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THE WILLIAMS NEWS
I -v. , C5ffe" ' "MM m -rnE cciELi mi lre. His' prayer was that of Samson that' for a ' moment his 'strength might come back to him. 1 "r wouldn't have to worry about ,. those letters then, would I? They are , somewhere in the house, and they'd be burned to ashes. But that isn't all A that would be burned. You could may - be crawl out, but you couldn't carry . 1 . . 1 J , 1 ' - pantry .full of food. You're nearly eighty miles up here from the nearest : occupied house, with two pair ' of snowshoes for the three- of you . and . one dinky pistol. And you can't walk ; at all. It would be a iice pickle, ' wouldn't it? Wouldn't you have a fat . chance of getting down to civiliza tion?" The voice no longer held steady. It trembled with passion. This was no idle threat. The brain had already seized upon the scheme with every in tention of carrying it out. The wil derness, lay stark and bare, stripped of all delusion not only In . the snow 'these two men, its sons. "I have only one hope," Lennox re plied. "I hope, unknown to me, that Dan has already dispatched those let ters. The arm of the law is long, Cranston. It's easy to forget that fact up here. It will reach you in the end." Cranston turned through the doois Into the kitchen. He was gone a long time. Lennox heard him at work ; the crinkle 'of paper and then a pour ing sound around the walls. Then he beard the sharp crack of a match. An Instant later the first wisp of smoke came curling, pungent With burning oil, through the corridor. "You crawled from your couch to reach that gun," Cranston told him when he came in. "Let's see you crawl ut now." , - .Lennox's answer was a curse the last, dread outpouring of an unbroken Will. He didn't look again at the glit tering , eyes. He scarcely watched Cranston's f urther preparations : the oil poured on the rugs and furnishings, the kindling placed at the base of the curtains. Cranston was trained in this work. He was taking no chances on the fire being extinguished. And Len nox began to crawl toward the door. Be managed to grasp the corner of the blanket on the divan as he went, and lie dragged it behind him.' ' Pain wracked him,"anoT smoke half-blinded him. But he made it at last. And by the. time;' he had crawled one hundred feet over the snow crust the whole structure was 'In flames. The red tonguea spoke with a roar. ' Cranston, the fire-madness on bis face, hurried to the outbuildings. There . he repeated the work. He touched a match' to the hay in the barn, and the wind flung the flame through it in aa instant. The sheds and other outbuildings were treated with oil. And seeing that his work was done, he called once to the prone ft 'v-asat- He Called Once to the Prone Body ot Lennox. body of Lennox on the snow and mushed away into the silences. Lennox's - answer was not a curse this time. Rather it was a prayer, un- uttered. and In his long years Lennox had not prayed often. When he prayedat .ali, the words were burning i - mm i ft (V J lias. -si''3if.H ; :; . - . . . . - Mi correct lubricant udc for each type of engine STANDARD OIL COMPANY --a, (CALIFORNIA) CHAPTER II. Two miles across the ridges. Pan and Snowbird sinv a faint mist blow ing between the trees. They didn't recognize it at first. It might l,e fine snow, blown by the wind, or even one of those mysterious fogs that some times sweep over the snow. "Hut it looks like smoke," Snowbird said. , ' "But it couldn't be. The trees are too wet to burn." t ' But then a sound that at first 'was just the faintest whisper in which neither of them would let themselves believe, became distinct past all deny ing. It was that menacing crackle of a great fire, that in the whole world of sounds is perhaps the most terrible. - "It's our house,"- Snowbird told him.. "And father can't get Out." . She ispoke Very quietly: 1 Perhaps, the most terrible truths of life are al ways spoken In that same quiet vqice. Then both of them started across the snow as fast as their unwieldy snow shoes would permit. "He can crawl a little," Dan called to her. "Don't give'' up. Snowbird mine. I think he'll be safe." They mounted to the top of the ridge ; and the long sweep of the for est was revealed to them. The- hous was n singular tall pillar of flame, al ready glowing that dreadful red from which firemen, despairing, turn away. Then the girl seized his hands and danced about him In a mad circle. "He's alive!" she