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BYNOPSlBt Ourt Tennyeon and
Paul Bt. Clair are hot on the trail
of loor Karatcnan. tvealtny crook.
Paddling up the Lllluar into the
territory of the dangerous ttloeo
hee Indians, they overtake Sonya .
and Ralph Stchole. Eonua ie on a
mysterious mteaion ana ie diere
parding the peril in which ehe finds
herself. Curt ie much interested
in Sonya. and determinee to help
her. They eecape an ambuecade by
the lndtane. and camp on an ieland.
Curt heare suspicious duck calle
out of the darkness.
Chapter 23
NIGHT ATTACK
rMFTY yards away a canoe stopped
a. and hovered motionless. A Qu
art stood up In It and stared down
toward the Island. For perhaps fire
minutes the craft horered there.
Then It slowly backed away, blurred
to nothingness, disappeared.
"Spying out our camp!" Curt
breathed to himself.
Gradually the pink glow faded
from the mountain peaks. A big
cloud bove In sight over tbe eastern
range. Curt watched It anxiously,
afraid It would come on west and
blot out the aoooa, and plunge the
lake Into darkness Just when he and
Paul might have to beat off an at
tack.
Moccaalncd footsteps came up the
west land wash. Paul, he thought. A
moving blur shaped Itself to a hu
man figure. ., Then he saw It was not
Paul.
A dozen steps away tbe figure
(topped, looked around tor him.
"Sonya," be called quietly.
She came on to the little barri
cade. "Is one allowed to talk to the
guard?" she asked whimsically. She
crouched down with him. "1 brought
you one of my blankets and a tlncup
of coffee. I raked enough sand off
the fire to heat this, but 1 didn't ex
pos the coals."
Curt squeezed her hand. "It was
weet of you all the trouble, dear.
But you'd better take tbe blanket.
Tbls mountain air gots chilly when
: a person Isn't moving around." He
put the blanket about ber shoulders.
"Thanks, Curt. The air does have
a bite Id l-"
She did not free ber band or ob
ject to his endearin word. Her near
ness and that shock of golden-brown
balr so close to bis shoulder almost
robbed him of Ms restraint.
"Tired?" be asked gently.
"A little."
He put bis arm around ber and
made her snuggle against him.
"Isn't that better, dear?"
"Lots, Curtl" But tbon she caught
herself up and admitted more cau
tiously, "1 mean lots better than
tbe cold rocks." '
Ills Hps touched ber hair, her fore
head. "Sonya, look up at me."
"Don't,' Curt please "
whisper of protest from her as he
sought her lips. She would not al
low blm. "Dear, you must not." She
reached up her hand and touched
bis hair, running ber fingers over
It, "Curt, you've been so good, you're
ao unselfish and genorous I'd bate
myself If 1 caused you any pain."
"Pain to me? Why Sonya, you
couldn't do that!"
"But I could! You'll want me
you do even now, Curt to be more
than a friend; and 1 don't can't
Oh, 1 wish we could continue to be
Just the good friends we have been."
CURT started r little. " 'Can'tr "
ha repeated. "Do you mean that
we that I can't be more tban a
friend?"
"Please Curt, I'd rather not talk
about IU"
"Yoii've never told me anything
at all about yourself. I don't even
know your name, your real name."
"Does that mattor?"
"Or where you came from, or
where you're going when this trip's
nded. Is that fair, Sonya?"
"It's grossly unfair. I've treated
you unfairly all along, Curt But I
can't help myself. When this trip Is
over, maybe ther 1 can afford to be
honest. I don't blame you tor ask
ing questions, but ... 1 think I'll
go back to the rocks down there."
"Please don't," Curt begged.
She leaned ber tired head back
against bis shoulder, but Curt felt
ah was far away from him. alone
with ber own thoughts. He seemed
shut out by a granite wall of aloof
ness. For days be bad been vaguely
aware of some barrier between
them: now he toll It forcibly and
unmistakably. "Can't" had she
really meant that portentous little
word?
Moccaslned footsteps again, quick
footsteps, very near the sentry
box. 8onya hastily treed herself, and
draw apart from Curt.
"Here, Paul." .
The young Canadian came up to
them. "A party Just landed on the
SCRIBBLED NOIE
willow Island. They lifted out four
canoes, and they're over In that
brush."
Tbe news startled Curt. j
"Only four canoes?" he asked.
"Only four. I think tbey are carry
ing two men apiece. One turned
broadside to the moon's reflection
and I saw It d!st.nctly. It carried
Just two."
"That means we've only got eight
men to deal with. Those eight we
saw today. We ought to stand them
off without much trouble." After a
few moments' thought, be directed:
"You go back to your post, Paul. It
they start across, try to stop 'em by
shooting over their heads. If they
keep coming on, ricochet your bul
lets through their canoes. 1'U stay
here and watch tor others. They may
be planning to box us from two sides.
