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spoke. And Bob suspected nothing.
Not even when Andrew breathed his
last, nor when he was laid beneath a
pile of stones to keep off wandering
beasts, did he suspect that Milvaine
was planning to steal his sweetheart
from him. .
"Tomorrow we'lTstart," he told her
that evening, as he went to his bunk.
And for the first time it occurred to
Marie that he -had never kissed her.
He did not hear the horses being
led out at dawn. Trembling, the girl
let Milvaine lift her to the saddle,
and they rode away together. Often
they reined in their horses to ex
An hour later MacFarlane arose
and discovered what had happened.
His slow Scotch blood was afire. He
put on his snowshoes and followed
doggedly in the horses' wake., He
knew that, soft as the ground was
with melted snow a man could travel
as fast as a horse.
The fugitives saw him five miles
away, from the crest of a hill. They
hurried their steeds; but the beasts'
hoofs, injured by plunging through
the half-frozen crust, were unable to
support them. They let them go,
watching them trot back along the
trail, and went themselves on snow
shoes. At night MacFarlane was three
miles distant. He went more slowly,
but tirelessly. All the while, by the
light of the moon, he watched the
trail. Here they had halted, here they
had gone more slowly. He knew they
were tired. It would not be dawn be
fore he caught them.
He hajl let the horses go past him.
Afoot he was their match. And alone,
unaided by man or beast, he meant to
wreak revenge with the revolver car
ried in his right hand.
The tracks were fresher. He was
nearly upon them. And he halted,
satisfied to rest for an hour. His prey
was almost in his hands.
When the dawn came up in red and
gold he continued onward. He saw
the tracks turn aside. They led to
ward a little rocky recess beside the
And there he found them. They
had fallen asleep from exhaustion.
They lay sleeping, side by side, their
hands still clasped.
MacFarlane stood looking down on
them, the weapon in his hand. He
had slipped three cartridges into it.
He could not kill a sleeping man, but
he could awaken him.
The girl smiled in her sleep and her
fingers tightened upon those of the
Suddenly MacFarlane felt himself
choking. He lowered the revolver.
Then, stooping, he laid it softly at the
girl's feet and, turning, began to
make his way back towards the cabin.
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
OSTRICH PLUMES WAVE AGAIN
Long wave the willowy plume! It's
sweeping back into fashion.
Little Ostrich "fantasies," ostrich,
bands and tiny tips now trim the
smartest of the turbans. But if you'll
permit Betty Brown to make a pro
phecy these tiny tips will bloom into
waving "willows" by the time we are
ready for. our beruffled summer
frocks. Plumes belong to the frilly
1830 period, you know.
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Henry Woodruff makes his photo
play debut in Triangle's "The Beck
Tom Ince paid $135 for a "Billie
Burke doll" at a recent charity auc
tion in Los Angeles.
Vivian Marshall, well known in Pa
cific Coast swimming circles, is fea
tured in a new Vitagraph production.
Paramount Pictures Co. has ob
tained rights to Burton Holmes'
travel pictures and will make them a
special feature throughout the coun
try. Jackie Saunders, "the Balboa girl,"
is featured in "A Daughter of the
Woods" and "The Heartbreakers,"
Balboa productions released on the
General Film program.
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