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THE WILLIAMS NEWS"
5 H The Strength 1 1 of the Pines I By Edison Marshall Autttor of The Voice of the Pack Illustrations by Irwtn Myers 8 v v LIKE WHAT YOU EAT ... . YOU CANT HELP LIKING IT IF YOU GET IT FROM The City Market J. H. MEHL, Prop. I FRESH MEAT, TENDER AND PLEASANT FLAVORED FRESH FRUITS, PLUMP, RIPE, DELICIOUS. FRESH VEGETABLES, CRISP, SOUND, SUCCULENT They Make Wholesome Eating a Pleasure . s PHONE ORDERS GIVEN CAREFUL ATTENTION I Formerly Johnson & McConkey Market. , Phone 62. Buy Fishing Tackle Here ' We carry a large line of the best. ALSO - Pocket Knives, Eversharp Pencils, Kodak Films, Daylo Flashlights, Post Cards, and other handy articles to take 1 on camping trips A FINE LINE OF CANDIES AND CIGARS Parlor Barber Shop AND- Pocket . Billiard Room BAUMGARTNER & FOUSHA SAGINAW & MANISTEE LUMBER COMPANY Williams. Arizona MANUFACTURERS OF ARIZONA SOFT PINE' GRAND CANYON LODGE NO. 14. Meets Every Monday Night Visiting Knights are cordially invited to attend. CARL LaSALLE, C. C. WILLIAMS LODGE No. 15 Meets Every Wednesday, 8 P. M. N.G., Guy C. Rfgrg: Secy., J. "W. Lee V. T. H. Gureton Treas., Harry McDoog-all VISITING BROTHERS ALWAYS WELCOME HOUSE FOR SALE 4 rooms and For Rent: Cozy little cottage, well in good condition. " For further par-furnished. Reasonable rent. Near titulars call Chas. Whitfield, phore school. MRS. CHAS. SWEETWOOD 7- adv.Phojie 114. adv. Conrrislat by uttle. snn a Via. "When I pot older, I tried other tacks. I wrote to the asylum, enclos ing a letter to you. But those letters were not mailed, either. f "Now we can skip a long time. X grew lip. I knew everything- at last tind no longer lived with the. family f menffone"" before". T" came here, fb this old house and made It decent to live in. I cut my own wood for my fuel except when one of the men tried to please me by cutting;, it for me. I wouldn't use it at first. Oh, Bruce I wouldn't touch it !" Her face was no longer lovely. It was drawn with terrible passions. But she quieted at once. - "At last I saw plainly that I was a little fool lhat all they would do for me, the better off I was. At first, I almost starved to death because X wouldn't use the food that they sent me.' I tried tjo grub it out of the nil . But I came to it at last. But, Bruce, there were many things I didn't come to. Since I learned the truth, I have never given one of them a smile ex cept in scorn, not a word that wasn't a word of hate. "You are a c'ty man, Bruce. .You don't know what hate means. It doesn't live in the cities. But it lives up here. Believe me, if you ever be liever! anything that it lives up here. The most bitter and the blackest hate from birth until death ! It burns know that I can make you under stand." She paused, and Bruce looked away into the pine forest. He believed the girl. He knew that this grim land was the home of direct and primitive emotions . Such things as mercy and remorse were out of place in the game trails where the wolf pack hunted the deer. "When they knew how I hated them," she went on, "they began o watch me. - And once they knew that I had fully understood the situation, I 'was no longer allowed to leave this little valley. ' There are only two trails, Bruce. One goes to Elmira's cabin on the way to the store. The other encircles the mountain.. With all their numbers, it was easy to keep watch of those trails. . And they told me what they would do if they found me trying to go past." "You don't mean they threatened you?" v She threw back her head and laughed, but the sound had no joy In It. "Threatened! If you think threats are common up here, you are a greener tenderfoot than ever I took you for. Bruce, the law up here is the law of force. The strongest wins. The weakest dies. Wait till you see Simon. You "11 understand then and vou'll shake in your shoes." The words grated upon him, yet he didn't resent them. "I've seen Si mon." he told her. She glanced toward him quickly, and it was entirely plain that the quiet tone in his voice had surprised -lf.fErTli Perhaps the Faintest Flicker of Ad miration Came Into Her Eyes. her. I'erhaps the faintest flicker of admiration came Into her eyes. "He tried to stop you, did he? Of course he would. And you came, any way. May hesiven bless you for It, Bruce:" She lesined toward him, ap pealing. "And forgive me what I said." Bru-e stared at her in amazement. He could hardly realise that this was the as me voice that tiad been so torn with passion a moment before. In an instant all her hardness was gone. d the tender seas of a sweet sad Picture It In Your Home this Wonderful Warm-Air Furnace that Looks Like a Phonograph This picfture shows the installation ot an Estate Heatrola in a