cried. "You can see him just a dot on the snow. He crawled out to safety." She turned and sped at a breakneck pace down the ridge. Dan had to race to keep up with her. But it wasn't en tirely wise to try to mush so fast. A dead log lay beneath the snow with a broken limb stretched almost to Its surface, and it caught her snowshoe. The wood cracked sharply, and she fell forward in the snow. But she wasn't hurt, and the snowshoe itself, in spite of a small crack in the wood, was still serviceable. "Haste makes waste," he told her, "Keep your feet on the ground. Snow bird ; the house is gone already and your father is safe. Remember what lies before us." The' thought sobered and halted her. She glanced once at the dark face of her companion. Dan couldn't' under stand the strange light that suddenly leaped to her eyes. Perhaps she her self couldn't have explained the wave of tenderness that swept over her with no cause except the look in Dan's earnest gray eyes and the lines that cut so deep. Since the world was new. it has been the boast of the boldest of men that they looked their Fate in the face. And this Is no mean looking.' For fate is a sword from the darkness, a power that reaches out of the mystery; and cannot be classed with sights of human origin. It burns out the;ieyes of all but. the strongest men. Yct'-Dan was looking at his fate now,'-and -his eyes held straight.' -"'-' T - They walked together down to' the ruined house, and the three of them sat silent while the fire burned :red. Then Lennox turned to them with ' a half-smile. 'You're wasting time, you two." he said. "Remember, all our food Is gone. If you start now, and walk hard, mayr be you can make it out." "There are several things to do first," Dan answered simply. "I don't know what they are. It Isn't going to be any picnic. Dan. A man can travel only so far without food to keep up his strength, particularly over such ridges as you have to cross. It will be easy to give up and die. It's the test, man ; it's the test." "And what about you?" his daugh ter asked. 'Oh, I'll be all right. Besides It's the only thing tnac can De done. I can't walk, and yon csn'i enrry mo on your backs. What else remains? I'll stay here and I'll scrape together enough wood to keep ft lire. Then you can bring help." He kept his eyes averted when he talked. He was afraid for Dan to see them, knowing that he could read the lie in them. 'How do you expect to find wood In this snow?" Dan asked him. "It will take four days to get out; do you think you could lie here and battle with a fire for four days, and then four j days more that it will take to come back?. You'd have two choices: to burn green wood that I'd cut for you before I left, or the rain-soaked dead wood under the snow. You couldn't keep either one of them burning, and you'd die in a night. Besides this Is no time for an unarmed man to be alone in the bills." Lennox's voice grew pleading. "Be sensible. Dan !" he cried. "That Cranston's " got us, and got us right. I've ouly one thing, more I care about and that is that you pay the debt! I can't hope to get out myself. I say that I can't even hope to. - But if you bring my daughter through and when spring comes, pay what we owe te Cranston I'll be content. Heavens, son-- I've lived my life. The old pack leader dies wheu his time comes, and so does a man." His daughter crept to him and shel tered his gray head against her breast. "I'll stay with you, then." she cried. "Don't be a little fool. Snowbird," he urged. "My clothes are wet al ready from the melted snow; It's too long a way It will be too -hard a fight, and children I'm old and tired out. I don't want to make the try hunger ami cold ; and -even lf you'd stay here: and grub wood. Snowbird, they'd find.; 'is'10th' deiid when' t"hfy came back In; a wW-k.V "We' can; Jnvewithdut TooVl,i Made in the West by American Workmen WHAT CAUSES BLOW-OUTS? - Full 90 per cent of all blow-outs are the direct result of stone bruises or road bumps. Then isn't it entirely reasonable that better protection for the ; fabric carcass of your tire would give you more miles? That is one of the reasons why the Gates Super-Tread Tire is delivering extra mileage. It has a wider and thicker tread to keep the bumps away from the fabric. Willfams Auto Supply Co. Phone No. 84 Williams, Ariz. and "work and "keep warm and there isn't a living creature In the hills." "Except the wolves," Dan reminded him. "Except the . wolves," Lennox