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Triumph of John Kars . n> RIDGE WELL CULLEN. A Thrilling Tale of Love, Adventure, Cold and Indians, With Its Stirring Episodes Set in Alaskan Wildness. CHAPTER I. Fort Mowbray. Murray McTavlah was seated at a small table, green bnized. Uttered with account-books and a profusion of papers Clad tn furs Jessie Mow bray stood before him. "F'ather should have hern back six weeks ago," she was saying. "You know that. He isn't back. Well?" “Allan and I have run this old post ten years," Murray answered soberly. "In those ten years there's not been a single time that Allen's lilt the northern trail on a trade when he's got hack to time by many weeks—generally more than six." "I've never felt this way before," she replied. "Where is he? Where did lie go this time? He never tells us. You never tell us. We don't know. Can’t help be sent? Can't 1 Bo with an outfit and search for him?" She gazed upon his round profile, awaiting that final word which she felt must be given. Murray McTavlah was part of the life she lived on the bitter heights of the Yukon terri tory. In her mind he was a fixture of the fort which years since had been given her father’s name. He was a young man, a shade on the better side of thirty-five, but he possessed none of the features asso ciated with the rnen of the trail. His roundness was remarkable, and em phasized by his limited stature. His figure was the figure of a middle aged merchant who has spent hla life In the arm-chair of a city office. Hut Jessie Mowbray was too uecus- i tomed to the man to dwell on these things, to notice them. His easy, ^^^■snilUng', good-natured manner was the man known to the inhabitants ot Fort Mowbray, and the Mission of St. Agatha n* the river. The man's reply came at last. It came seriously, earnestly. "I can't guess how this notion got into you, Jessie,” he said. "Allen's ihe hardest man in the north—not ever excepting John Kars. Allan's Open traipsing this land since two years before you were born, and that is more than twenty years ago. This country’s a queer hook to read. I guess Allan’s read deeper than any of us I'd say he's read deeper even that John Kars. It's for that reason I sold my Interests In Seattle, an' joined him ten years ago as a part ner In the enterprise he'd set up here. He’s able to take eare of him self " "I s'pose it’s ns you say," she re turned without enthusiasm. "If daddy's safe that's all I care Mother's good. And—Alec, he's a good boy. Hut neither of them could ever replace my daddy." Supper was ready at the house when Murray and Jessie arrived there from the fort. Allan Mowbray was aw-ninting them. Jessie's syrious eyes caught her mother's attention. Ailsa Mowbray possessed all a moth er's instinct. Her watch over her pretty daughter, though unobtru sive. was never for a moment re laxed. "Hello"' Murray cried In a startled fashion. "Here's Father Jose, and— Keewln!” Three men turned the corner of the house. Alec came first. He was tall, a fair edition of his mother, but without any of the strength of character so plainly written on her handsome features. Only just behind him came Father Jose and an Indian. The padre of the mission was a “An Unique, I Record” To celebrate their centenary of business, Messrs. Browning King & Company, 15th and Douglas Sts., are showing in their store windows full size models wearing designs of clothing as worn by our fore fathers from the time of President Thomas Jefferson down to the present day. This excellent display is full of interest, showing the won derful and startling changes in wearing apparel for men during a century. We ask the public to look at this demonstration and realize what it means to have behind us 100 years of business integrity and of know ing how. ftrouroinrj fting & (£o. ISth and Dougins Harry H. Abbott, Mgr. white-haired whitebrowned man of many years. The Indian's forehead was bound with a blood stained ban.l , age of dirty cloth "What's amiss'."' Ailsa Mowbray demanded. "Why is Keewin here? Why is he wounded?” The padre replied. "Keewin's got through from Bell river. It's a | letter to you from—Allan." Ailsa held out one hand. “Give it j to me." she said authoritatively. 