THE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT Friday, August 11, iq ,, —did you get the Idea that the old to him. And sometimes lie drew ?»- many hoars of almost overwhelming unexpected, His host had not yet log, and he found a eomfortabl. Ilans and cowboys. And i * m day— iooellneea. Alao there were many seen his face, Yet the man knew, on the ground beside it. hl* v Woman was Linda?“ ‘ “I didn't get that Idea.” Barney an- elieve in being frank, and I tell few hundred dollars that he carried quickly. They rolled so fast from the tied up. and Bruce had been having u he wanted to know. He said that this fact that thl* was an answer to his you there's something vicious In that In his pocket did not matter one way somewhat strenuous time with his old woman sent word, secretly, to dream. He was going toward Linda, boy'* nature. It came out the very or another. He was willing to spend mouth that they blurred and ran to­ creditors. He vnderstvod the man's every stranger that came to fish or at last. The girl had been the one first moment be was In the house, all the money he had; after it was gether. “Why, Simon—you ain’t been real financial situation at last; nt his hunt in the region of Trail's End, living creature in his memory that he when the Missus was introducing him gone, he would take up some work In where I could see you. Anyway, there The Night Hours Passed. The Sense was nothin’ we could have done.” of Peace Seemed to Deepen on the death the whole business structure wanting to know If they came from had cared for and who cared for him to my eight-year-old son. 'This is lit­ life anew. “There wasn't, eh? I don't suppose He had a moment's wonder at the Man. collapsed like the eggshell It wus. here. I was the first one that an­ —the one person.whose interest in him tle Turner,’ she said—and this boy Bruce had supposed that most of the swered ‘yes.’ And the guide said was real. Linda, the little "spitfire" sprang right at him. I'd never let effect his departure would have upon you ever thought that there's yet two debts had been paid now; he won­ that she wanted me to come to her of his boyhood, had suddenly become little Turner learn to fight, and this the financial problem that had been months before we can clinch this veins. An unfamiliar excitement, al­ the one reality in his world, and as he boy was on top of him and was pound­ his father's sole ‘legacy to him. He thin«- ,nr good, and young Folger most an exultation, had come upon dered, as he fumbled Into his bedroom cabin and see her. »Uppers, whether the thousund or so "I went—and I won't describe to you thought of her, his memory reviewed ing him with his fists before we could laughed a little as he thought of It. might—I say might—have kicking him. He lowered his head nearly to dollars that were left would cover the how she looked. I’ll let you *ee for the few impressions he Dad retained pull him oft. I didn’t understand it But the idea that others also—having about somewhere in his belongings his hands that rested in his lap, then no business relations with his father the very document we’ve all of us waited a full five minutes more. claim of the man who was now call­ yourself. If you cure to follow out her of his childhood. at all." been worrying about for twenty Then he opened his eyes, First was the Square house—the ing him to the telephone. Instructions, And now the strange Nor did the superintendent under- —might be Interested in this western years.” Simon cursed—a single, fiery light had grown around him. t. "This Is Mr Duqcun," he said cold­ part comes In. The old witch raised orj >ha n u g«;—w here the Woman had stand; nor—In these later years— journey of his did not even occur oath. "But we are yelling before hands were quite plain. Slowly, as to him. ly Into the transmitter. her ann, pointed her cane at m6, and tifrned him otbr to the nurse in Bruce either. But the paths men take, seemingly, we're hurt. It Isn’t worth a cussword a man raises his eyes to a miracle, Sometimes, when tobacco “How do you do, Mr, Duncan,” a asked me If I knew Newton Duncan. charge. He was quite a big boy, nearly ten. with wholly different alms, crisscross Like as not, this Wegan will never he lifted his face. "I told her there might be several »moke was heavy upon him. Bruce when be finally left th* Square bouse. voice answered. “I'ardon me If I got The forest was no longer obscured you up. I want to talk to your sou, Newton Duncans In a city this size. could catch a very dim and fleeting And there was nothing flickering or and become Intertwined much more take the trouble to hunt him up. And You should have seen the pain grow glimpse of the Woman's face. It was dim about the memory .-f this occasion. than Bruce knew. Even as he lay In if he does—well, it’s nothing to worry In darkness. Tht| great trees had Bruce." his berth, the first sweet drifting of about, either. There is one back door emerged, and only the dusk as of Bruce emitted a little gasp of on her face. 