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A storm adds to the girls kinto . sudden deluge transforms brook into ).ging torrent, which sweeps ia mounto forge where she is rescued by xe tain hermit after a thrilling exper.e.. % Cam pere in great confusion upon dierm s IE Enid's absence when ty o in breaks. Maitland and Old Kirkb gs t it Search of the girl. Enid discove is un her ankle is sprained and that she is un able to walk. Her mysterious escu carries her to his camp. Enid goes to sleep in the stran a man's bunkfter which cooks breakfast for Enid., ta.The her they go on tour of inspection. attempt mit tells Enid of his unsuccessf.l ttempt to find the Maitland-campers e admits that he is also from PhiladelphTia The hermit falls in love with Enid. The man comes to a realization of his love for her, but naturally in that strange solitude the relations of the girl and her rescuer be come unnatural and strained. The strang er tells of a wife he had who is dead, nd says he has sworn to ever cherish hsir memory by livin solitude. nid, however, confess their love for each other. She learns that he is the Pan who killed his wife In the mountain. Enid discovers the writer of the letters to Newbold's wife to have been names Armstrong Newbold decides to start to tee settlement for help. The man is racked by the belief that he is unfaithful to his wife's memory, and Enid is tempt ed to tell him of the letters in her pos session. Armstrong. accompanied by ltrkby and Robert Maitlantd find a note that Newbold had left in the deserted cabin, and kInow that the girl is in his keeping. Fate brings all the actors to gether. Newb6ld returns from hunting game and sees a man near the hut. It is Tames Armstrong, who has at last lo cated the missing girl, and he enters the cabin. Armstrong pleads his love for Enid, but she reminds him of his affec tion for Newbold's wife. He grows in sulting and Enid orders him from her dpreence. Newbold returns opportunely. CHAPTER XXII.--(Continued.) Armstrong confronted Newbold therefore, lustful of battles; he yearn 44 to leap upon-him, his fingers Itched acuitne bual i td ",t bhhti he is he rubbed them nervously against his thumbs; his face protruded a little, hie eyes narrowed. "My name is Armstrong," he said, determined to precipitate the issue without further delay and linging the words at the other in a tone of hec toring defiance which, however strange to say, did not seem to effect Newbold in any perceptible degree. The name was an illumination to hin, though not at all in the way the speaker had fancied; the recollection of It was the one fact concerning her that rankled in the solitary's mind. He had often wanted to ask Enid Malt land what she had meant by that chance allusion to Armstrong which she had made in the beginning of their acquaintance, but he had refrained. At first he had no right to question her; there could be no natural end to their affections; and latterly when their hearts had been disclosed to each ether in the wild, tempestuous, pas sionate scenes of the last two or three days, he had had things of greater mo ment to engage his -ttention, subjects of more importance to discuss with her. He had for the time being forgotten Armstrong and he had not before known what jealousy was until he had entered that room. To have seen her with any .man would have given him acute pain, perhaps just because he had been so long withdrawn from hu man society, but to see her with this man who flashed instantly into his recollection upon the utterance of his name was an added exasperation. Newbold turned to the woman to whom indeed he had addressed his question in the first place, and there was something in his movement which bespoke a galling almost contemptuous obliviousness to the presence of the other man which was indeed hard for him to bear. Hate begets hate. He was quite conscious of Armstrong's antagonism, which was entirely undisguised and open and which was growing greater with every passing moment. The score against Newbold was running up in the mind of his visitor. "Ah," coolly said the owner of the cabin to the first of his two guests, "I do remember you did mention that name the first day you spent here. Is he a-a friend of yours?" "Not now," answered Enid Maitland. 8he too was in a strange state of perturbation on account of the dilem. mis n which she found herself in volved. She was determined not to betray the unconscious confidence of the dead. She hoped fervently that Newbold would not recognize Arm. strong as the man of the locket, but if he did she was resolute that he should not also be recognized as the man of the letters, at least not by her act. Newbold w.as ignorant of the ex istence of those letters a" , she ld not intend thatr' he should be ez:-i s d so far as she coulid prevent t But she was keen enough to see that the first recognition would be in evitable; she even admitted the fact that Armstrong would probably pre cipitate it himself. Well, no human soul, not even their writer, knew that. t she had destroyed them, she had de termined to do so at the first conveni f ent opportunity. Before that, however, ° she intended to show them not to New r bold but to Armstrong, to disclose his perfidy, to convict him of the false .h hood he had told her and to justify herself even in his eyes for the action t- she had taken. Mingled with all these quick reflec "o tions was a deadly fear. She was ' quick to perceive the hatred Arm strong bore on the one hand because of the old love affair, the long cher ished grudge breaking into sudden life; on the other she realized that r her own failure to come to Arm ; strong's hands and her love for New h bold, which she neither could nor had >t any desire to conceal, and the cumula :s tion of these passionate antagonisms o . -.'