Jacqueline of Golden River
By VICTOR ROUSSEAU
And so I went on sod on ttaongh
the darkness and with each step
toward the chateau my resolution
My elbow crated against the tunnel
wall. I stepped sidewise toward the
center and ran against the wall oppo
site. The light of the stars was clear
In front of me and the cold wind blew
upon my face, and I squeezed through
Into the same scooped-out hollow
which I had entered on the same after
noon during the course of my Journey
toward the chateau.
The little river gurgled at my feet,
and In front of me I saw a candle
dickering In the recesses of a cave, so
elflnllke that I could distinguish It only
by shielding my eyes against the moon
I grasped my pistol tightly and crept
noiselessly forward. If this should be
Leroux, as I was convinced It was,
I would not parley with him. I would
shoot him down In his tracks.
As I stepped nearer him my feet,dls
lodged a pebble, which rolled with a
splash Into the bed of the stream.
The man started gad spun around,
and I saw before ms tie pale, melan?
eholy features of Philippe Lacroix.
, CHAPTER XVI.
Lou I a (TBpemay.
Be uttered an oath and took two
steps backward, but I saw that he was
unarmed and that he realised his help
lessness. He flung his hands above his
head and stood facing me, surprise
and terror twisting his features Into
a grimacing grin.
"I have something of Importance to
say to you, monsieur,” he began.
“I can believe that,” I answered. “It
Is about Is Vlell Ange, Is It not?*
"By God, I did not mean—l swear
te you, soonsleur—listen, monsieur,
one moment only," he stammered.
“Lower your ptstoL Tou see that I
am unarmed 1”
I lowered It “Well, say what you
have to say,” I aald to him.
“Leroux la a devil P he burst out.
with no pretended passion, “I want
yea to help me, M. Hewlett and I
can help you la away you do not
dream of. M. Hewlett, how much do
you think this seigniory Is worth?*
“Some half a million dollars, per
. i He came does to me and hissed Into
)my ear: "Monsieur, there la more gold
' la these rocks (ban anywhere In the
world I Look beret Here!”
He stooped down and began tossing
gobbles at my feet. But they were
pebbles of pure gold aad each one gf
them was as large as the first Joint of
my thumb. And I bad misjudged Us
courage, I think, for it was avarice
aad not fear that made him tremble.
“It Is everywhere, monsieur I” cried
Incrolx. “In this stream, la these
Mils, too. Tou can gather a mortar
ful of earth anywhere and It will show
color when It la washed. Ws found
this place together—*
“Tou and Leroux?*
“No I I and—”
He tanks off suddenly and eyed ms
with furtive cunning.
"Tea, yes, monsieur, Leroux and L
And ws tsro worked here together.
With nothing more than picks and
ttalTsls and mortars and pestles, Le
aeux and L There was nobody else.
Ik la the richest gold deposit In the
world, M. Hewlett, and neither Baoul
nsr Jean Petltjean knows the secret —
only Leroux and 1 One cannot light
Upon this place save by a miracle of
•fganrs such as brought you here. God
pot this treasure In theoa hills, and he
dM not mean It to be found.”
I grasped him by the shoulder. “Do
you see what this means?” I shouted.
"It means a glorious life 1” he cried.
"All the wealth In the world—”
y “No, It means death I" I answered.
“It means that If Leroux succeeds In
ms he will Mil you tool Do
you suppose that ha will share his
hoard with you?”
Tlo, M. Hewlett,” answered Lacroix
quietly. "And that Is precisely what
I wanted te say to you. Tou ara not
a bog like Leroux: I can trust you.
Game with me, monsieur. I don’t knew
hew you got Into the strong passage,
but It Is rtmple—straight ahead, dome
with mot I will precede you.”
I followed him Into the darkness,
aad very seen heard the sound of the
cataract--1"r 1 " And then once more
I was standing at the tunnel entrance,
under a brilliant moon and the chateau
was before me.
I strode steadily across the snow
aad opened the door In the dark wing
salfrril the hall and ascended the
■(airway, took the turn to the right
and passed through tha little hall. I
f hoard Leroux's harsh voice within,
and If I stopped outside It was not
la Indecision but because I meant to
make sure of my man this tmle.
