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t t a t o r n k i s ~ a n C ~ n y eJn c R~vvaveof~ froy o Cyrus ~ '-o i`:-·: Jlli·.· r I -T~i! -I--- /r /;in, ·. /~lcx~ : · A R~ma M'' . As:; I'M II/ --t~~in~ 3'~~it~~o 1/ SYNOPSIS. an( na geamud. a frank. free and un g Phailshi ihl0 a gil, Is taken rado monta-i' by her uncle. itiandri. . oula Armstrong, ' --t- d . L, r ls i - la e with her. nt wa r.ng '-" t.i d girl, ut and Ari5s:'rlg goes east ily withiut Ha 'l tiit' answe'r his the stor, f a ruining y - Id. awtse a if.r fllt off a cliff so seriouht I it that he was wit to si,, t iet.i In pr,-v nt her he by. th' ~Id u : w ho tells th e d ,, "Enid a par. kco onf soitrs tt- s w malt are foum.! on the lead )ody. She rends the letters and 5 request k cpS themrn. While tai af'rter ya s Iteh r llg priencerd 1r5 ,g at I .t,-n int Et id iso t stoni alten to the girl's terror lar delurge transfrms bronik into gisrefl wi 1,swe.eps Enid into _qr she Is reo- u, ,1 by a moon afster a thrll aftng exper which s great in.... naful at discom t absnce ation of the storm her Matland and rd Klrkby go inan 1 the girl aEnd hr rdscoers that an i sprained and that she is un- ha is wa. b rld decris tore scuert t for helamp. The oe tan I trange mthat h n's bunk. Miner a ory, and Enid. as ter whimpt-ch *h tof the letters in her p- tl Sid of his unsuccessnful attempt W( do Matland camters lie admits o Salso from in thladelph The an blls is love with Enid. The man "a a reaiization of his love for her. Iknow that strange solitude the of the gir and herad rescuer be- an . Iand trained. The strand- M a wife he had who ins- de hd. h has casworn to ever cherish ti sby living n solitude. He and ab confess their love for th learns that he Isor the Wied hims wife n the mountdai. m, the writer of the letters wife to have been James tI tewbold decides to start to cc ofo help. The man is Sbelief that he is unfag ithtul hi nmemory, and Enid i temp it ke him of th lepatiented phil A oerod waitlander. nd a note to had left in the deerted bold now that the hrl efes in harac XIX-(Contin mont) m Cve enadmirable had been strong's outwardly success In much that ish higngh and The manl his actions-and his face ad often been lacints sec but w bess can love, and sometimes hi a, if It be given a pathesolution of Cthemon or Ipmystery. a man and prince out of it bor, and his real love for Swasmight hae done more to than he himself or on- b: -kew, him a he was, and that were who had suchame of of him, dreamed was is ITere was one thing that not do, hoever yesit Make him a patient phil lgod waiter. His rule oi the migh, but n one wa ble, in that prompt, bold was his chiefest charac certofain mornitng month ubertbreaking disaster, his oasive endurance had been to the anishon. point The range was flun in his face e. Within feet "wintecret re the solution of the mystery. ,dead or alive, beyond the apart wasn the woman he , therwas impoble for him to rhesitati longer. Common sading every apriumnt that dThced, two ddenly became not He lifted his head and irht before anothrd hwin eyedow long semicircle of horizon the mihtdesk some what, the chorde spoke of gig rientic ar tair. Of all the pl acs in Den mocked him, the insolent of the rangempart caled him moun to action. and hour af,"er hour he said under his looking to his feesu "inter or Igo." s aitland had oin wces hiten the sept bHarvinge by once come to a there was the mo some un or heintation about Arm e arse. In another moment isading in the prof Coloate room o Ithd gleThe two men were not from the demountains challengedt, alout at the other sidThe oldf the was huddleart yearned downfor n his eat, t he rampartoo old tohe mouaken and hour pt. Hte could only sat and d wait with such faint aomnd fad asep he culd still cherih nter tbNak up of them spring came. - sa rct he troubled nobody; non atimes , nobody tmarked him ed hir busineso a l more. 1e, thle more uently, thallent wased alo to the presene of hide bro the l he lamed himself. Heor had t how he had growno old to malove atmptu Heued him hournly, it and d itw not where he wand atd W aow he could have done dif ek. It w oa thelpless and home. Statced To him, obod therefore, e-him, "nded him. Robertbn, can't