~1 "Your Plcture?" He Asked. , II "* "Yu Pitr? eAkd would only make him the more des perate. Whether Newbold found out Arm strong's connection with his past love, there was sufficient provocation in the present to evoke all the oppugnation and resentment of his nature. Enid felt as she might if the puncheons of the floor had been sticks of dynamite with active detonations in every heel that pressed them; as if the slightest movement on the part of any one would bring about an explosion. The tensity of the situation was be wildering to her. It had come upon her with such startling force; the un expected arrival of Armstrong, of all the men on earth the one who ought not to be there, and then the equally startling arrival of Newbold, of whom perhaps the same might have been said. If Newbold had only gone on, if he had not come back, if she had been rescued by her uncle or old Kirk by-But "ifs" were idle, she had to face the present situation to which she was utterly unequal. She had entirely repudiated Arm strong. that was one sure point; she knew how guilty he had been toward Newbold's wife, that was another; she realized how he had deceived her, that was the third. These eliminated the man from her affections, but it is one thing to thrust a man out of your heart and another to thrust him out of your life; he was still there. And by no means the sport of blind fate Armstrong intended to have something to say as to the course of events, to use his own powers to determine the issue. Of but one thing beside her hatred for Armstrong was Enid Maitland ab solutely certain; she would never dis close to the man she loved the fact that the woman, the memory of whose supposed passion he cherished, had been unfaithful to .im in heart If ,t not in deed. Nothing could wrest that - secret from. her. She had been in- tt t fected by Newbold's quixotic ideas, m - the contagion of his perversion of com a mon sense had fastened itself upon bi ýt. her.. She would not have been human 4- either if she had not experienced a o0 i- thrill of pride and joy at the possibil- o1 r, ity that in some way, of which she yet i1 v- swore she would not be the instrument ai s blind or otherwise, the facts might be e- disclosed which would enable Newbold v y to claim her openly and honorably.with- o; n out hesitation before or remorse aft- d er, as his wife. This fascinating flash li c- of expectant, hopeful feeling she a: ra thought unworthy of her and strove V n- to fight it down, but with manifest im- u e possibility. g r- It has taken time to set these things a n down; to speak or to write is a slow f, it process, and the ratio between outward a- expressions and inward is as great as 1 v- that between light and sound. Ques- d .d tions and answers between these three a- followed as swiftly as thrust and parry is between accompJshed swordsmen, and yet between each demand and reply they had time to entertain these swift thoughts-as the drowning compass life 'experiences in seconds! "I may not be her friend," said Arm strong steadily, "but she left me in these mountains a month ago with more than a half way promise to mar ry me, and I have sought her through the snows to claim the fulfillment." "You never told me that," exclaimed Newbold sternly and again addressing the woman rather than the man. "There was nothing to tell," she an swered quickly. "I was a young girl, heart free; I liked this man, perhaps because he was so different from those to whom I had been accustomed, and when he pressed his suit upon me, I told him the truth. I did not love him, I did not know whether I might grow to care for him or not; if I did, I should marry him and if I did not no power pn earth could make me. And now-- hate him!" She flung the words at him savagely. Armstrong was beside himself with fury at her words, and Newbold's cool indifference to him personally was un endurable. In battle such as he waged 1 he had the mistaken idea that any thing was fair. He could not really tell whether it was love of woman or hate of man that was most dominant; he saw at once the state of affairs be- 1 tween the two. He could hurt the 3 man and the woman with one state C ment; what might be its ulterior effect he did not stop to consider, perhaps if i he had he would not then have cared greatly. Fie realized anyway that since Newbold's arrival his chance with Enid was gone; perhaps wheth- i Ser Newbold were alive or dead it was gone forever; although Armstrong did not think that, he was not capable of I thinking very far into the future