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PAGE EIGHT THE NEWS AND THE HERALD. KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON 1 SUPERSTITI . By OREN ARNOLD CAST OP CHARACTERS C A HOI KS COLTtlt karate, HMIwtfT'i Saachftr. TIABT BLAKE. aaalars 4m4 tavlati fara! hm. HKYRY roLTM, jraaeatae. fAlh AND SILAS COLTUb praaaf tara aowa. NINA BLAKE. Staarfa alt YaatarSart Itun Vmbim 1aa tw naaatataa. aaet eallritm. ul Aaailr falls mmlrrp aalrfc 1 keck kraak, attarl? aikautta. CHAPTER Vin THRE was nothing especially romantic about tht way they found Stuart Blake Silas Colter liw him first, and grasped his father' arm. "Ain't alnt that man away ever yonder?" He was (taring In the distance. It was a man. undoubtedly. Silas unconsciously cocked the rifle he carried. The man was staggering, halt crawling. But he wasn't menacing. He hadn't even seen the Colters, In fact Carolee was with the Colters that day, but that was just hap penstance. Che had bung out her sheet signal on the morning after her experience with Stuart, but he had not met her down trail. This had piqued her considerably; she'd wait a week or more before she tried to signal him again, she promised herself. Paul Colter had gone alone to study the high plateau country, and Silas and the father had spent a day at wood gathering. On the second day they and Carolee went mine hunting. She saw the man In the dis tance, but didn't recognize him. 'He's In trouble, Isn't be?" she demanded. They had no field glasses, and he was several hundred yards away. They turned to get nearer him. "It's that Blake felier!" Old man Colter recognised him first. "OhT cried Carolee. They all spurred their horses to move as fast as the rugged terrain permitted. e CTUART still didnt lee them. He appeared not to see them even when they dismounted In his presence. He had been be deviled by many a mirage. "Stuart!" Carolee spoke to him. Nobody noticed her familiarity. . He didnt answer. He couldn't have answered, anyway. He just stared, blinking. His face was rather black, hi clothing torn. They gave him water, put him in the shade. The Colter men had to hold him off the water, once he got a sip. They let him drink a swallow at a time, with con siderable interval. Carolee bathed his brow with a moistened hand kerchief. Nobody did any talking for long while. Silas had a can of peaches In his peck, and fed Stuart the sweet juice, then come of the fruit. After that Stuart slept They sat with him until he revived and recognized them as real people, not phantoms. "Carolee!" ha murmured, and smiled. She smiled back and asked, gently, "Do you feel better?" He drank mora water, and ate mora of the food they offered. Strength was flowing back into him. "This Wednesday?" he asked. "Thursday," she said. "What happened? How long have you been here? Who Is with you?" "Nobody. Nothing happened. To me, I mean. My horse fell over a cliff and killed himself. Yester day, I suppose. Where are the panthers?" It was his last memory, and his speech was confusing. He realized he'd have to explain. "I found some mountain lion babies, panthers. Like those in the filling station zoo. Not the old ones. I expected them to come and tear into me." "They don't do people no harm," Mr. Colter said, watching Stuart intently. "Where's your boss?" "I don't know. Dead somewhere, on the rocks. Busted my canteen and lost the water all out I had no idea thirst would be like that My tongue is still thick and hard. It was hellish." FLAPPER FANNY -COM. 117 IY HU KUVtCC IMC "How'd Jimmy get another ticker "New, bjr a No Dumping sign." 1-1 1 c MS Hill Copyright, 1937, NEA Service, lne.v The Colters, of course, hsd to help Stuart out of the mountain. He wanted to walk, but Carolee Insisted that he ride and Silas gave up his horse. Carolee did most of the talking for her family. "Were you hunting gold, too?" she inquired, cheerfully. "Well, yes, I was. In a way. Not too seriously, but " He glanced In some concern at the other two men. "I mean, I was just tracing down some of the clews that everybody knows about more or less for fun. I'm not I wouldn't of course Interfere with anybody else. Just adventuring. You know what I mean." TIC felt he was talking himself Ai into a pocket He had already had one run-in with the Colter men, down town. He had no de sire to offend them again, espe cially since they had apparently saved his life. But in him was growing a new thought too. These Colters were odd, clannish, all but the girl. They had been quick to light, even to shoot Perhaps he mused si lently tor a mile or two. "Say, where's the other brother, Paul?" he suddenly asked. "He went out alone," Carolee explained. "Said he had his own ideas about hunting. Wants to find a landmark, a rock shaped like a horse's head, that shows on dad's map." "Was he out day before yes terday?" Stuart asked. "Why yes. And yesterday also. Papa and Silas gathered wood yesterday. Paul was due back last night, but he didn't come. He has water and food, though. The same accident isn't likely to happen again. I mean, like yours." Stuart didn't reply to that He was thinking. Paul Colter had been In the mountain alone, on both Tuesday and Wednesday, and was still out on Thursday. Paul Colter had im pulsively tried to kill Stuart with his rifle, over a fancied insult downtown. Paul, as well as his brother and father, did not wel come "easterners" or any other men as suitors for Carolee, yet she and Stuart had been keeping com pany. It was beginning to sound sort of melodramatic. Stuart reasoned, like an old-time story book. But by george It was also beginning to make sense! - He couldnt come out openly and accuse them, or Paul, of shoot ing at Mr. Blake, Sr., on Tues day. Or of running Stuart's own horse off the cliff yesterday. He had no proof, and here the Col ters were saving his life anyway. But It was Carolee, he reasoned, who was aiding him. Luckily for him she had ridden with her men that day. She was swell! He looked carefully at her. He had never seen such natural beauty. Back in Chicago he would already have been making ardent love to her, but out here well- Stuart promised himself to make a change la tactics regardless of her family. He thanked them sincerely when they left him st the yard gate of Superstition Lodge. (Tb Be Continued) Many motorists fail to take ad vantage of the manual adjustment for normally automatic spark with which their cara are fitted, there by overlooking an opportunity to get a maximum of economy and efficiency out of their vehicles. November, 128, was the warm eat 11th month recorded In Lon don for 15 years, although In some parts of southern England It nearly won another record for wetness. A large seaplane ramp and hangar nearing completion at the new civil airport at Singapore will be used by 17-ton flying boats to be placed In service by a British air line. Originally, Plymouth Rock was a solid boulder of greenish syenite weighing about seven tons. 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