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*2 •i i 1 V I K ng^T-j rfiif tP:&: I i'-£r ,*§fl %:i3 •:!,:• If' !y Rt5? '•.v/.'J"'- M§. 1 it v**n* -*1 Cepfr)|ht by STEWART KIDD COMPANY a The Bi MOLLY SAVES WILTON, SYNOPSIS.- Looking over Big Muskeg, a seemingly impassable swamp in the path of the Missa tlbi railroad, Joe Bostock, builder of the line, and Wilton Carruthers, chief of engineers, are considering the difficulties. A rifle shot instant ly kills Bostock and breaks Car ruthers' arm. Handicapped as he is, Carruthers determines to carry' the body to a station of the Hud son's Bay company, where one Mc Donald is the factor. CHAPTER I—Continued. —2— The portage was firm Ice, although It offered no foundation for a railroad bed. It ran between two openings In the low bluffs, and the store was vis ible from the farther shore. The Icy blasts pierced through Wil ton's fur hood and mackinaw as If they had been cotton. His feet seemetP like foreign bodies attached to his legs, up which he could feel the numb ness creeping by Inches toward his body. And when at last he reached the portage he looked out with In credulity toward the opposite shore, seeing only a ^flickering line of shadows through the slit between his frozen eyelids. Resolutely clasping the frozen form with his right arm, he stepped out upon the surface. The wind, which blew through the gap with hurricane violence at almost all times, had Bwept the Ice as a broom might sweep a rink, In enormous circles, glassy and Arm, with whirling snow-piles round them. Wilton could progress only by Inches, fighting the full blast of the gale, and seeing the line of his route only In fractions of seconds. He saw the bluffs in front of him, and the opposite shore nearlng. And he fought furiously against the creep ing numbness, knowing that each sec ond counted for victory. It was per haps a hundred feet farther. He opened his eyes an Instant. Eighty now —seventy, perhaps one last effort to cross the portage. i Fifty feet! With all of will and •consciousness that remained Wilton .•set his face resolutely toward his pending place, and strode on into the 3bank of snow piled up by the wind be meath the shelter of the bluffs. His ieet sank through the crackling sur face, he struggled shoulder-deep to Svin the last lap of the way. And of a sudden the ice broke under him and, twenty-five feet from the shore, the snare of Big Muskeg held him. Instinctively he sought to gather purchase from the sides of the sink hole Into which he had fallen. The tourniquet-stick dragged through the yielding snow, the elbow of the arm that ifeld Joe's body rested upon the Ice. One instant he buoyed himself by this means over the peaty slush that sucked at him beneath. Then, with a last cry that sounded above the roaring of the gale, he yielded. And, clutching Joe's body to his own, Wil ton went down. CHAPTER II The Imprint in the Snow. McDonald, the factor, lay on his bed In an upstairs room of the house •whose lower story was the trading store, and looked out through the win dow over the swamp beneath. It was two weeks since Molly had found him lying with closed eyes on the floor, Nvlth the flushed face and heavy breath ing of apoplexy. For two and twenty years McDon ald had lived there, serving the com pany. Little had changed during that time. The chief change had been in himself and, since this was to be meas ured rather by isolated happenings than the steady progress of time, Mc Donald could have counted on the fin gers of one hand the scale-marks of his life. The little finger was his arrival at Toronto'from Aberdeen, drawn to the New World by stories of life In the service of the famous company. The third finger was Mary. He had met her In Toronto, soon after his arrive,' In Canada, and she liad been born In his own town, though he had not kntrtvn her there. Molly knew vaguely that he had championed her in trouble that had come upon her, for which she was not to blame. There had been a blackmailer, a brawl, a knife-thrust, a blow struck wildly with some implement a dead man, a white-faced girl clinging to him, and then the silence of the starlit streets. Donald McDonald stlil bore the scar of a ripping wound along his right forearm. That had been their courtship. The next day McDonald had married her, and brought her to the trading post. Six months later he was in charge of It. They had! been happy during the year that passed before he laid her under the tamaracks, and after that Donald McDonald had lost all wish to return to Aberdeen or to pursue ad venture farther. Mary had been the third finger on the hand of McDonald's .destiny, and Jier death was the. middle one. The first- w»s