in l his then condition, the present bulked Stoo large for that it "I did not think after that kiss in u- the road that you would go back on a a, me this way, Enit," he said quickly. t a- "The kiss in thle road," cried New- ii n bold staring again at the woman. r ' "You coward," iepeated she, with a a one swift envenomed glance at the c - other man, and then she turned to her a at lover. She laid her hand upon his n I arm, she lifted her face up to him. e "As God is my judge," she cried, her e Id voice rising with the tragic intensity 1 h of the moment axd thrilling with in- 9 ' dignant protest, "he took it from me I ih like the thief and the coward he was e and he tells it ndw like the liar he is. e We were riding side by side, I was c utterly unsuspicibus, I thought him a gentleman, he caught me and kissed t me before I knew it. I drove him e from me. That'$ all." d "I believe you,' said Newbold gent Sly,'and then for the first time, he ad dressed himself to Armstrong. "You came doubtless io rescue Miss Mait d land, and in so ..r your purpose was admirable and you deserve thanks and respect, but no further. This is my cabin, your wor4s and your conduct render you unwelcome here. Miss Maitland is und r my protection; if you will come o tside I will be glad to talk with you further." "Under your .rotection?" sneered Armstrong besidt himself. "After a month with youj alone I take it she needs no furthe* protection." Newbold did nat leap upon the man for that mordant insult to the woman; his approach wa slow, relentless, ter rible. Eight or te' feet separated them. Armstro met him half way, his impetuosity .as greater, he sprang forward, turned ~ibout, faced the full light from the harrow window.' "Well," he c rd, "have you got any thing to say or 1o about it?" But Newbold .ad stopped, appalled. He stood starin as if petrified; recog nition, recollection rushed over him. Now and at I st he knew the man. The face that canfronted him was the same face that had stared out at him from the locke;iead taken. from the - bruised bt'east{ %a deiatt wife, which - -.-. 7 7 tary''~ Ir Sank His Fingers Around the Other's Throat. had been a mystery to him for all these years. "Well," tauntingly asked Armstrong again, "what are you waiting for, are you afraid?" From Newbold's belt depended a holster and a heavy revolver. As Arm strong made to attack him he flashed it out with astonishing quickness and presented it. The newcomer was un armed-his Winchester leaned against the wall by his fur coat and he had no pistol. "If you move a step forward or back ward," said Newbold with deadly calm. "I will '-ill you without mercy." "So you'd take advantage of a weap onless man, would you?" sneered Arm strong. "Oh, for God's sake," cried the wo man. "don't kill him," "You both misjudge me," was the an swer. "I shall take no advantage of this man. I Would disdain to do so if it were necessary, but before the last resort I must have speech with him, and this is the only' way in which I can keep him quiet for a moment, if as I suspect, his hate measures with mine." "You have the advantage," protest ed Armstrong. "Say your say and get it over with. I've waited all these years for a chance to kill you and my patience is exhausted." Still keeping the other covered, New bold stepped over to the table pulled out the drawer and drew from it the locket. Enid remembered she had has tily thrust it there when he bad hand ed it to her, and there it had lain un noted and forgotten. It was quite evi dent to her what was toward now. Newhold had recognized the other man, explanations were inevitable. With his left hand Newbold sought the catch of the locket and pressed the spring. In twq steps he faced Armstrong with the bpen locket thrust toward him." "Your picture?" he asked. "Mine!" "Do you know the locket?" "I gave it to a woman named Louise Rosser five or sik years ago." "My wife." "Yes, she was crazy in love with me, but-" With diabolic malice Armstrong left the sentence uncompleted. The infer ence he meant should be drawn from his reticence was obvious. "I took it from her dead body," grit ted out Newbold. "She was beside herself with love for me; an old affair, you know," said Armstrong more explicitly, thinking to use a spear with a double barb to pierce the woman's and the man's heart alike. That he defamed the dead was of no moment then. "She wanted to leave you," he ran on glibly. "She wanted me to take her back and-" "Untrue," burst forth from Enid Maitland's lips. "A slanderous, a da 1. tardly, cowardly 'rntruth.", But the man paid no attention to her. n their excitement; perhaps they did not even hear her. Newbold thrutst his pistol violently forward. "Would you murder me as you mur dered the woman?" gibed Armstrong in bitter taunt. Then Enid Maitland found it in her heart to urge Newbold to kill him where he stood, but she had no time if she could have carried out her de sign, for Newbold flung the weapon from him and the next moment the two men leaped upon each other, straining, struggling, daring, battling like savage beasts, each seeking to: clasp his fingers around the throat of I the other and then twist and crush un til