-..“1 want you, Jacqueline," I heard
Mha say la a voice which betrayed no
Arab of i—— 1 — "Aad I am going to
Mvs you. I always have my way. I
am not like that weak fool Hewlett."
•It was I seat him away, not you,”
she cried. *Va you think ha was
famous kaM at bar la admlratlea.
Oeovrtz’il w. O. raeswes
"Tou are a splendid woman, Jacque
line,” he said. "I like the way you
defy me—by heaven. I dol But you
are quite at my mercy. And you are
going to yield! Tou will yield your
will to mine—”
“Never 1" she cried. “I Win fling
myself Into the lake before that shall
happen. Ah. monsieur"—her voice
took on a pleading tone—“why will
you not take all we bavy and let us
go? We are two helpleea people; we
ahall never betray your secrets. Why
must you have me too?”
"Because I love you, Jacqueline,”
he cried, and now I heard an under
tone of passion which I had not sus
pected In the man.
He caught her In his arms. She ut
tered a little gasping cry and struggled
wildly and Ineffectually In his grasp.
I was quite cold, for I knew that
was to be the last of his villainies. I
entered the room and walked up to the
table, my pistol raised, aiming at his
heart, and I felt my own heart beat
steadily and the will to kill rise domi
nant, above every hesitation.
Leroux spun round. He saw me,
and he smiled his sour smile. He did
not flinch, although he must have seen
that my hand was as steady as a rock.
"What, you again, monsieur?" hr
asked mockingly. “Ton have come
back? Tou are always coming back,
"I have come back to kill you, Le
roux," I answered, and pulled the trig
ger six times.
And each time I beard nothing but
the dick of the hammer.
Then, with his bull's bellow, Simon
was upon me, dashing his fists Into my
face and bearing me down. My puny
Struggles were as Ineffective as though
I had been lighting ten men. He had
me on the floor and was kneeling on
my chest, and In a trice the other ruf
fians had come dashing along the hall.
Jacqueline was beating with her
little flats upon Leroux's broad back,
but be did not even feel the blows.
I heard old Charles Duchaine's piping
cries of fear, and then somebody held
me by the throat and I was swimming
In black water.
"Bring a rope, Baoul r I beard Si
Half conscious, I knew that I was
being tied. I felt the rope tighten
upon my wrists and limbs; presently
I flaw Befere Me the Features of FhIL
I opened my aching eyes to And my
self trussed like a chicken to two legs
of the table and Leroux was standing
over me, perfectly calm.
"Ah,-Paul Hewlett, you are a very
poor conspirator Indeed,” he said, “to
try to shoot a man without anything
In, your pistol. Do you remember bow
affectionately I pot my arm round you
when you ware sitting In that chair
writing your ridiculous check? It was
then that I took the liberty of extract
ing the two cartridges. But I did
think you would have sense enough to
examine your pistol and reload before
He picked up a setup of newspaper
from the table and held It before my
eyes, deliberately turning up the oil
lamp wick that I might read It- I rec
ognised It at once. It was the dipping
from the newspaper, descriptive of the
murdered man. whir I had cut out In
the train and placed In my pocketbook.
“Tou dropped this, my friend, when
you pulled out your pockotbook,” said
Simon. “Ton are a very poor con
spirator, Paul Hewlett. Well?”
“Well?” I repeated mechanically.
• “Who killed him?" he shouted.
He shodt the paper before my eyes
and then he struck me across the face
“Who hilled Louis be
yelled, and Jacqueline screamed in
1 mar I nrad ettm i momma
TO BtK SHSfAB HMt.
The Little DIQ9«fV
Leroux staggered back against tha
wall and sfbod there, scowling like a
devlL It was evident that my answer
had been totally unexpected.
“Did yon know this, madamef cried
Leroux fiercely to Jacqueline.
“Yes,” she replied.
“You lied to shield yourself?**
“No, to shield him,'* she cried. “Be
cause he was my only friend when I
was helpless In a strange city. You
did not steal my money, did you,
Paul?** the added, turning swiftly upon
me. “No, you have paid me. You
were keeping It for me.”
“You He, d n you!” yelled Le>
roux, and he struck her across the
mouth as he had struck me.
I writhed in my bonds. I pulled the
heavy table after me as I tried lmpo
tently to crawl toward him, sending
the. wheel flyiqg and all the papers
whirling through the air. I cursed Le
roux as blasphemously as he was curs
And at the door was the pale face
of Philippe Lacroix.
