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The COURAGE of CAPITAL PLUM by JAMES OLIVER CURWOOD mSIPAnONf (!?> MAGNUS’ (EKETTNER, COPynK*ur agr n -r-maitit-L. cot^pan>^ SYNOPSIS. On» Nathaniel IMiim of the Rlonp Ty pt i I in.In secretly on Heaver ml.uni. i troiikhohl df the MoninitiH Ohaillnh I’rlco. Mi.rnion councilor, confront* him. tel In him ho In exported, and bargains f>>r 11.« inirniinltlon a'. >.ird tin' sloop. lie bind* Nat by « nob-inn oath to deliver a Mtiuk'c to l-'i inklln IMerce, proi'denl of the United Staten N'« »r I'r.ce'i cabin Nat «e.s the frightened fare of a young Woman who disappears In the dark ness, leaving nn odor of Ml.o n. It develop* that Nat'* visit to the Inland I* to demand *ct tlenient of tb.- king Strang, for the loot ing of Ms nloop by M irinnn- Price idiows N't the kina's palace, and through a Vlndow he e.-.-s the lady of tin* lilacs, "ii" Price nay* In the king'* seventh wife. Palling at the klr»g> nfth c Nat Is warned bv a young woman that Id* life In In (l.in r Strang professes Indignation when lie hears Nat's grievance and promises to tarnish the guilty. Nat rescues Nell, who is tiring pubis ty w hipped, and the king orders the sheriff. Arbor Croche, to pur sue and kill lb.- two men. Plum barns that Marlon, the girl of the lilacs. Is Ned's sister Tlu- two mm plan to escape on Nat's sloop and take Marlon and »' '"'i- .in.' tj i..ght. r of Art«ir Proelie. end sweetheart of Nell. Nat discovers that It... >1oop Is gone. Marlon tell* him that Id. ship has been sole.-d bv tin- Mor in ms. She begs him to l.-nvfc the Island. ■ r from Strang, whom she Is doomed to mnr r\ Plum finds Price raving mad. Ib-i nv •■ring, he tells Nat that Hiring Is doomed. Jh.it armed nu n are descending on the **'*"■' (CHAPTER VIII.—Continued.) “8trarg--the king!" cried the old man clutching the knob of his cane with both hands. ‘‘She has gone!" Gone!" exclaimed Nathaniel. For nn instant his heart bounded with de- ' light. Marion wan-on her way to the j tryst! He sprang back to the door. “When? When did she go?" The woman bad come forward, her hand.'t trembling, her lips quivering. Something In the terror of her face aent the hot blood from Nathaniel's Cheeks. ' They sent for her an hour ago," she said "The king sent Obadlah Price for her! O. my God!” she shrieked suddenly, clutching at her breast, ' Tell me—what are they doing with Marlon—” "Shut up!” snarled the old man. "That's is Strang's business. Sh.- has gone to Strang." With an effort ho straightened himself until his tower ing form rose half a head above Na thaniel. "She hnH gone to the king.” he repeated. "Tell Strang that she will wive him tonight, as she has promised!" In spite of his effort to control him self a terrible cry burst from Na thaniel's lips. He flung open the door and stood for nn instant with his while face turned hack. "She went to the castle—an hour •go?" he cried. Yes, to the castle—with Obadlah Price—" The last words followed him as he sped out into the night. As swiftly ns a wolf he raced across the clearing to the trail that led down to Si. James Something seemed to have hurst In his brain, something that was not blood, but fire, seemed to burn in his veins—a mad desire to reach Strang, to grip him by the throat, to mete out to him the vengeance of a fiend In stead of that of n man. He was too late to save Marlon! His brain reeled with the thought. Too late—too late— t»M> late. He panted the words. They came with every gasp for breath. Too late! Too late! His heart pumped like an engine as he.strained to keep up his speed. He passed a man and ,* hoy hurrying with their rifles to St. James and made no answer to their shout; a galloping horse forged ahead of him and he tried to keep up with It; and then, at the top of the long hill that sloped down to the •tronghold of the Mormon kingdom something seemed to sweep his legs from under him. nnd he fell panting on the ground. For a few moments he lay there looking down upon the city The great hell at the temple was now slient. He saw huge fires burning for a mile along the coast, hundreds of lights were twinkling in the harbor, there came up to him softly, subdued by distance, the sound of commotion and excitement fnr be low His eyes rested on the beacon above the prophet's home, burning like a hall of fire over the black canopy of tree tops. Marlon was there! He rose to his feet again and went on, reason and Judgmen* returning to him—telling him