life was gone. Saying nothing, "ghting in a grim silence that was t rrihle, they reeled i crashing about the little room. No two men on earth could have been bet. ter matched, yet Newbold had a slight advantage in height and strength, as he had also the advantage in simple life and splendid condition. Arm strong's hate and fierce temper coun terbalanced these at first, and with arms locked and legs twined, with teeth clenched and eyes blinded and pulses throbbing and hearts beating, they strove together. The girl shrank back against the wall and stared frightened. She feared for her lover, she feared for herself. Strange primitive feelings throbbed in her veins. It was an old' situation when two male animals fought for si premacy and the ownership of a fe male, whose destiny was entirely re moved from her own hands. Armstrong had shown himself in his true colors at last. She would have nothing to hope from him if he was the victor; and she even wondered in terror what might happen to her if the man she loved triumphed after the passions aroused in such a battle? She grew sick and giddy, her bosom rose and fell, her breath came fast as she followed the panting, struggling, cling ing grinding, figures about the room. At first there had been no advantage to either, but now after five minutes or was it hours?--of fierce fighting, the strength and superior condition of her lover began to tell. He was forc ing the other backward. Slowly, inch by inch, foot by foot, step by step, he mastered him. The two interwin ing figures were broadside to her now, she could see their faces inflamed by the lust of the battle, engorged, blood red with hate and fury, but there was a look of exultation on one and the shadow of approaching disaster on the other. But the consciousness that he was being mastered ever so little only increased Armstrong's determination and he fought back 'with the frenzy, the strength of a maddened gorilla, . -a ..... 1-...n - - - -h 1aarta w i in and again for a space the issue was in doubt. But not for long. The table, a heavy cumbersomai four-legged afftir, solid almost a k last. backed 4strong up against tt) and by superb~man effort bent him over it, held lIm with one arm and using the table as a support, wrenched his left hand free, and sunk his En. gers around th other's throat. It was all up with Mrmstrong. It was only a question of time now. "Now," NeWbold guttered out hoarsely, "you! slandered the dead wo. man I married, and you insulted the living one I love. Take back what you said befdre you die." "I forgive lm.," cried Enid Malt land. "Oh, f4r God's sake don't kill him before my eyes." Armstrong as past speech. The inveteracy of his hatred could be seen even in his fait glazing eyes, the indo mitableness of his purpose yet spoke in the negativA shake of his head. He could die, but he would die in his hate and in his puipose. Enid ran to the two, she grappled Newbold's arn) with both her own and strove with all her might to tear it away from the other's throat. Hey lover paid no jmore attention to her than if a sumamer breeze had touched him. Armstrong grew black in the face, his limbsarelaxed, another second or two it would have been over with him. Once more ,he door was throwu open; through it two snow-covered men entered. One swift glance told them all. One of tlhem at least had expect' ed it. On the one side Kirkby, on the other Maitland, tore Newbold a way from his prey just in time to save Armstrong's life. Indeed the latter was so far gone that he fell from the table to the floor unconscious, choking, almost dying.. It was Enid Maitland who received his head in her arms and helped bring him back to life while the panting Newbold stood staring dully at the woman he loved and the man he hated on the floor at his feet (TO BE CONTINUED.) Latest German Fad. Germany's latest fad seems to be the "Undosabad," destroyed by a Ber lin engineer, and claimed to be the first transportable covered swimming bath which affords a practical substi' tute for the usual expensive buildings. The swimming basin is inexpensive and may be easily transported to any convenient location. The water sup ply may be obtained from a lake, riv er, springs, or from the town water works, as the use of the filtra mini. mizes the amount of fresh water neon essary and so reduces the number of germs that the water is purer than when freshly introduced. The bath is sheltered by a canvas roof and fur nished with a motor so that the ail and water can be warmed and the tema perature regulated. The motor's sutr plus power can also be utilized in gen erating waves of three feet or lest in height, thus destroying all germs that remain, and add to the attraA-tit by simulating the ocesa People who are crippled in the n get less sympathy than any other 2 pies. ITCH Relieved in 30 Miate. - Woolford's Sanitary Lotion for elu . -, ,sontagious itch. At Druggists. Adv . Uplifting. "Wait till I hobble my horse." "Well, please don't do it on skirt of the lawn." As a summer tonic there is no that quite compares with OXTDINE only builds up the system, but t ularly. prevents Malaria. 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