Molly, and it was about her that his thoughts clustered eternally. Two seasons at the mission school v ..W Lake, a winter in Winnipeg V- VICTOR ROUSSEAU —these comprised the girl's experience of the outside world. She helped her father in the store, and was a capable judge of mink and muskrat. She could bring down a moose at a thou sand yards, and guide a canoe down Horseshoe rapids. She had gone to the Indian camp, five miles away, with medicine for a sick papoose, at daybreak, leaving her father In the care of Jules Half head, the Muskegon, a deaf mute who worked for the factor during intervals of wandering in the bush, trapping. She did not like to leave him, for he had become more morose since his ill ness, and his mind seemed affected. When at last she entered the factor's room above the store, radiating youth and health, she saw with consterna tion that he was lying weakly on the pillow, and breathing as heavily as on the day of his stroke. "You're feeling no worse, father?" she asked, sitting down beside him and taking his hand in hers. "I'm no worse," said the factor, thickly. "Yon took the letter?" "It will leave tonight. But I wish you had let me write that you are ill. The company would bring you to Win nipeg. They can do wonders at the hospital there, and you'd soon recover the use of your limbs." Ever since his stroke the factor had dragged his right leg, and his right arm hung by his side. He hrfrdly ever left his bed, and then only to sit, wrapped In his caribou robe, staring out through the window at the port age. "I'll no go to Winnipeg," said Mc Donald. "I'll just stay here until I'm better. I'm thinking the Dog Tooths will be bringing In their peltries next week. I'm thinking I'll no buy De cember skins this winter." "I was thinking the same. The fall was too late they won't be purchas able till the middle of next month. But the Dog Tooths will want debt." "They'll get no debt," said McDon ald. "See to it, Molly! But I suppose the squaws will get on the soft side of ye, and it takes a man to handle them. I'll have to get well," he continued, speaking with feverish energy. His mind, which had turned from one idea to another, running from Its fears, now leaped upon them. "What'll ye do, Molly?" he demanded roughly. "There, my lass, I didna mean to put it to you like that. But where'll ye go if I dinna?" "Don't let us think of that, father." "Aye, but ye canna stay here. I should have spoken before." In his distress he fell into his native speech. "Mony a nicht I've laid awake think ing on It, before I had the stroke, In the windy wacht here. I thocht I'd brocht ye up unspotted frae the warld. And noo—" She laid her other hand on his. "If the worst should happen, I can take care of myself. Don't fear for me, fa ther," she said. "If ye could have the store. That'd be best. But the company wouldna have a woman factor. The company's eonsalrvative. And the old store'll last out my days and yours, in spite xs The First Was Molly. of Joe Bostock's folly. That's what Mr. Bowyer called It when he was here for the moose In October. Joe Bostock'll never cross Big MuSkeg. And If. he could, where'd he get his freight and passengers? "If ever this country's opened up, Tom Bowyer will put his own line through. He was telling me so. But there's naething here but the moose and caribou and the Indians. It's,always been that way It always will {be so." He caught her by the sleeve. "Ye'll no ^see Will Carruthers again!" he shouted. "I'm not likely to. unless hie comes this way," she answered In a con strained voice, dreading the outbreak of violence which she knew would fol low. "Aye, but he'll be here. I ken the uion and bis kind. The sight of a pretty face is meat and drink to him. He'll be here, and me lying helpless abed. I tell yq^ I ken the mon. Mr. Bowyer was telling me about him. His name's a by-word among decent folks." "Well, Mr. Bowyer's own reputation isn't the best," she retorted, nettled that she was forced to champion Wil ton. "You know Mr. Carruthers has an Interest in Joe Bostock's line. Of course, Tom Bowyer would try to set you against them I" The factor's face grew purple with rage he choked for utterance. "I ken the whole scheme weel!" he shouted. "When you went to Winni peg you got in thick with Kitty Bos tock, and never a mall comes In but there's a letter from her. She and' Joe are going to get you there, to leave me here alone. Aye, I read that letter the woman wrote you, telling you that your life was wasted here. I ken what the warld Is I learned It one night In Toronto, years ago. And, mark me, I'd rather see ye lying dead at my feet than the plaything of a man like Will Carruthers!" Tha$ had been the