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SYNOPSIS! Curt Tennyson and
Paul St. Clair, tvtth Halph and
Sonya Nlchole. luit have driven
off a band of Ktosohee Indiane,
who had been inspired to attack
them &l LeNoir, halt-breed agent
ot loor Karakhan, the millionaire
crook whom urt and Paul are
tracking down. Curt and Bonya,
n whom Curt Is much intereeted,
have rescued Tenn-Og, a Klosohee
shot in the fight, and learn that
IeNolr mysteriously has ordered
that Bonva not be intured.
Chapter 25
SUDDEN DECISION
ITILL this band of yours attack
us again tomorrow night," he
laked Tenn-Cg, "or wait till they're
Itrengtbened by Slam-KIale'i men?"
Tenn-Og said positively they
ironld wait. It was only at LeNolr's
Insistence that they had not done so
In the first place.
"How long will It be till those
other men get here?"
It would take a runner two suns
and two nights to reacb Slam
Klale'a band, and three suns and
two nights for the band to come
south.
Curt continued bis questioning
tor a while but learned nothing
mora of any great importance. The
Information tbat It would be several
lays before the other Klosobees
could get there gate him an Idea.
F
, Bis body ached, his brain was all
fagged; the old leg wound that
caused bis limp was paining him
dully, as it always did when be was
near exhaustion. At times the temp
tation to tie up to the bank and go to
sleep almost overwhelmed him.
Daybreak found blm stumbling es
haustedly across a long portage tea
miles up tbe Iskltlmwah. When the
sun rose, be was halfway to bis goal.
At an overfalls pool he stripped off
his clothes, bathed In the Icy green
swirl to refresh himself, and then
forged ahead.
At mld-mornlng be paddled put
upon the lake that was old John's '
winter home. j
On the south shore, where a log I
cabin nestled under the pines, bis j
glistening amphibian was riding at
anchor. With a great sigh of relief
he dipped bis weary paddle and
beaded tor the ship. An exultation
lightened his weariness. Time and
distance, man's two old enemies In
the vast North, dwindled to nothing
when one stepped Into a plane.
Smash came out ot the cabin and
caught the prow of tbe canoe as It
nosed ashore.
"Hullo, old man! I began to think
you wasn't going to show up at all."
He noticed Curt'a haggard face, the
lines ot exhaustion. "From your
looks, you Just did get here."
"How long've you been waiting?
BLEND II?
NW YORK. Dec. X6. (AP) Dr.
Shirley W. Wynne, city commissioner
of health. Issued warning to the
public today not to buy liquor la
beled "whiskey blend' or "whiskey
compound" unless the label speci
fied the nature of the blend.
Dr. Wynne declared the public
should be Informed of what It was
getting before the purchase.
His warning followed an earlier an
nouncement the board of health was
prepared to place an embargo on liq
uors found harmful In any degee.
Chemists were set to work analys
ing samples picked at random from
liquor stores here.
A gavel made from ft branch of
the Oeneral Sherman tree In Se
quoia national park. California, has
been placed In the museum of the
Warm Springs Foundation at Warm
Springs. Oa.
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MITCHELL CASE
WASHINGTON , Dec. IS. (API
Acting Secretary Morgenthau said to
day be bad declined a compromise
lu l: Income tax case against Charles
E. Mitchell, former head of tbe Na
tional City bank, and "will proceed
with the ordinary legal processes and
collect the tax."
Morgenthau volunteered only the
following brief announcement to
newsmen:
"I have decided It I In the pub
lic Interest to proceed with the ordi
nary legal processes and collect the
tax."
Mitchell was acquitted In criminal
proceedings regarding bis income tax
returns but the government has a
civil case to collect taxes It claims
are due. Morgenthau aald the treas
ury had been asked to settle the case
but had declined.
S'MATTER POP-
By C. M. PAYNE
Sonya made the
His party would not need blm dur
ing that time. He certainly could put
that freedom to good use. For one
thing be could keep that rendezvous
with Smash; and for another he
could find out something about
Sonya who she was, wbat lay be
hind this strange trip of hers.