1 Then, as the padre handed the letter | across to her, she added: "But first ( tell me what's amiss with him.” The padre cleared his throat. "He's held up," he said firmly. "Tho Bell river neches have got him sur rounded. Keewin got through with great difficulty, and has been wounded. You best read the letter, and—tell us." Ailsa Mowbray tore off the fasten ing which secured the outer cover of i discolored buckskin. Inside was a small sheet of folded paper. She opened It. and glanced at the hand writing. Then, without a word, she , turned back Into the house. Jessie followed her mother. ; Mu rray turned on the Indian, i "Tell me," he commanded. “Tell me quickly—while the missis and the : others are gone. They got his words. , You tell me yours." His words came sharply, Keewin was Allan Mowbray's most trusted (scout. The man answered at once, ! in a rapid flow of broken English. "Him trade," he began. "Great boss, Him much trade. Big Plenty. So we come by Bell river." He counted off the weeks on his fingers. "Bitne by Indian-him come plapty. No pow-wow. Him come by night. All around corrals. Him make big play. Him shot plenty. Dead—dead— dead. Much dead." He pointed at the ground In many directions to in dicate the fierceness of the attack. "Boss Allan—him big chief. Plenty big. Him say 11s fight plenty—too. Him Bay, him show ’em dis Indian. So him fight big. Him kill heap pleanty too. So—one. week. More Indian come. Boss Allan then call Keewin. Us make big pow-wow. Him say ten Indian kill. Good Indian. Then still fight. Not nuff. No good ten fight whole tribe. Hint get help or all kill. So. Keewin say him go fetch help. Keewin go, not all be kill. So Keewin go. Indian find Keewdn. They shoot plenty much. Keewin no care that,” ho flicked his tawny fingers in the air. "Indian no good shoot. Keewin laugh. So Keewin come fort." Ailsa Mowbray reappeared In the doorway. Her gray eyes were steady. "The Bell river Indians have turned on Allan and he needs help," she said, Murray McTavlsh promptly took command. "There's no time for talk." he said, in his decisive fashion. "It's up to 11s to get busy right away." He turned to the priest. "Fa ther. I need two crews for the big canoes right off—now. You'll get ’em. Good crews for the paddle." Then he turned on Alec. "See, boy," he said. "You'll stay right here. I'm aware you don't fancy the store. But fer once you’ll need to run It. But more than all you’ll be responsible nothing goes amiss for the women-folk. Their care is up to you, in your father's absence.” Alec suddenly burst out in protest. “And do you suppose I'm going to sit around while father's being done to death by a lot of rotten Indians? Not 'Mi your life." "You'll—stop—right—here!" Mur ray had turned in a flash, and in his voice was a note none of those look ing on had ever heard before. He looked across at Mrs. Mowbray and her prompt support was forthcom ing. "Yes,” she said, and her eyes sought those of her spoiled son. "For my sake, Alec, for your fa ther's, for your sister’s.” It was characteristic of Murray McTavlsh that the loaded canoes oust off from the mission landing at. the appointed time. Keewin com- j munded the leading vessel. Murray sat in the stern of the other. In each! boat there were fourteen paddles, j and a man for bow "lookout." Jessie and her mother were sitting in the lamplight. "Why does daddy make Bell river, mother?” Jesgje demanded. "It's a question I'm always asking myself. He. told me It’s not a place for man, devil, or trader. Yet he goes there. Say. he makes Bell river every year. Why? He doesn't get pelts there. He once said he'd hate to send his worst enemy up there. Yet he goes. Why? That how I'm always asking. Say, mother, you ran this trade with daddy before Murray came. Y'ou know why he goes there. You never say. Nor does daddy. Nor Murray, is—it a secret?" Alisa replied without raising her eyes. "It's not for you to ask me," she said almost coldly. But Jessie was In no mood to be Cheap Brands Are Expensive Don’t listen to cheap or big can baking powder stories. Re member low priced baking powders are not always economical —their use many times means disappointments —results are what count USE CALUMET th. Economy BAKING POWDER BUT BY TEST be positive of results—and cut down your baking expenses—• you are throwing away baking powderand expensive materials if you are not using Calumet1 Millions of housewives use it so do leading Domestic Science Teachers—cooking experts— great railroads and big hotels. Calumet sales are 150% greater than that of any other brand. Buy it—try it—be convinced. THE WORLD’S GREATEST BAKING POWDER easily put off. ' Maybe not. mother.” she replied readily. "But you know. I guess. I wonder. Well. I'm not going to ask for daddy's secrets, t 1 just know there is a secret to Bell I river. And that secret is between ; you and him. and Murray. That’s | why Alec had to stop right here at I the fort. Maybe it's a dangerous secret, since you keep it so close, But it doesn t matter. All I know ; our daddy is risking his life every ; time he hits the Bell river trail, and. secret, or not secret. I ask is it right! Is it worth while? If anything hap pens to our daddy you'd never, never forgive yourself letting him risk his j life where tie wouldn't send his worst enemy." The mother laid her work aside. "It's no use. child." she said de I eidedly. "Don't ask me a thing. If you guess there's a secret to Bell riv er—forget it. Anyway, it's not my secret. Say, you think I ran influence our daddy. You think I can persuade him to quit getting around Bell river." Siie shook her head. 