that he was about to play against odds; that his work was to be one of strength and generalship and not of madness. As he picked his way more slowly and cautiously down the slope a new hope flashed upon him. Was It possible that the discovery of the approach of the malnlanders had served to save Marlon? In the ex cltement that followed the calling of the Mormons to arms and the prep arations for the defense would Strang, the master of the kingdom, the bul wark of his people, waste priceless time In carrying out the purpose for which he had sent for Marlon? Hardly did hope burn anew in his breast when there came another thought to quench IL Why had the king sent for Marlon on this particular night and at this late hour? Why, unless at the approach of his enemies he had feared that he might lose his beuutl ful victim, and In his overmastering passion had called her to him even as his people assembled In defense of his kingdom. There was desperate coolness in Na thaniel’s approach now. Whatever had happened he would do what Nell had threatened to do—kill Strang And whatever had happened he would take Marlon away with him If It was only her dead body that he carried In his arms. To do these things he needed strength. He advanced more slowly and drew deeper and deeper drafts of air Into his exhausted lungs. At the edge of the grove surrounding tbo castle he paused to listen. For the first time It occurred to Nathaniol that the prophet might have assem bled some of his fighters to the de fense of his harem, which he knew would be one of the first places to feel the vengeance of the outraged men of the mainland, nut he heard no voices ahead of him. There were no fires to betray the approach of the enemy. Not even the barking of a dog gave warning of his stealthy advance. Soon he could make out a light In the king’s bouse. A few steps more and he saw that the door was open, as It had been on his first visit to the castle. He dodged swiftly from bush to bush, darted under the win dow through which he had seen Ma rion, leaped lightly up the broad steps and sprang into the great room, his pistol cocked in his hand. The room was empty. He listened, but not a sound came to his ears ex cept the rustling of a curtain In the breeze. The huge lamp over the ta ble was burning dimly. The five doors leading from the room were tightly closed. Nathaniel held his breath, tried to still the tumultuous pounding of his heart as he waited for a sound of life—a step beyond those doors, a woman’s voice, a child's cry. Hut none came. The stillness of desertion hovered about him. He went to one of the five doors. It was not locked. He opened it silently, with the cau tion of a thief, and there loomed be fore him a chaos of gloom. "Hello!" he called gently. "Hello- Hello—” There was no answer. He struck a match and advanced step by step, holding the yellow bit of ()ame above his head. It disclosed the narrow walls of a hall and an open door lead ing Into another room. The match sputtered and went out and he lighted another. On a little table Just outside the door was a half burned candle and he replaced his match with this. Then ho went In. At a glance he knew that he had entered a woman's room, redolent with the perfume of flowers. On one side was a bed and close beside It a cradle with a child’s toys scattered about it. The tumbled coverlets showed that both had been recently used. About the room were thrown ar ticles of wearing apparel; a trunk had been dragged from a closet and was half packed; everywhere was the dis order of hurried flight. For n few moments the depth of his despair held Nathaniel motionless. The castle was deserted —Marion was gone! He ran back Into the great room, no longer trying to still the sound of his foot steps, and opened a second door. The same silence greeted him, the same disorder, the same evidence that th wives and children of the Mormo. king had fled. He went into a thin room —and then a fourth. For an instant he paused at thi threshold of this fourth chamber. A light was burning In the room at thi end of the hall. The door was closet with the exception of an Inch or two "Marlon!" he called softly, and 11s tened Intently. He went on when there was no re ply, and pushed open the door. A candle was burning on a stanc in front of a mirror. The room wat as empty as the others. But there war no disorder here. The bed was un used, the garments In the open close! had not been disarranged. On