modern' six room hpme. ' , ' Picture one in your home. Sec what a wonderful improvement it is over a heating stove. Note how beautifully it blends with other home furnishings. It combines the effi ciency of a furnace with the appearance of a phonograph. Estate Heatrola is a furnace not a stove. Placed in one of the living rooms, ' it heats 3 to 6 connecting rooms, in even the coldest weather. . Burns any kind of coal, and uses less coal than a stove. . . Beautifully finished in grained mahoga -ny a vitreous enamel,, practically ever lasting. You can rub and dust it with a cloth, just as you db'your furniture, "Heats 3 to 6 Connecting Room J. E. NICHOLS PLUMBING CO. wholesome nature had taken its place. He felt a curious warmth stealing over him. "They meant what they said, Bruce. Believe me, if those men can do no other thing, they can keep their word. Tbay didn't just threaten death to fife." TTJjJuld hdVfe rOTi lUfe 11S. of 'd&.l. Badly as I wanted to make them pay before I ' died, I would have gladly run that risk. "You are amazed at the free way I speak of death. The girls you know, in the city, don't even know the word. They don't know what it means. They don't understand the sudden end of the light the darkness the cold the awful fear that it is:- It's a real ity here, something to fight sgainst every hour of every day. There are Just three things to do in the moun tains to live and love and hate. There's no softness. There's no mid dle ground." She smiled grimly. "I've lived with death, and I've heard of it, and I've seen it all my life. If there hadn't been any other way, I would have seen it in the dra mas of, the wild creatures that go on around me all the time. You'll get down to cases here, Bruce or else you 11 run away. ' These men said they'd, do worse things to me than kill me and I didn't dare take the risk. "But once or twice I was able to get word to old Elmira the only ally I had left. Slie was of the true breed. Bruce. You'll call her a hag, but she's a woman to be reckoned with. She could hate too worse than a she-rattlesnake hates the man that killed her mate -and hating Is all that's l.ept her alive. You shrink when I say the word. Maybe you won't shrink when I'm done. "This old woman tried to get in communication with every stranger that visited the hills. You see. Bruce, she couldn't write, herself. And the one time I nmnaged to get a written message down to her. telling her to give it to the first stranger to mail one of niy enemies got it away from her. I expected to die that night. . I wasn't going to be alive when the clan came. The only reason I didn't was because Simon the greatest of them all and the one I hate the most kept his ctan from coming. He had his own reasons. "From then on she had to depend on word of mouth. But at "ast Just a few weeks ago she found a man that knew you. And it Is your story from now on." They were still a little while. Bruce arose and threw inure wood on "the fire. OUR Over eoats COMBINE STYLE, WARMTH and COMFORT DON'T SACRIFICE COMFORT FOR STYLE NOR STYLE FOR COMFORT. GET THEM COMBINED IN ONE OF OUR NEW OVERCOATS WE HAVE A LARGE LINE TO SELECT FROM. GET YOURS TODAY DON'T FORGET THAT. WE HAVE THE FAMOUS BLACK CAT STOCKINGS FOR SCHOOL CHILDREN. THE STOCKING THAT IS' BUILT TO STAND THE WEAR. W. G. Rittenhouse -t's only the beginning" he said. "And' you' want 'me To" rpn'y'ou" aTT? she asked hesitantly. "Of course. Why did I come here?" "You won't believe me when I say that I'm almost sorry I sent for you." She spoke almost breathlessly. "I didn't know that It would be like this. That you would come with a smile on your face and a light In your eyes, looking for happiness. And instead of happiness to find all this!" She stretched out her arms to the forests. Bruce understood her per fectly. She did not mean the woods In the literal sense. She meant the primal emotions that were their spirit. "To know the rest, you've got to go back a whotfe generation. Bruce, have yon heard of the terrible blood-feuds that the mountain families sometimes have"" "Of course. Many times." "These " mourifains tit Trail's End have been the scene of as deadly a bloo'l-feutl as was ever known in the West. And for once, the wrong was all on one side. "A few miles from here there Is a wonderful valley, where a stream flows. There is not much tillable land In these mountains, Bruce, but there, along that little stream, there are al most five sections three thousand acresof as rich land as was ever plowed. That tract of land was ac quired long ago by a family named Ross, and they got it through some kind of grant. I can't be definite as to the legal aspects of ail this story. They don't matter anyway only th results remain. (Continued Next. Week)