If that party over there Is the only
one, I'll help you turn 'em around
and head 'em the other way."
When Paul had left, be suggested:
"I'd better take you back to the
boulders, Sonya. It's safer there.
We'll likely have some swift work
for a minute or two."
"I'd rather stay here, If you'll let
me. I can help, too. If It comes to a
real fight."
Her band crept Inside her blouse,
and came out with some black
metalllo object. Curt saw it was a
small automatic a little purse-size
thing, but nevertheless an effective
weapon for close work. Once on a
portage when he bad lifted ber down
from a pile of windfall he bad felt
something hard beneath ber blouse.
It must have been this same gun.
She must carry It with her all tbe
time now..
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ON THE willow Island he saw
nothing, heard nothing. The
minutes dragged by Interminably.
He almost wished the fight would
start Anything was better than
waiting, waiting.
The big cloud bad drifted on out
from the eastern range till It was
only a little distance from the
moon. But a strong up-current
from the valley had seized It and
It hovered uncertainly, sending out
feathery wisps this way and that.
Down toward tbe camp a patter
ing noise suddenly arose. It sounded
as though the tents and canoes were
being pelted with small stones.
Sonya touched bis arm. "Curt,
what's that?"
Arrows! They're shooting up our
camp. You see, they expeciea to
kill or wound part of us before we
got out of our blankets."
Why," Sonya ' gasped, "you
must've known that's wby you
made us stay away from the tents!"
"I didn't know they'd do It, but J
1 suspected they might, so I played
safe."
The patter of arrows kept up for
two or three minutes, then stopped.
"Maybe they think they killed us
all or that we sneaked away before
they got here," Sonya suggested.
That's an Idea. I'd better let 'em
know we're still around, or tbey
might come across to Investigate."
He culled down to Paul, using the
Jargon so that the Klosohees would
understand:
Are the mosquitoes bad ther
with you, friend? It seems to me
that a whole fock of them are bus-
zing out of those wll'.ows yonder."
Paul took the hint and answered.
with a scornful laugh: "They are
bad, yes; but their bussing does not
annoy me much. Tbey are nothing
tor a man to worr. about,"
At the two voices, the Klosohees
let loose a storm of darts. The at
tack would have worn Itself out
harmlessly It the two guides had
obeyed orders. But Francois Jab
bored something In excited voice to
Jacku. An Instant later tbelr heavy
bear" Winchesters split the silence
with a blaring Itroom. I
uver on me isiana a man eriea
out, the long-drawn cry of a man
hard hit.
Curt sprang tc his feet. "You
damned crazy loons! stop that
shooting or I'll come down there
and sboot you!"
They did break off, then. Re
thought his threat bad stopped them,
but he found out later that Paul
had eprung back to tbe rock nest
and disarmed them at the point of
his gun.
About twenty minutes afterward
Paul cam's walking up the land
wash. "Clone?" Curt asked.
"Yoa They're over on the main
land by now."
The good news left Curt cold. Th
crnzy bang-banging of those two
cowardly 'breeds had exploded bis
last hope of making friends with
that band.
ICopvrtoht nil, William B. Uowery)
Tomorrow Curt osres for s badly
woundtd man.
WASHINGTON. Dec. 13. (AP) It
was only an 11-word message, scrib
bled with a stub of pencil on a
crumpled telegraph blank, but the
District of Columbia supreme court
today ruled It was worth nearly tO,
000. The message read:
"Minnie Keyes: You have been
good to me. All is yours."
Here's the story. Leonard A. Ham
ilton, s taciturn man, boarded with
Minnie Keyes at her home here for
30 years. Last March 12 a doctor
told blm he had only 34 hours to
live. The message was his will, snd
two friends who visited him Just be
fore he died were witnesses.
Miss Keyes found the crumpled
paper wrapped around a stub of a
pencil under the mattress. She al
most threw It away, but didn't.
JOB IN DISGUST
LOWELL, Mass., Dee. 13. (UP)
The entire NRA compliance board or
Lowell resigned today in a letter to
General Hugh 8. Johnson at Wash
ington which the board charged that
"effective and prompt enforcement
of tbe NRA Is not desired either by
the state recovery board or by the
authorities at Washington."
The seven members of the board.
Including U. S. Commissioner Rich
ard B. Walsh, chairman, signed tbe
resignation, copies of which were sent
to Edward A. Fllene, Boston merchant
and head of the Massachusetts re
covery board and John C. Donohoe,
chairman of the Middlesex county re
covery board.
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night, December 33.
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By SOL HESS
Catfish In Bathtub
Ground For Divorce
ST. LOUIS, Dee. la API All be
cause of a catfish, Mrs. Katie Lens
has been given a divorce from Arthur
Lena, a hucknter, etter 2S yesrs of
married life.
6he clisrrd her huftband kepi a
cstflRh In the bathtub for two weeks,
preventltyi members of the family
from tnkinjr a bath.
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Hitrtmann.
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