th< floor beside the bed was a pair cl shoes and as Nathaniel saw them hli heart seemed to leap to his throat and stifled the cry that was on ble lips. He took one of them In hit bend, his whole being throbbing with excltment. It was Marlon’s shoe— lncrusted with mud and torn as be 1 had seen it In the forest With her name falling from his lips In a plead ing cry he now searched the room and on the stand In front of the mirror he found a Iliac colored ribbon, soiled and crumpled. It was Marlon's rib ’ bon—the one he had seen last In her hair, and he crushed it to bis lips as he ran back into the great room, call ing out her name again and again in the torture of helplessness that now possessed him. Mechanically, rather than with rea son, he went to the fifth and last door. His candle had become extinguished In his haste and after he had opened the door he stopped at the threshold of the black ball to light It again. There was a moment's pause as he searched his pockets for a match, a silence In which he listened as he searched, and suddenly is he was about to strike the sulphur tipped splint there came to his ears a sound that held him chained to the spot. It was the sobbing of a woman; or was It .. child? In a moment ho knew that It was a woman; and then the sobbing ceased. There was nothing but darkness ahead of him; no ray of light shone under the door; the chamber Itself was in utter gloom. As quietly as possible he relighted his candle. A glance assured him that this hall was different from the others; It was deeper, and there were two doors at the end Instead of one. Through which of these doors had come the sound of sobbing he bad beard? He approached and listened. Each moment added to his excitement, his fears, his hopes, but at last he opened the door on the left. The room was empty; there was the same disorder as before; the same signs of hurried flight. It was the room on the right! His heart almost stopped Its beating as he placed bis hand on the latch, lifted It. and pulled the door In. Kneeling beside the bed ho *aw a woman. She had turned toward the light and In the dim Il lumination of the room Nathaniel rec ognized the beautiful face he had seen at the king's castle the preceding day —the face of the woman who had sent him to find the prophet, who had pluccd her gentle hand on Marlon's hend as he had looked through the window. There was no fear In her eyes ns she saw Nathaniel. Some thing more terrible than that shone In their glorious depths as she roso to her feet and stood before him, her face ilned with grief, her mouth twitching In agony. She stood with clenched hands, her bosom rising and falling in the passion of the storm within her; and she sobbed even as Nathaniel paused there, unmanned In this sudden presence of a distress greater than his own; sobbed In a choking, tearless way. waiting for him to speak. “Forgive me." he spoke gently. "I have come—for—Marlon.” He felt that he had no reason to lie to this woman. His face betrayed bis own anguish as he came nearer to her. "I want Marlon," he repeated. "My God, won’t you tell me—?" She struggled to calm herself as he spoke the girl’s name. ‘ Marion Is not here." she said. She crushed his bands against her bosom and a softer look came into her eyes; her voice was low nnd sweet, as It had been the morning he asked for Strang. As she saw the despair deep ening lu the man's face a great pity swept over her and she stretched out her arms to him with an aching cry, "Marlon Is gone—gone—gone," she moaned, "and you must go. too’ O, I know you love her—she told me that you loved her, ai I love Strang, my king! Wo have both lost—lost— and you must go—as—l—shall—go!" She turned away from him with a cry so heart-breaking In Its pain that Na thaniel felt himself trembling to the soul. In another Instant she bad faced him again, fighting back a strange calm into her face. •TO HE CONTINUED.) Do Birds Return to Old Nests? Whether birds, especially migratory ones, return to the same nests year after year is a question of much In terest to the naturalist. Swallows that summer In England do not winter north of Africa, but an observer at High Halden, Kent. England, has re corded that one returned on April 12 to a nest it occupied last year. It was recognized by a ring that had been placed on Its leg. To gain a better knowledge of bird habits, more than 2,000 British birds were last year marked with Inscribed aluminum rings, and twice as many