She herself would not tell blm, but
be believed be could easily enough
Set at the truth by a roundabout bit
of strategy.
More and more lie had become
convinced that her trip was some
crucial and weighty mission. He bad
made up hla mind to atop bis own
search temporarily and aee her
through; but he could do nothing so
long as be was worklug in the dark.
His bunt for Karakban was already
at a standstill; she was all tangled
UP In it, and bo was hampered by a
clumsy party. The quick and clean
cut way ot handling the muddled sit
uation was to find out her mission,
drive It through for her, and then go
after Karakhan.
Outside the tent be and Faul
talked bis plans ovor and agreed on
them.
"I'd better leave now," Curt con
cluded. "When day breaks I've got
to be far enough away from here
that .the Klosobees can't spot me.
Sneak my canoe down to the lower
nd of the Island, Paul Don't let
these others know wbat you're do
ing. Put In one blanket, one paddle
and a bit ot grub.
"Now, Paul, you'll be In charge
here while I'm gone. Everythlng'll
be up to you. Keep a good guard at
Bight, and make Francois and Jocku
walk tbe cbalk Una."
AT the Are be talked I tow words
with Sonya, who was making
the Indian some hot broth. Paul
came back presently and gave blm
tbe sign that all was ready. Slip
ping away from eacip, Curt burrled
down to the canoe, pushed off, and
crossed tbe dark lake to tbe Iskl
tlmwah mouth.
Not until he started up the river
on his lone trip did be realise how
desperately tired be was. Three
Bights hand-run without sleep, the
brush In the pass tbat morning and
the fight two hours ago It was the
climax to a whole week of heavy
train.
Indian hot broth.
"Three daya."
"Have any trouble uudlng the
place?"
"Not a speck. That chart was a
beaut." Out ot sympathy for Curt'a
tiredness, be nobly suppressed all
tbe questions boiling Inside of him.
"What d'you say what's on deck?"
CURT beached the canoe and un
tied the mooring ropes ot the
plane. "We're leaving here. You take
the controls."
Inside the cabin he unfastened the
mechanic's seat and rear place,
stowed them In the tuselsge cubby,
and made himself a pallet on tbe
floor.
Smash climbed Ic with the colled
ropes. "Where to, old man? North,
east, south, west, or straight up?"
"South," Curt bade. "To Van
couver. And don't let any ducks
roost on your pontoons while you're
getting there,"
Smash started the motor, stood
out upon the lake, lifted the ship
onto the step, took off, and circled
for altitude. Higb nougL to clear
the ranges, he beaded aouth.
As he passed over the first tower
Ing snow-cap, he glanced down at
his partner. With packchute for a
pillow and an arm bent under bla
head. Curt was dead alseop.
It was the stopping at the engine
that roused Curt. He had become so
accustomed to the throbbing roar
through many hours that the sudden
silence jarred him wide awake.
He sat up, trying to lace himself.
With helmet askew Smash was
slumped down In the pilot's 'seat,
dog tired, a dilapidated cigarette
hanging from bis Hps. Outside some
body was warping the plana along
side a pier and making It fast
He slid open a panel and looked
out. It was early dusk. They were
I- some good-slsed city a mass of
buildings stood limned against tbe
sky, and Into the dlatance stretched
long rows ot avenue lights.
"Where are we. Smash Prince
Rupert?"
Smash stared at him. "Hell's bells,
man, you're In Vancouver!"
"Vancouver? Already?"
"Ton mean all day. You've been
batting It off tor ten hours straight."
ICovyrioht, mi. William B. Uower y I
Tomorrow, Curt tak.a up ths dlf.
".cult trail ot senya.
Roseburg Loads
First Broccoli
ROSEBURO. Ore., Dec. 15. (API
The first carload of broccoli from
tbe Umpqua valley la being loaded
here today and la expected to be sold
on the northwest market. The car
Is made up of deliveries from the Im
mediate vicinity of Roseburg and Is
from sn exceptionally early strain.
as the major portion of the crop will
not mature until In March or April.
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