'I can’t. No. child, I can't, nor could you. or could anybody. The secrets of that trail are his Nothing'll drag them out of him. Whatever I know, child. I've had to pay for the knowing. Bell river's been my nightmare years and years. I've feared it as I've feared nothing else. And now—oh. It's dreadful. Say. ehild. for your father's sake, leave Bell river out of your thoughts, out of you talk. Never mention that you think of my secret. As I said, 'forget it.'” Her mother's distress, and obvious dread. Impressed the girl seriously. She ondded her head. I'll never speak of It mother," she assured her. "I’ll try to forget it." Her mother abruptly held up a finger. "Hush! There's Father Jose." There was the sharp rattle of a lifted latch, and the slam to of the outer storm door. A moment later the inner door was pushed open. Father Jose greeted them out of the depths of his fur coat collar. "A bad night, ma'am," lie said gravely. "The folks on the trail will feel it—crtiel." “The folks on the trail? Is there any news?" Ailsa Mowbray's tone said far more than her mere words. "That what I've been along up to see Alec at the store for. Alec’s gone out with a dog team to bear a hand —if need he." “Alec gone out! You never told us?" Alisa Mowbray's eyes searched the sharp profile of the man. whose face was deliberately averted. "Tell me,” she demanded. "You've had news. Bad? Is it had? Tell me! Tell me quickly!" The man fumbled in nn inner pock et and produced a folded paper. "I’ve had this. It came in by runner." The mother read It aloud. "Dear Father Jose: We'll make the fort tomorrow night if the weather holds. Can you send out clogs and sled? Have things ready for us. MURRAY." Jessie came at the padre In a tone ! sharpened by the intensity of her feelings "Say, father, there's no 1 more than that note? The runner? 1 Did he tell you—anything? You— ! you questioned him?" “Yes.” Suddenly the mother took a step forward. “The truth, father.” she de manded, in a tone that would not be 1 denied. "Quick, the truth! What was ; there that Murray didn't write in that note?" Suddenly the priest turned to the woman he had known since girlhood, and his eyes were lit with infinite kindness, infinite grief and sympathy. “Yes," he said in a low voice. "There was a verbal message for my ears alone. Murray feared for you. The shock. So he told me. Allan-—" "Is dead,” Ailsa Mowbray whis pered the words. "Is dead.” The priest affirmed. A few hours later a train of men and dogs silently came through the stockade gateway. On the sled re posed a human form swathed in furs CHAPTER II. .John Kars. Seven months of dreadful winter hnd passed. Seven months since the mutilated body of Allan Mowbray had been packed home by dog tram to Its last resting place within the ■ inn swept fort he had labored so haril to serve. Father Jose and Ailsa Mowbray bad been absent from the post for the last three months of the winter. Their return from Leap ing Horse, the big town of the north ern wild, had occurred at the mo ment when the ice-pack had vanished from the rivers. Allan Mowbray hail left his affairs In Father Jose's hands. The will had contained no mention of his partner, Murray’s name, except in the way of thanks. All his prop erty. all his business interests were for his wife. When Murray learned the position of affairs he offered no comment. Without demur he con curred in every proposition set be fore him by Father Jose He rendered the little man every assistance in Ills power. Father Jose found that Allan was rich beyond his most exagger ated dreams. He found that for years i stream of weulth had been pouring into the coffers at the post in an ever-growing tide. Ho found that seven-tenths of it was Allan's and that Murray McTavlsh consider ed himself an amply prosperous man on the remaining three-tenths. Where did It all come from? How ! did It come about? He expressed no wonder to anyhody. He gave no out ward sign of his astonishment. There must be a secret. But the books yielded up no secret. It was at about this time that Mur ray McTavish told Ailsa Mowhrsy that he loved Jessie and wanted to marry her, pointing out the material advantages which such a union would bring to all of them in view of Allan's death. 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