stand his business a lit thtle moure a nt gre and a Iiti r to him Althouh be was quite 'u't hauS -U easot it hm and face them, damn 'them, and re main quiet." es "You will never come out alive." "Oh, yes, I will; but if I don't. I ui swear to God I don't care." A Old Stephen Maitland rose unstead- ei ily to his feet ai:d gripped the back of his chair. "Did I hear aright, sir?" he asked, Y with all the polished and graceful cour- iI tesy of birth and breeding which never 1 deserted him in any emergency what- tl soever. "Do you say-" e "I said I was going into the moun- tl tains to search for her." "It is madness," urged Robert Mait- n land. b But the old man did not hear him. "Thank God:" he exclaimed with j deep feeling. "I have sat here day aft er day and watched those mighty hills, a and I have said to myself that if I b had youth and strength as I have love, a I would not wait." t "You are right," returned Arm strong, equally moved, and indeed it d would have been hard to have heard t and seen that father unresponsively; b "and I am not going to wait, either." ' "I understand your feelings, Jim, t and yours, tooeSteve," began Robert I Maitland, arguing against his own emo- I tions, "even if she escaped the flood. I she must be dead by this time." "You needn't go over the old argu- I ment, Bob. I'm going into the moun- I tains, and I'm going now. No," he I continued swiftly, as the other opened t his mouth to interpose further objec tions, "you needn't say another word. 1 I'm a free agent, and I'm old enough to decide what I can do. There is no I argument, there is no force, there is no appeal, there is nothing that will I restrain me. I can't sit here and eat my heart out when she may be there." "But it's impossible!" "It is impossible. How do I know that there may not have been some body in the mountains; she may have wandered to some settlement, some hunter's cabin, some prospector's hut." "But we were there for weeks and saw nothing, no evidence of human ity." "I don't care. The mountains are filled with secret nooks you could pass by within a stone's throw, and never see into: she may be in one of them. I suppose she is dead, and it's all fool Ish, this hope: but I'll never believe it r II! -01 tI a Ir :1I t,, a ' nt Lt If 1° "It ts Madness," Urged Robert Maltland. id until I have examined every square 4 rod within a radius of 50 miles from your camp. riu take the long chance. the longest, even." "Well, that's all right," said Rob-i ert Maitland. "Of course, I intend to do that as soon as the spring opens; but what's the use of trying to do it now?" "It's use to me. rll either go mad here in Penver, or I must go to seek for her there." "But you will never come back if you once get In those mountains alone." "I don't care whether I do or not. It's no use, old man, I am going. and that's all there is about it." Robert Maitland knew men. He re ogniatsed nality when he heard it, or when be saw it, and It was quite evi dent that he was in the presence of it then. It was no use to say more. "Very well," he said. "I honor you for your feeling, even if I don't 'think much of your common sense." "Damn common sense," cried Arm strong, triumphantly. "It's love that moves me now." At that moment there was a tap on the door. A clerk fom the outer of see bidden te ater,. announced that ela Klrkby m thes ante rcem "lring him In," directed Maitland, or eager to welcome him. I He fancied that the newcomer would bx undoubtedly assist him in dissuading at Armstrong from his foolhardy, useless enterprise. in "Morniu', old man," drawled Kirkby. cl "Howdy, Armstrong, my respects to m you, sir," he said, sinking his voice a cc little as he bowed respectfully toward y, Mr. Stephen Maitland, a very sympa thetic look in the old frontiersman's pl eyes at the sight of the bereaved fa- d: ther. "Kirkby, you've come in, the very i3 nick of time," at once began Robert ni Maitland. n "Allus glad to be Johnny-on-the spot." smiled the older man. c "Armstrong here," continued the V other, intent upon his purpose, "says a he can't wait until the spring and the a snow melt, he is going into the moun- t, tains now to look for Enid." a Kirkby didn't love Armstrong. He didn't care for