'After so long, after so only a glimpse, only the faintest blur A tall, exceedingly slender man sat sleep upon him, he was the subject that has been opened many times to twilight was left between. He saw in half-tone, and then quite gone. Yet long 1 ’ she cried, In the queerest, sob ­ amazement. Whoever talked at the beside the window—a man well of a discussion in a far-distant moun­ let his people go through, and it may them plainly,—their symmetrical end of the line obviously didn't know bing way. Then she took heart and he never gave up trying. dressed but with hard lines about his tain home; and sleep would not have easily be opened again." forms, their declining limbs, their tall The few times that her memory ­ began again. that the eldei* Duncan was dead, mouth and hard eyes. Yet the superin­ fallen so easily and sweetly If he Dave's eyes filled with admiration. tops piercing the sky. He saw them “ 'This Newton Duncan had a son— picture did come to him. it brought tendent seemed particularly anxious Bruce had a moment of grim humor Then he turned and gazed out through as they were,—those ancient, eternal In which he mused that this voice a foster-son—named Bruce,' she told a number of things with it. One of i to please him. "You will like this had heard it. • • • • a the window. Against the eastern sky, symbols and watchmen of the wilder­ them was a great and overwhelming sturdy fellow," he said, as Bruce was would have done rather well If It me. And then I said I knew you. already wan and pale from the en­ ness. And he knew them at last, ac­ have been a It might different world. realization of some terrible tragedy "You can't Imagine the change that •£6uld arouse his foster father to an- ushered In. Only a glimpse of It, illumined by the croaching dawn, the long ridge of a quaintances long forgotten but re- •wer it. “ 'The ' elder Mr. Duncan died came over her. I thought she'd die and terror the nature of which he The man's eyes traveled slowly from moon, could be seen through the soiled mountain stood In vivid and startling membered now. last month," he answered simply. of heart failure. The whole thing, could not even guess. the child's curly heatf to his rapidly silhouqjte. .The edge of It was curi­ “The pines!” he cried. He leaped "She’s been through fire," the nurse growing feet; but no gleam of Inter­ and besmirched window pane; lrut There was not the slightest tTnce of Bruce—If yoq must know—gave me ously jagged with many little upright to his feet with flashing eyes, that was enough to tell the story. told the doctor when he came in and emotion In hl* tone. No wayfarer on the creeps. 'Tell him to come here,' est came Into the thin face. “I sup­ There were no tall buildings, lighted points. have come back to the pines!” the street could have been, as far a* she begged me. 'Don't lose a moment. the door had close«) behinil the Woman. pose he'll do—as good as any. It was There was only one person who facts went, more of a stranger to him; As soon ns you get home, tell him to Bruce did remember these words, be­ the wife's Idea, anyway, you know. by a thousand electric lights, such would have been greatly amazed by CHAPTER V cause many years elapsed before he What about parentage? Anything de­ as Bruce* could see through the wln- that outline of the ridge; and the there was no sense of loss ut hl* death come here.’ dows of his bedroom at night, Tlie ■nd no cause for pretense now. "Thia “Of course I asked why she hadn't completely puzzled them out. The cent at all?” years and distance had obscured her lights that could be discerned In this The dawn revenled a narrow road 1* Bruce speaking." written to Dunean. The answer was nurse hndn't meant such tires as sw ept The superintendent seemed to wait strange, dark sky were largely long ago. This was a teacher at an or­ along tile hank of Deer creek—a simple enough—that she didn't know­ through the far-spread ever-green'l a long time before answering. Little familiar to Bruce, because of un­ phanage In a distant city, who once He heard the other gnsp. tile brown little wanderer which, winding man. I'm sorry." bls contrite how to write. Those In the mountains forests of the Northwest. It was some Bruce, alfcrady full of secret eoiijv- smoke-clouds that had always hung had taken a crude drawing from the here and there, did not seem to know other, dread tire that sear««l the spirit that could write wouldn’t, or couldn’t came. "I didn't know of your tures as to his own parentage, thought hands of a child. Here was the original —she was n trifle vague on that point auil burned the bloom out of the face that some key might be given him at above the city where be lived. Tlier«^ at last. Jt was /the same ridge, exactly where it wished to go. I’.ruce This is Barn* Barney Wegan- were just «tars, but there were so didn't know which direction to take, 1 just got In f 'll) the West, —dlspnteh n letter. Something Is up, and all tlo* gentle lights out of the last, "There is nothing that we can many of them that the mind was un- covered with pines, that little Bruce whether up or down the creek. Bruce, and I don't know what. But eyes, It did, however, leave certain tell you. Mr. Dunean.” he said had a bit of news for month*, had drawn. iprehend their number. He gave the problem a moment's my earnest «» ,.»■»..