burden of his re proaches ever since Tom Bowyer's visit the autumn before. Bowyer had poisoned his mind against Wilton—Molly was sure of that. She suspected that Bowyer had some hold over her father. She knew that, years before, he had secured him his position with the company. As it happened, the company needed men for training^—Scots for the service had become a tradition in North Britain since the days of McKenzie. And the company does not pick its employees out of the highways and byways. Molly had known Tom Bowyer since childhood, although his visits to the trading post had occurred not oftener than ohce in two or three years. She had heard much to his dis credit in Winnipeg, and had verified it when he spent a day or two at the portage in October. Bowyer saw big ger game In prospect than the moose, and. as a beginning, resolved to rid himself of a possible rival—Wilton. Molly had spoken well of him, and Bowyer was a kqen reader of mind. When the storm of her father's rage had passed, the girl went down and stood miserably In the doorway. His insane outbursts were driving her. to the very course he feared. Only his Illness kept her from going away. She looked out, her mind In a turmoil of doubt. Big Muskeg was at its loneliest. The gale was driving the snow before it in clouds like spray, and the wind howled through the gap in the bluffs. As the girl stood there she fancied that she heard a cry come across the frozen swamp. She slipped on the hooded coat which she had left in the store, and went slowly toward the portage, lis tening intently. The driving wind had swept a portion of the trodden road clear of the fallen snow. In this, near the edge of the muskeg, she saw the Imprint of a man's snowshoe coming from the swamp. Her eyes, trained to observation, detected instantly that there had been a loose string under the ball of the foot, which had trailed, leaving an oblique blur across the Impression. There was the one Imprint, and no paore. And, as she looked at it, a gust of wind drove a cloud of snow over it, obliterating it. Molly stood up. The discovery, which seemed of no impor tance, passed from her mind. Again she listened. Then, with the uncomfortable feel ing that she was being watched, she started and peered into the under brush. A pair of beady eyes watched her. They were those of Jules, the half-witted deaf-mute. For the mo ment Molly was startled. Then she stepped forward, and the Muskegon vanished soundlessly among the under brush. As the girl stood there she thought she heard the cry once more. At once she was running down to the edge of the swamp and, standing her ground with difficulty in the fierce gale, she peered out, sheltering her eyes with her hand. Then, dimly out of the whirling snow, she saw a figure stumbling to ward her, bearing on its shoulder something that looked'like a railroad sleeper. Sometimes It vanished from her sight in the circular whirl of sleet, at others reappeared, stumbling into the drifts, but ever nearing her. It was within twenty-five feet, of her when it/ slipped, and there followed the crash of the, rotten ice beneath its feet. The figure broke through the slushy layer into the muskeg below. Thus Wilton Carruthers came to the portage for the fourth time. And on this occasion he was saved by the dead man, for whose lifeless body he bad risked, bis own life. For, as he fell, still clutching at what he bore, the stiffened form slid out over the un broken surface and held him head and throat above the bog. .'V In a moment Molly was running to: ward Wilton. Oiice his head went un der, and she cried out in despair, but he reappeared, and: seemed to telln^ automatically to his support, for his eyes were closed and be was uncon scloua. Bis fece was frozen white 1 WMmmmmim It was only the contraction or if frozen sinews of his fingers that y.i him his hold on Joe's body. It was then that, In her liorrir Molly recognized Wilton: Shei crei toward the brgak, and lay down on tlir Ice, groping toward him with he hands. She shouted to him to hold fas and, finding that he was already ui conscious, crept cautiously nearer oye the cracking surface. Then she saw what it was that Wil ton had been carrying, and she recon nized Joe. Stunned momentarily li.