more will be similarly tagged this year. Canada Needs Rat Traps. According to Consul Jcneral Jones at Winnipeg, Canada Is In great need of rnt traps. Farmers In the gralr I belt are becoming anxious over the Invasion of rodents and are willing ! nnd nble to pay a good price for a trap that will combine durability and efficiency. Logical. Green Purchaser (In automobile ware rooms)—My friend sent me here to get a rheumatic tire. Clerk—Rheumatic? You mean pneu matte, don't you? Green Purchaser—Perhaps It fa pneumatic. I thought It was called rheumatic because It's swelled. Good Time Just Now to Replenish That Depleted Wardrobe • HE first clothes event of the New Year Is not a change of fashion, but the crucial moment for the T purchase of clothes at economies. Unfortunately for the merchants — many women plan for the replenish ing of their wardrobes at this season when prices are diminished. Especially American women are thus clothes-wise. * Such women are not only financiers, but are geniuses, therefore they deserve not only the admiration of others less knowing— but their husbands, writes Marlon Morris in the Chicago Inter Ocean. | However, a woman must be convers ant with values to be able to reap a harvest of economies. The woman who does not, and also the one who has no foresight about styles—may be favorably compared with the man who J buys a “gold brick,” This year the knowing woman can easily save more money than ever be fore. Why? Prices Must Be Cut. For several weeks the newspapers have published many bargain sales of women’s clothes—this signifies that the market Is crowded and that the pressure was too great to hold out un til now. During December, women gave little thought to any shopping except for Christmas, so the market was but little relieved. Now comes the onslaught! And It will be the most drastic cut of prices In years. To explain the reason I must turn the calendar back more than six months. May and the beginning of June were quite cool and women did not buy summer clothes until the weather changed. As a result, many stores held back their orders and that pre vented the makers from starting on their autumn models. Finally when they did start, labor troubles occurred throughout the country and 4every thlng stopped until the early autumn. Unfortunately, the warm weather lasted until later than usual. When the manufacturers started on their winter work they hurried to make up for lost time, thinking that the women who usually bought early would buy later. However, their calculations were overestimated and now the mar ket Is flooded with some of tho pret tiest attire fashion lias created In many seasons. So now there are dozens of advantageous opportunities heretofore unknown oven to the clothes-wlse woman. Because a woman can always afford to have several tailored suits—espe cially when she Is able to get the ex tra one or two at greatly reduced Simple Bodices THE first Is a simple little bodice of cashmere to match the skirt with which It is worn; It Is cut kimono, and has a yoke of satin to match, embroidered with floss silk; this Is carried down outside of sleeve to cuff, which is of satin. Guipure lace Is used for the small yoke and under sleeves Materials required: 1 yard cashmere 46 Inches wide, % yard satin 22 Inches wide. 14 yard lace 18 Inches wide. The second would look well In sprigged nlnon made up over a foun- dntlon of satin; the slight fulness at neck Is drawn Into a narrow satin or velvet bnnd; squares of embroidered satin are arranged at back and front, FANCIE'S FASHION I-ong coats of watered moire silk are made In Paris tight fitting, en veloping the wearer from head to foot. Heavy thread and metal laces are pretty features of the winter hats de signed to wear with dressy clothes. For evening wear gold or silver tulle turbans are seen with tall aigrettes or groups of marabout feath ers. Ecrusse levant Is the name given to that fine grain leather of high finish that is so popular for purses and bags. Chains are no longer in evidence for the black velvet bags; all have long silk cords by which to swing them from the arm. Huge sailor or round collars of fur or fancy fabrics mark the 1911 even ing coat, and bands of fur are at the foot of many. Fine threads, fine dots, fine meshes •nd a general delicacy of •tructure prices. When selecting a suit In a re duction sale It Is not wise to choose any kind but one that is plainly tail ored—and then not extreme. For In