«!.i««—•• iy iiipiithles «he said—fo to come back and lights, but they were such that their Inst, “A woman brought him hi a moon that cast a i I remen brance brought no pleasure to thought. "Take the road up th* with an infant "II Of course.” The delight find—Linda." CHAPTER ¡V a fairy j Divide,” Barney Wegan had said; ¡.nd grew rwn rd ’« face; for Barney We- about four. I Bruce si at once Bruce knew that the c nr«e bom he jiad un mother—mid e brown ipil 11 The train came to’ a «lldinc halt lay up the creek, rather than down. to me iv w- the gym fl, r Creel:, paused an infinitesimal A divide means simply the high i • es anil out lai lite near to belli "WllHl a second, and roared on In between one watershed and nr n too h bar filen ilmt's up, B jounu and of course Trail’s End la? ice change« where beyond the source of the <-r its same The creek Itself was app'arei V a II -¡sod tone, «loWll oil to 111» sub-tributary of the Rogue, the reat ¡'.U.'l - tell you, lis bag, hurled river to the south. ig in the big er tlie I followed him. fireplace bad Bruce was In a mood to be delh must « rrlght away, Muy I?" impression was one these early morning hours. He w OU phteu a ker •sene lamp. “C»f | solitude. He hadn ’ t rea«1 The light prevented nny further >Ut the way to Linda; a dream was lind no memories of 'TH be theie ill u minute." ■ks about Deer Creek, and to come true. The whole ndventur* scrutiny of the moon and stars. And her that first day. nor for the first BHice hung up, slowly descended to what remained to look at was not ■ e I.. ¡1 expected some sort of^to'.vn. was of th. most thrilling and joy- years. But all Inter memories of the his library. nn house she was only He had the face and the body of nil to beautify it. Jhere was a »tone tain men as they waited for their an Infant, But thereafter, the nurses 'The sun rose higher, and be began athlete. n man who keeps himself tit; and certain massive, dusf- local trains. fireplace, put them together often ; and when to feel Its power. The sweat cam* and there whs nothing mawkish or ef­ There were no porters to carry his covered chairs groui>ed about it. But Linda was able to tnlk, she culled him out on his bronze face, but he never feminate about him. It I* true that the eyes never would have got to bag. There were no shouting officials. felt better in his life. There was but something that sounded like Bvvova- men did look twice at Bruce-* eyes, His only companions were the stars these. They would have been held and boo. She called him that so often thut one great need, and that was break­ set In a brown, clean-cut face, never fascinated by the face and the form ann and. farther up the fast. for a long time he couldn't be sure know lug exactly why they did so slope, certain tall trees that tapered of the man who had just lighted the that wasn't his real name. Now, in They had startling poientlnlltle*. A man of his physique feels hungei to Incredible points almost In the re­ lamp. manhood, he Interpreted. quickly. The sensation Increased I d They were quite clear now, wide gion where the stars began. No one could look twlae at that mas­ "Brother Bruce, of course. Linda ■wall and cool, yet they bad a The whole scene, for causes deeper Intensity, and the suitcase grew cor­ sive physique and .question Its might, was of course a »later." at range depth of expression and than any words may ever seek and re­ respondingly heavy. And all at once seemed almost gigantic In the yel- Linda had been homely; shadow' that might mean, somewhere veal. moved him past any experience he stopped short In the road. Th* lampllght. In reality he stood small boy could notice that. Besides impulse along his nerves to his leg beneath the bland and cool exterior, a In Ills life. It was wholly new. feet and almost three Inches, and Linda was nearly six when Bruce had capaclty for great emotion* and pas- muscles was checked, like an elec­ He turmsl about until the wind was frame was perfectly In proportion, left for good; mid he was then at an tric current at the closing of a switch, aton* h's face. It was full of fragrances. — in moved slowly, lazily, anil the age iu which Impressions begin t< lie had only a few minutes to wait; strange, imlcscribahle smells that and an Instinct of unknown origin* thought flashed to some great monster be lasting. Her hair was quite blond struggled for expression within him. then Barney Wegan tapped ut hl* of the forest that could uproot a tree «eem«! to call up a forgotten world. then, and her features rather Irregular door Tills limn was bronzed by the In an Instant he had It He didn't They carried a message to him, hut as with a blow. But there had been a light In her eyes' ■un. never more fit, never straighter yet lie hadn't mad read or that any one ha«^», She had been angry at him times in collie from the fur places. The em- told him. It seemed to be rather the notice the mouth. It would be noticed terious ami profound: great truths plenty -over some childish game am' harrsssnient that Bruce had detected result of some experience In his owt that flickered, like dim lights, in his even before the dark, deep-sunken i he remembered bow that light ha«' In Id* voice wa* In hl* face and man­ i*onsci<>u»ii«*s. hut whose outline he Immediate life, an occurrence of *< eyes. It whs * bloodhound mouth, grown and brlghteue