echoed. "Remember, .we're unarmed and they'd find It out. You're young. Snowbird, and so Is Dan and you two will be happy. I know how things are, you two more than you know yourselves and in the end you'll be happy. But me I'm too tired to make the try. I don't care about It enough. I'm going to wave you good by, and smile, and He here and let the cold come down. You feel warm In a little while " ' But she stopped his Hps-with her hand. And he bent and kissed it. "If anybody's .going to stay with you," Dan told them in a clear, firm voice, "It's going to be me. But aren't any of the cabins occupied?" . "You know they aren't," Lennox an swered.. "Not even the houses beyond the North Fork, even if we could get across. The nearest help is over sev SATURDAY, AUG. 27TH. EDNA MURPHY and JOHNNIE WALKER in "Live Wires" A pair of new stars in a picture of college athletics. A romance of a football hero "and the girl who helped him. A big hit ! Fox. SUNDAY. AUG. 28TH. MARGUERITE CLARK in "Scrambled Wives" Marguerite Clark's back! No we mean Marguerite Clark IS back in her first picture with her own company and we'll say I it's different. Oh Boy! You'l1 ' Laugh ! First National MONDAY, AUG. 29TH. , WALLACE REID in "Always Audacious" A smashing tale of a shang haied millionaire who came back home a stranger. A cli-. max that will moisten your eyes I and make your blood thump. - Paramount TUESDAY, AUG. 30TH. CONSTANCE BINNEY in j "Such a Little Queen" Mary Pickford in this picture seven years ago became fam-. ous. Now Miss Binney has a much better one. You'll not miss a Binney picture again. Realart. WEDNESDAY, AUG. 31ST. ALL STAR CAST in "The Street Called Straight" By Basil King. Another Gold wyn Special and there has nev er been a poor one. You owe it to yo,urself to see them all. Goldwyn THURSDAY, SEPT. 1ST. MAY ALLISON in "Big Game" A big picture of the big woods of the big northwest, wherein a big game hunter tries his hand on still bigger game. Metro FRIDAY. SEPT. 2ND. OWEN MOORE in "A Divorce of Convenience" MACK SENNETT COMEDY "Made In The Kit-Hen" Did you see Owen Moore in "The Chicken In The Case?" Simply Great and this as good, .andaNEWennett riot of fun. "And Snowbird, think! Haven't any supplies been left in the ranger sta tion?" "Not one thing," the girl told him. "You know Cranston and his crowd robbed the place last winter. And the telephone lines were disconnected when the rangers left." , - "Then the only way Is for me to stay here. You can take the pistol, and you'll have a fair chance of get ting through. I'll grub wood for our camp meanwhile, and you can bring help." "And If the wolves come, or If help didn't come In time," Lennox whis pered." passion-drawn for the first time, "who would pay what we owe to Cranston?" "But her life counts first of all." "I -know It does but mine doesn't count at all. Believe me, you two. I'm speaking from my own desires, when I say I don't want to make the fi?ht. Snowbird would never make it through atone. There are the wolves, and maybe Cranston too the worst wolf of all. A woman can't mush across those ridges four days without food, without some one who loves her and forces her on ! Neither can she stay here with me and try to make green branches burn in a' fire. She's got three little pistol balls and we'd1 all die for a whim. Oh, please, please " ' But Dan leaped for his hand with glowing eyes. "Listen, man !" he cried. "I know another way yet. I know more than one way ; but one. If we've got the strength. Is almost sure. There Is an ax in the kitchen, and the blade will still be good." "Likely dulled with the Are " "I'll cut a limb with my jackkuife for the handle. There will be nails. In the ashes, plenty of them. We'll make a rude sledge, and we'll get yoxt out too." Lennox seemed to be studying his wasted hands. "It's a chance, but It. Isn't worth it." he said at last. "Yoult have fight enough without tugging at a heavy sled. It will take all night to build It. and It would cut down your chances of getting out by pretty near half. Remember the ridges, Dan" "But we'll climb every ridge be sides. Its a slow, down grade most of" the way. - Snowbird tell him he must dolt." OUR BUSINESS CREED ' TO do the right thing in the right time, in the right way; TO do some things better than they were before; - TO be courteous, to work industriously develop a kindly feeling to be satisfied only when we have satisfied you. 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