stance, It will be Just so much money thrown away to purchase a suit with a hobble skirt, as that mode is passe. Neither is it wise to select a novelty fabric that has been the craze of the hour. Broadcloth, cheviot, conserva tive suitings, velvet and velveteen will prove good investments —espe- cially the three first mentioned, as they can be comfortably worn In the spring. The only time it is advisable to select a rather fanciful suit is when one is fortunate in securing an im ported model at about half price—be cause nine chances out of ten the style will be in general vogue next season. Topcoat la Never Amiss. As I know of no garment that gives so much comfort and pleasure as a topcoat, I urgently advise every wom an to have at least one. And now is her chance to get it, as this has been decidedly a coat season and there is certain to be a surplus. Whether one has a motor or not, there is a satisfac tion in having a top coat ready for that unexpected trip; or for one when traveling and shopping. If one antici pates an European trip in the spring or summer, now is the time to get a steamer coat. Undoubtedly the most charming topcoats in the history of fashion will be sacrificed in spite of their elegant sturdy tweed and home spun fabrics. I should also advise one to take advantage of lowered prices on seal plush coats —as these in the fine imported qualities quite rival Hud son seal, and besides they are certain to be in style next season. Advisability of Buying Furs. Even though one may not have urgent need for a set of furs or a fur coat, I am sure that the purchase of either will prove an excellent invest ment. But in doing so, only purchase a staple fur. Do not think of buying either raccoon or opossum, as these furs have been popularized this sea son—and aH merely a fur. neither Is worth much. I should certainly rec ommend buying lynx, as this fur is not always modish, but is rapidly be coming extinct—this season there were only 2.400 lynx animals to fill the demand. However, do not buy a fur that Is called “Russian lynx," as that Is only a Russian lynx cat—gen uine lynx comes from Alaska. Skunk, mink, ermine, genuine fox. Hudson seal, moleskin and sable, of course, will bo advisable selections. also on shoulders and sleeves; these are finished off with little satin bands, Materials required: yard winon 42 Inches wide. 14 yard satin, 6 squares of embroidery, For the third some such material as cashmere, crepon or popllnette might be used. Tho fastening Is at the back, but the trimming of embroidered gal loon is so arranged that It gives the appearance of side fastening. The collar and bands round the over-sleeves are bound with silk. Tho yoke and under-sleeves are of piece lace. Materials required: 14 yard cash mere. 4 yard silk on the cross, 2 yards galloon. 1 yard lace 18 Inches wide. arfd design are predominating fea tures of the new veils. To Renovate Velvet. Velvet Is being so much worn this season that a hint on how to renovate It may not come amiss. The velvet should, first of all. be stretched, pile side upward, over the steam from a kettle of boiling water. As the steam begins to rise, get some one to brush up the pile briskly with a stiff brush. Then spread out flat to ‘dry. and afterward brush lightly again. When the material has been worn a great deal and Is very soiled sponge It lightly with benzine. Auto Bonnet for Baby. An automobile bonnet for a baby Is a novelty. The headgear is sugnrloaf in shape and Is fashioned from blue silk In a mass of shirring, finished with a band of pale blue marabou. An Inch-wide elastic is passed under the youngster’s chin, and In this way the hat is held close to the head. The i rubber is concealed In the casing of pale blue silk shirring. Doctors Said Ho Would Die A Friend’s Advice Saves Life I wish to speak of the wonderful cure that I have received from your noted Swamp-Root, the great kidney and blad der cure. Last summer I was taken with severe pains in my back and sides. I could not breathe without difficulty and was nearly wild with the desire to urinate. Was compelled to do so every ten min utes with the passage of pure blood with the urine. I tried all the different doc tors from far and near, but they said it was no use to doctor as I would die any way. I was at the end of my rope and was so miserable with pain and the thought that I must die that words can not tell how I felt. 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