him a little bit, but there was something in the bold hardi hood of the man, something in the way which he met the reckless challenge of the mountains that the old man and all the others felt that moved, the in most soul of the hardy frontiersman. He threw an approving glance at him. "I tell him that it is absurd, impossi ble, that he risks his life for noth ing, and, I want you to tell him the same thing. You know more about the mountains than either of us." "Mr. Kirkby," quavered Stephen Mait land, "allow me. I don't want to in fluence you against your better judg ment, but if you could sit here as I have done, and think that maybe she is there, and perhaps alive still, and in need, you would not say a word to deter him." "Why, Steve," expostulated Robert Maitland, "surely you know I would risk anything for Enid. Somehow, it seems as if I were being put in the selfish position by my opposition." "No, no," said his brother. "It isn't I that. You have your wife and chil dren, but this young man-" "Well, what do you say, Kirkby? INot s that it makes any difference to me a what anybody says. Come, we are r wasting time," interposed Armstrong, who, now that he had made up his mind, was anxious to be off. t "Jim Armstrong." answered Klrkby, decidedly. "I never thought much o' you in the past, an' I think sence you've put out this last projick of yourn, that I'm entitled to call you a damn fool, w'lch you are, and I'm an other, for I'm goin' into the mountains CI with you." "Oh. thank God!" cried Stephen n' Maitland fervently. "I know you don't like me," answer ed Armstrong "That's neither here nor there. Perhaps you have cause to dislike me, perhaps you have not. I don't like you any too well myself, but there's no man on earth I'd rather have go with me on a quest of this iI kind than you. and there's my hand a on it." Kirby shook it vigorously. "This ain't committin' myself," he said cautiously. "So far's I'm con- s cerned, you ain't good enough for Miss e Maitland. but I admires your spirit. a Armstrong. an' rm goin' with you. I Tain't no good. 'twon't produce nothin'. , most likely we'l never come back agin. but jest the same. I'm olin' r along Nobody's goin' to show me the f' trail My nerve and grit. 'ea n t a comes to bhelpin' a young female like t that girl. is u good as anybody's I e gusm ou'rr her father." be drawled, on turning to Stephen Maitland, "an' I ain't no kin to her, but, by gosh, I believe I can understand better than any one else yere what you are feelin'." "Kirkby," said Robert Maitland, smil ing at the other two, "you have gone clean back on me. I thought you had more sense. But somehow I guess it's contagious, for I am going along with you two myself." "And 1, cannot I accompany your'" pleaded Stephen Maitland. eagerly drawing near to the other three. "Not much," said old Kirkby prompt ly. "You ain't got the stren'th, ol' man. You don't know them mountains. nuthdr. You'd be helpless on a pair o' snow shoes; there ain't anything you could do, you'd jest be a drag on us. Without sayin' anything about myself, w'ich I'm too modest for that, there ain't three better men in Colorado to tackle this job than Jim Armstrong an' Bob Maitland an'- Well, as I r 0 - S I I m, 'AA uI'm Gain' Into th. MotIltalnb With Yea.' said, I won't mention no other names. d "God bless you all, gentlemen," fal- b3 tered Stephen Maitland. "I think, per haps, I may have been wrong, a little in prejudiced against the west You are sa men that would do honor to any family. tb to any society in Philadelphia or any- tb where else." "Lord love ye," drawled Kirkby, his t eyes twinkling. "There ain't no three a men on the Atlantic seaboard that kin t match up with two of us yore, to say a nothin' of the third." "Well," said Robert Maitland, "the in thing now is to decide on what's to be a done." "My plan," said Armstrong. "Is to go a4 to the old camp. "Yep," said Kirkby, "that's a good point of deeparture, as my seafarin' fa ther down Cape Cod way used to say; an' wot's next?" "I am going up the canon instead of U down," said the man, with a flash of inspiration. "That ain't no bad idea, nuther," assented the old man. "We looked the ground over pretty thoroughly down C the