\ the shock, she nerved herself to the task of rescuing the living. She still crept forward until the upper part of her body extended across the break She pluced her hands beneath Wilton's shoulders and tried to lift him. It was a task beyond her powers As she ,strained to it, suddenly' the ice broke all about her, and In a moment she was floundering beside Wilton ID the water. At this place the underbed of the portage was of peajt mixed with sanu, covered with water rather than slime. Molly's feet touched bottom. The wa ter was only shoulder-deep. With quick resource she managed to draw her feet up from the swamp and to drag Wilton forward a pace or two thus freeing, him from the clutch of the muskeg. And now she felt firm sand under her. She continued to drag him toward the shore and, as they moved, Joe's body, still clutched In the set of Wilton's stiffened fingers, slid grotesquely over the surface of the Ice beyond. i And somehow, breaking the rotten ice in front of her body as she moved. And Somehow, Breaking the Rotten Ice In Front of Her Body as She Moved, the Girl Succeeded Jn Get ting Wilton to the Shore, the girl succeeded in getting Wilton to the shore. From that point, half dragging and half carrying him over I the snow, she reached the store at last. She pried the stiff hand from Joe's body. That was the hardest of her efforts. Molly left Joe's body upon the threshold and got Wilton into her lit tle room behind the store. She raised him on the bed and laid him down, his head upon her pillow. Her teeth were chattering from the deadly cold that gripped her, and her own hands were numb, but she man aged to strip xjff Wilton's socks, his hood, mackinaw and sweater.. His face was not badly frozen, but his hands and feet were marble white. Suddenly the girl saw the blood that discolored the sleeve of Wilton's shirt. She ripped the sleeve from the shoulder. She saw that the arm was broken and that a bullet, entering be- hind, had passed obliquely out, leav log a small but not dangerous wound. The blood had long since ceased to flow and clotted the wound in a con gealed, frozen mass. The danger from the frostbite was 'the more Immediate. Molly took snow from the threshold and began to rub his face, his feet and his fingers. For nearly an hour the girl persisted, never ceasing her efforts, in spite of her weariness, and the thawing, dripping clothes about her. And at last the white skin began to be suffused with an angry red. Then ((he washed away the clotted blood from the arm and nerved her self to the task that "must he per formed. At the Moose Lake mission she had nursed an Indian with a frac tured leg, set by the superintendent, and this experience was all she had to go ,by. But the break was a simple one. She brought the edges of the bone together, made splints from pieces of packing-case and wound the whole tightly with cloth smeared with bear's fat. Then she heated some broth and poured It, drop by drop, down Wilton's throat. When she could do no more she took her clothes out of the room and cbaniged in' another, kept for travelers, separat ed by a thin partition of pine planks. She had Just finished when, she heard her father Bhuffllng' down the stairs. It was the first time he bad left his bed. The girl ran to the door In fear. .- "Bowyer got jio further, for Wilton's fist shot out and landed jairly. ^. .h|« .w6uih^. .:i TO BE CONTINUBIX) WotB«coming,Perf»aps. to prefer halo to a hat—London Opinion. 1 VARIOMETER SET ON A VERTICAL PANEL Method of Building This Receiver and Setting It Up Ex plained in Detail. The radio receiver described here Is one using a variometer for the tun ing circuit And mounted on a vertical panel, 6 inches by 8 inches, in stead of a horizontal base board. To support the panel In a vertical position a small base, boalrd -four Inches wide by six Inches long and 1-2 tp 5-8 of an Inch thick is screwed to the panel. The material required for the vari ometer follows: One piece of bakelite or stiff card board tubing, three Inches long and 8' 1-4 Inches outside diameter. Cost about five cents. One peice of bakelite or stiff card board tubing 1 1-4 Inches long and 2 3-4 inches outside diameter. Cost about five cents. 100 feet of No. 26 DOC wire. Cost about 25 cents. Six inches of 1-4 inch outside dia meter brass tubing costing about 25 cents. Four small blocks of wood as shown In Fig 18. One panel 6 by 8 by Inch. Eight small round-head 1-4 Inch long brass wood screws. One base board 4 by 7 by 1-2 Inch. One standard four-Inch diameter dial /tAd knob to take 1-4 Inch shaft, cost ing about $1.50. Seven binding posts. Fig. 18 shows how the details of the varloiheter are assembled. The rotor Is wound with 40 turns of the No. 26 DCC wire, dlveded In to two groups of 20 turns, each sym metrical with respect to the center •jWirtfhrtf line of the rotor. Start 1-16 of an inch in from the edge of the rotor and wiild on 20 turns, then, crossing over on the other side of the center line, wind ou 20 more turns, so that the end of the second grpup of 20 turns will terminate 1-16 of an inch in from the end of the tube. Bring out the end of the