians say with more finality, "Long
hulr, little bruins." Other contributors
say much tmir Indicates ungovernable
temper and Inclination to melancholy.
Even have they gono so fur as to say
a great abundance of hair meunt one
were hulf a fool, as Stevens quotes
from Flora, "A tlsty-tosty wag-feather,
more hair than wit" "If a girl has a
great deal of hair," quoth another
source, "she will marry poverty, while
the girl with little hair will murry
rich." Next In bad grace with the
folklore authorities Is the enviable
curly hair. "It's a sign of a scold,"
says one. "If the hair fulls In Utile
curls at the buck of the neck It meuns
an curly widowhood."
When In doubt abstain. ZoruustKi.
BOY'
SCOUTS
3
(Cun.1url..t tr Nllcinl Council of lh ll'T
Seoul nl Amflc
WHY I AM A SCOUT
The following statement, written by
boy scour, appeared In n Chicago
iiew spnpvr lit connect Inn with a cam
paign for scout funds;
"I am a boy scout bocnuse I believe
In the doctrine of the Boy Scouts of
America America first. 1 believe In
the service to others which the boy
scout have mnde the premier Issue,
and I bellevo that the future of thU
government. If not of the world, rest
In tho hand of tho boy scout of to
day. "But what have the boy scout dot
ami w hy should they m helped? I lur
ing the war they were ready to an
swer tho summon of their country at
any time. Being too young to shotiiucr
a gun, they set to work at home to
ralso money for the Bed Crosa, to Mil
Utterly bond and war saving slumps,
only In the Inst few days of the cam
paign, to the few who were not
touched heforv. They were ready to
resjMMid to their country In giving first
aid. carrying message, or doing any
thing they were called upon to do. For
this they received only a word of
gratlflintioii fnxn their government,
but they were not after praise.
"The boy scout I trained to rescue
a person In danger, anil to apply nrst
aid to hi wound until the doctor
comes. The doctrine of service Is ever
prominent, for the 'goud turn dully' U
put Into practice all over. A scout
can bo trusted and will never break
hi word r commit a theft. A scout
I loyal and oh.dlent to the right, kind
to dumb animal, of service to man.
friendly toward other and cheerful
hi LI actions. Ho has to past certain
toets Which give Mm a greater knowl
edge and a broader view.
"You ere now being asked to con
tribute some money to tlte boy scout
In order that tbey may continue their
good work. What Is your return? A
safe government for your children,
based on the principle of love, un
selfishness and common sense. Them
ned be no fear for the future of
America If placed lu the hands of the
boy scouts."
SCOUTS LOCATE STOLEN CAR.
The new plan whereby police re
ports are sent broadcast by wlrvles
every evening bad an Immediate, n
torestlng and worthwhile rowult. On
a certain evening a large amount of
police data and reports were relayed
to the high power radio station of the
American iUdJo and Itcscnrch cor
poration In Medford. Mus.. and
hurled through the air In a WO tulle
radius for the Information of some
8,000 amateur operator. Among the
Items reported were the number,
make, engine, etc., of a car which
had been stolen from Hun ard square,
Cambridge, the dny before, Among
tho "listeners In" was a boy scout
named Buniey, who wrote down the
details of the theft, for practice In re
ceiving. The next duy, walking along
tho street In his home town, the lad
noticed a cur standing deserted by the
roadside which was of the make of
the stolen roadster. He luado a quick,
mental note of tho number and rati
home to compare It with his radio
notes. The two tallied and ho at
once telephoned tho police and the
car wus restored lo Its owner.
SCOUTING A WORTH WHILE JOB.
B. K. Willow of Philadelphia, a ten-
year scout man, suys ;
"It has been a great pleasure to be
associated In scout work through
these pust ten yeurs. Whatever It may
have meant to tlio boys It has meant
a great ueaJ to me. The seven years
when I was actively engaged with tho
different groups of boys as scoutnms-
ter huve brought u great deul of pleas
ure to me. If every man could come
In contact with boys thus Intimately
he would find It helpful In many ways
even though It takes time und means
the sacrifice of things men hofd dear.
"After tho experience of these ten
years in connection with work for
boys I utn convinced thut there Is no
better progrum for character building
Hum the scout progrum and I hope.
that I nmy huve a hund In It for yeurs
to come."
STUDY MOSQUITO WARFARE.
Boy scouts of Newurk recently went
on un Inspection hike to tho nenrhv
marshes to observe the methods und
prufilco of mosquito extermination us
conducted by the locul mosquito ex
termination commissions. The boys
will cii in p on tln meadows.