canon. Mebbe we can find sdme a thing up it" "And what do you propose to take t with you?' asked Maitland. t "What we can carry on be backs of b men. We will make a eimp some where about where you did. We can get t enough husky men up at Morrison who t will pack in what we want, and with f that as a basis we will explore the up- c per reaches of the range." of "And when do we start?" t "There is a train for Morrison in I Stwo hours," answered Armstrong. "We a can get what we want in the way of t sleeping bags and equipment between I now and then, if we hurry about it." 1 "Ef we are Sotn' to do it, we might r-as well glit a move on us," assente e Kirkby, making ready to go. to "Right," answered Robert Matlad I I grimly. "When three men set out to ut make fools of themselves, the sooner I they get at it and get over with a it the better. rve got some busi ad nes matters to settle. You two 1 get what's needed and I'll bear my share." he A week later a little band of men on n-. snow shoes, wrapped In turs to their iss eyes, every moe heavily burdened with it. a pack, staggered into the clearing u. wb re once had been pitched the Matt n' Ilard camp The place was covered Swith snow, of course, but on a shelf of in' roch half way up the hogback. they he found a comparatively level sleeaing. It and there, all working like beavers. ke they built a rue hut which they oov I ered with canvas and then with tight h y paeeked snow. and whblh wouhl keep the three who remained fromt freezing to death. Fortunately they were favored with a brief period of pleasant weather, and a few days served to make a sufficiently habitable camp. Maitland, Kirkby and Arm strong worked with the rest. There was no thought of search at first; their lives depended upon the erection of a suitable shelter, and it was not until the helpers, leaving their burdehs be hind them, had departed, that the three men even considered what was to be done next. "We must begin a systematic searc tomorrow." said Armstrong decisive ly, as the three men sat around the cheerful fire in the hut. "Yes," assented Maitland. "Shall we go together, or separately?" "Separately, of course. We are all hardy and experienced men. Nothing is apt to happen to us. We will meet here every night and plan the neat days worn. What do you my, irk by?. The old man had beena quietly smok ins while the others talked. He smiled at them in a way which aroused their curiosity sad made them esw that he had news for them. "While you was puttin' the Salshtn' touches on this yore camp, I come Scrost a heap o' stuns that somehow the wind had swept bare, there was a big rit in front of it which kep' us from seemt' It store; it was built up In the open w'ere there was no tress, an' in -ear lumberin' operations we wasn't lookia' that away. I came acrost it by any chance a--" Fight of Duck and Oyster Bivalve Conquewred by Clinging to the a Fowl's Bill Until the ard Was Drowned. Not long ago there occurred a lively contest into Maryland waters between a duck and an oyster., The oyster was victorious, but it was a fatal vic tory, for when the bivalve had killed the duck there appeared a man who killed the oyster and ate them both The combat btween the duck and the oyster was of the rough sad tua ble kind. The duck was large and full grown. It was of the diving spe es frequently seen nto those waters. Now when the oyster feeds it opens its shell so wide that the fall oystr I Itself is plainly visible. The sight of such a morsel was too great a tempts- e tion for the duck. He made a head- 4 long plunge, inserting his bill between the oyster's open shell. Like a Bs the shel cloed a the dock's beak. Then pame a strggleI for life. The oyster, which was quite I a large one, was dragged from Its bed. Swith three smaller bivalves cling ng Sto It the cluster being heavy enough a to keep the ducks bead mader water. In this way the btrd drowned. Its Sbuoyancy was seleat to oat t It with the oysters, and thus It drifted near the dock, where It was captured. When taken from the water the ey r ter was liglog to the bird's beak Swlth ech force that eomleable df Sealty was had in breaking Its hold. Ser LuMhen B r While caling on a bmseas trieud Sabout the tlunch hoar yesterday I was greatly surprised to mea his bir te. o-rapher atag and drinking fro what had the appearane olf u eg an ordinary hand ae invited to nspet a the artlae In setIs bhewerer. I was S"Well, for God's sake, old imn," cried Armstrong, impatiently. "what d you find, anything?"' 