rotor winding on the inside of the tube. Cut two blocks of wood, A and in Fig. 18, from pieces of 3-inch soft wood and fasten tfiem as shown dia metrically opposite each other on the Inside of the rotor tube with some small wood screws. Drill two shaft holes, one through each side of the tube over the thick portion of the wooden block. The diameter of this CRYSTAL SEt IS ALL RIGHT In Its Own Way It Is Quite as Efficient as the Vacuum Tube Outfit The small crystal receiving set which may be likened to "the poor man's set," contrary to reports heard in some quarters, Is quite MKfH & as efficient In Its way as the much higher-priced and elaborate vacuum tube outfit. While these set* are usually not guar anteed to receive more than fifteen or twenty-flve miles, some amateurs have succeeded in hearing music over a fifty-mile range. But the most amazing of all Is the report which comes from a retailer In New York, who says that he has suc ceeded In connecting up an amplifier with his pet. Despite the handicap of being entirely surrounded by steel sky» scrapers, this set Is In dally opera tion. Radio Warns of Thunderstorms. Detection of approaching thunder storms in time to make necesskry ad justments in .'operation Of electric service is a valuable practical use of the radio, according to the report of the electrical apparatus committee of the National Electric Light associa tion presented at the conveatloii -lb Atlantic City.' The radlo also sprves to detect defects In' electrical .appa ratus aui efiidRment rnQre, efficiently han aay' cither agency/ the report Fig. 20 is a plan view of the set showing the location of the tube socket, grid condenser with grid leak and phone condenser. A receiver of this type is very simple in operation, since the wave length Is entirely controlled by one knob and the detector by the other knob. ft. .fs: hole should be such .that tt be a forced fit for the 1-4 inch diameter shaft The winding on the stator is similar to that on the rotor. There are 40 total turns divided Into 'the sections of 20 turns each. The beginning and the. ending of' the-stitor findings are 15-16 of an lAch from the ends of the, tube. When the rotor Is assembled inside this Stator, the winding on the stator should fall Just above that on the rotor/''' .... After the rotor and stator are wound, give'them tt thin coat of shel lac and allow It to dry thoroughly be fore attaching the wooden blocks. As semble the blocks- on the rotor and stator and then give the assembled part a second thin coat of shellac. Put the variometer parts in a hot dry place and allow them to dry Until all the volatile matter has been driven a off. This will give the windings a hard finish that will not. absorb mois ture, yet protect them from mechanical Injury and hold them In place. The vertical panel upon which the set is mounted Is six Inches high and eight Inches. long by. three-eighths of an inch thick. It should be of a clear, close-grained wood' that has been well dried to prevent warping. The panel is fastened to the base board, which iq four inches by seven inches, by one half Inch thick, by means of the screws. Before mounting any of the parts, the panel base board should be finished. Staining the panel .dull rifXm black and shellacking the base board will make a pleasing combination. Fig. 19 shows how the varlotaeter is assembled on the paneU The center of the variometer Is three and one quarter Inches up from the bottom of the panel and two and three-quarter Inches from end. The assembling drawings are all to scale and by re ferring to them, all the details will be made clear. SPARKS The man who uses bedsprings In place of an aerial might at times be accused of "lying down on the Job." The University of South Caro lina,. Columbia S. O, is planning to erect and operate a broad casting station by popular sub scription. It is hoped that S12,-' 000 will be raised. The difference between party line telephone service In the country and radio- service is that all the neighbors are expected to listen in in both cases, but1 no one objects In the case of the radio. i A magnifying violin, for radio purposes, has been Invented by: a musical genius. Its use by beginners should he prohibited by law. What the violin begin ner needs Is a soft pedal of pro nounced ability. To tell of their issues of new honds and Quote prices on r^gto lar Issues a firm lh San Fran sco has adopted the radio phone. Besides famishing the bond news to local investors, the fljm in time intends to have a broadcasting station to £eep in touch by wireless tele bhone with Its branch houses, In addition to/ having the -regular -telegraph wlrifc1 ,v I'lWWIll ®i|^ :V I •'Si? '1% •jj 3-