'This," answered Kirkby, carefully producing a folded scrap of paper from his leather vest. Armstrong fell on it ravenously, and as Maitland bent to him, they both read these words by the firelight. "Miss Enid Maitland, wlose foot Is - so badly crushed as to prevent her traveling. is safe in a cabin at the head T of this canon. I put this notice here to reassure any one who may be seek ng her as to her welfare. Follow the tream up to its source. d "WM. BERKELY NEWBOLD." it "Thank God!" exclaimed Robert to Maitland. - "You colled me a fool, Kirkby," said Armstrong, his eyes gleaming. "What do you think of it pow?" "It's the fools, I find," aid Kirkby OR sapiently, "that generly gits there. Providence seems to be a-watchin' over 'em." "You said you chanced on this pae per, Jack," continued Maitland. "It looks like the deliberate Intention of Almighty God." "I reckon so," answered the other, simply. "You see He's got to look after all the fools on earth to keep 'em from doin' too much damage to their selves an' to others In this yore crook ed trail of a world." "Let us start now," urged Arm' strong. "'Tain't possible," said the old man, taking another puff at his pipe, and m only a glistening of the eye betrayed the joy that he felt; otherwise his l phlegmatic calm was unbroken, his de meanor just as undisturbed as it al a ways was. "We'd jest throw away our a lives a-wanderln' round thee yre L mountains in the dark. We've got to ti have light, an clear weather. t it should be snowin' in the morain' we'd have to wait until it clared." "I won't walt a minute," said Arm a strong. "At daybreak, weather Or as t weather, I start" "What's your hurry, Jim?" continued a Kirkby, calmly. "The gal's safe; ceo t day more or less ain't gota' to make a no difference." "She's with another man." anspetrd trong quickly. you know this Newbold" ask ed Maitland, looking at the note agail. "No, not personally, but I have beard of him." "I know him," aawred Kirkby quickly, "an' you've seed him too Bob; he's the teller that shot his witD, that married LOtse Roaser." "That man!" "The very same." "You say you never saw him, Jima asked Matland. "I repeat I never met him," sMI Armstrong. flushing sddenly; "but I knew him wife." "Yes, you did that-" drawled the old mountaineer. "What do you meantr sushe Arim strms "I mean that you knowed her, that's all," answered the old man with an is nooent aitr that was also childis, - When the oth res we up ~ be mortning Armstronga's leepig hag was empty. Kirkby crawled t ot his own Swarm nat, opsed the der sad peem d out Intothe storm. Well," he sold, "I res the dam fool has beat God this tme. It don't look to me as it eves e Mcoud save a him now." arged Maitland, m "Se for yourself," asuwered the ad ap man, throwlang widerw the door. "Wae K. got to wait 'ti this wind dies down, an * less we give the Almighty the job lF lookin' after three Imstid eae." (TO 13m 1OO~IDUA) amased at the clew maer b wlM the "buffet" bg wee arrangd. ' It . ained specally mte pmlage to" sa wiches and pie, besies a fasille l.I ranremeo t with a serew top for tho cofee. To cap the ~ aian, sat sad pepeer s s were set in the sd. "It's a lttle Idea do my owa," e plataed the young worern "I ad the bas. that looks just lke as ordieary hand beag whea you r tit a tbhe street, made from t ewa drawlagp." -Boston Poet. a seay Way i Waem Wlnds "I have waesbd every wrmdow In m ouse myself, and al In se Sem. t noona," said a young woma who Is noted for aew the easest ad quickest ways to do ba sewr to a writer for the New Tatk Sun. "Ad what's morm I did at as a drep at water. No slopplg amad with wet ,r for e." de eas me mage It" aske the o led 'Just this war." was the reply. "I b a part at dsee trid aole" h sl w wd wash two dosem widows Thus I ldmrl put a ttle a elth sad rub te widow brisl a memust The dirt somes of In a twklig ad the windows ae left eleaa meed brit f takes just oe.bslf the time and is eae qne ter the work o the old sap m e water Wasted It Leeeted. At a tInquest a weood a doe to was testithri ".bhee dd the a moto r strike "r the acoroer s asked. "At the junutim of the dorsal - and earvical ve.rbse.," replied the i aediae ma. "Will you pM p int a that ot as ti. iapts ad the em Swer, pelating to a ayp at barit a eaumt a" the w alKEasss Ci@ Sais HARD FOR THE ROUSEWIFL It's hard enough to keep house If in perfect health, but a woman who is weak, tired and suffering all of the time with an aching back has a heavy burden to carry. Any womae in this condition has good cause to suspect kidney trouble, especially It the kidney action seems ditordered at all. Doan's Kidney Pills have cured thousands of women suferag in this way. It is the best-reaomi mended special kidney remedy. A NORTB DAIOTA CAIB. G s D :"Se, ,i.as tmuba. l horna at a t In the taotm had sarmp pAsI Get Dees's at my Dreg Stew 50e. s ha Doan' s Kldne POSTER-MILBURN CO., Buffal. N. T. Unconscious Verity. "Was the Indian soalping story et Tom's thrilling?" "Thrilling? It was hair-ralsingl" A great majority of summer ills are due to Malaria in suppressed form. Ias situde and headaches are but two srmp. t tome. OXTDINE eradicates the Malrisr germ and tones up the entire system. Adv. Its Kind. "The papers say carrots will make one beautifuL" I "Huh! 'That's only yellow journal. lam." At the Opera. "t That singer has a powerful volea" O "I should say so. I can't hear mp self speak when he's singing." For the Car. "She worries every time he takes the car out.'" "Yes, I don't blame her. They hal to save a long time to get that car." Easy Road in Musi. . "My boy Louie is indolent," said the d musiolan, "but I must as he is smart" A "Is he going to follow in your umb Is steps?" "No. I learned to play the claelam t II- and I've got to march at least eid it miles every time there is a parads e Loule is learning the harp, so that a they will have to let him sit down. '4 Liquid Measere. It was the time of the singing Iess m at the local council school, and the a teacher was explaining to the young hopef·ls that it a "treble," and "alto," Id a "tenor" and a "bass" sung togethr, to their united efforts would consuteit • a quartet. There seemed no trouble about that. Id and the teacher thought the elass was getting on very nitely. A "Now, Jimmy, leave of planhing I. your brother's leg anad listep to ma." td saId she. "If a base and teaor sans t. gether, what would you sll that?" by Jimmy was the sa of th6 local milt b: man, and a bright lad withal His aI at swer was not long in coming. "Please, miss" said he, "that would be a 'ptate.'" TEMPORARY POaSElSION. le tý v Will--It' all right, pas, I'm . Juest beeping this mud puddle for the o fallm wtt owns it. A DOCTO*l TRIALI. He Semeti ma sLek Lie OthL Evna doing -ood, peole Is hLrt - work if you have too eub f tt to d. An overworked Ohiob dtor tells Ms "About thr ee wrs ag u the reult o doing two ma's work, atteadin a th large -a ad kitang after the details of another busins, my health broke down eompletdy, and I was little better tha a phyial wrek. "I satfred from ad41ieotkb and co stipattom, lose of weight and appetlt4 e bloathl and pas after meals lose c " smemorr la ck et erve obse hr emon dea meta apIl.tlee.. "1 berme nitame, asly anered and despeelet wtIamt ase. 'lbs hueart's satis beesme IrreulaIr sae i wue, with brequst attacks of pali is taoh dang th Lar hear or twe "Som e OrapNuts and cat asnane a eaem for my lunLch ee daay ad 'Am plased m particolarly wit the is SM slt. I pot more satIsfatIo from it -th aa from aything I had eate fhr Smonths, ad a further tinvetisatlsm "ad use, adopted Grp-Nuts tar my Smorat and evains meals served two ustally with ream ad a sprinale e salt or sgar. "My lmprovemeat was rapid sad permsant in weighlt as owell as n physical sad mental eduruace In a word, I s a1ed wIth the Joy of 3t. lag agtain, and eetIane the dally em of OrapNats for breakfast agd ofta for the evenintag maL. "The little pamphlet, "The Road to Welvlile,' found In pLka, Is tinvar dably saved and handed to smetae* Ith e pet sg wi eih do ias tated rem al Ther's a reasou." th me stve byr Pestum C.. NItt .'reek. Nichk ma. .A5 1n Ra. a m SI