Leroux turned on me and kicked me
savagely and dragged the table to the
far end of the room end struck me re
peatedly, while I struggled like e mad
man. The oaths and execrations that
streamed from my lips seemed to be
uttered by another man, for I heard
them indifferently, or rather some
thing that wee I, deep In the mase of
my personality, heard them —not that
pitiful, puny, goaded thing that fought
In Its bonds until It ceased, panting
There followed a long silence, while
Leroux strode furiously about the
room. *At lest he stopped; he teemed
to have made up his mind.
I saw Jacqueline looking at me. I
would not meet her gaze, but at last
her persistence compelled me. Then I
sew her glance toward the wall.
The two broadswords hung there
within arm's reach, above the broken
mirror. My heart leaped up at the
thought of her valor. She had na
mind to yield.
But I shook my bead Imperceptibly
L gnawer and looked down at my
I had been trying herd to devise
some method of treeing myself. My
struggles had relaxed the ropes
around my wrists sufficiently to allow
my hands two or three inches of move
ment, and I hoped, by hard work, to
loosen them sufficiently to enable me
to get at least one hand free.
Then I felt that something hard was
pressing Into my heck. Just within
reach of my right thumb and fore
finger. I let my thumb and AM*
travel up and down It. It had the
form of a tiny knife with a heavy*
And suddenly I knew what It was.
It was the knife with which Lduls
dlEpernay hfid been killed!
I could Just get my finger and
thumb round the point of the blade.
The ropes scored deeply Into my
wrists as I worked at it, but I felt
the lining give, and presently I had
worked the hlsde through and had the
knife out by the handle.
But It was made for thrusting more
than cutting, and I had to pick the
ropes to pieces strand by strand.
Jacqueline had been Imperceptibly
edging away from her father and Le
roux; she was now standing Immedi
ately beneath the rusty swords. And
outside the door I still perceived La
IL flashed across my mind that he
understood the girl's desperate ruse,
and that he was waiting for the Issue.
I picked furiously at the ropes which
bound my hands, and a long strand un
coiled and whipped hack on my wrist.
Leroux seised Jacqueline by the
wrists and dragged her across the floor
“Look at mm!” he yelled. “Look
Into his face. Will you marry me If
I let him go free?**
“No!” answered Jacqueline*.
“I swear to you that he shall be
thrown from the top of the cataract
unless you give your consent within
“Never!” she answered firmly.
“I will denounce your father!”
“You can’t frighten me with such
stuff. I am not a weak old man I”
“You will think differently after
Charles Duchaine has been hanged lu
Quebec Jail,” he sneered.
Bis words received a wholly unex
pected answer. The dotard leaped
forward, stooped down and picked up
the heavy roulette wheel.
He raised It aloft and staggered
wildly toward Leroux.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Why are some folks so set In their
ways? There’s old Opportunity, for
Instance. For countless centuries She
has been knocking at people’s doom.
Why doesn't the old-fashioned thing
use the bell, come around to the beck
door or else peck so the window?
' Imm la oountsd sweetest hy hen
National Motor Truck
RGANIZED as the “Nation
al Motor Truck Develop
ment Tour,” a fleet of
about 20 trucks and pas
senger cars Is on a 3.000-
mile Journey through six
middle western states. The
object of the enterprise,
which Is the first of Its
kind. Is to demonstrate to the farmers
of Illinois. lowa, North and Sooth
Dakota. Minnesota and Wisconsin the
varied uses of motor equipment In ag
riculture. MaJ. Geo. Leonard Wood,
U S. A., started It off from Chicago
with an address on preparedness. The
Anal demonstration Is iet for Milwau
A naval band of 25 piece* under
the command of Lieut. F. M. Willson
provides music along the way and
helps to enlist recruits for the navy.
Another Incidental activity Is the
making of a motion picture record for
the use of the Pan-American union lp
Its commercial campaigns In South
Thirteen factories are represented
In the tour by one truck each —all
equipped with pneumatic tires, for
speed, ease in handling, and reduction
of wear and tear. In addition there
Is a service truck for repairs,’a gnso-
Hne tank truck, and several passenger
The run Is being t»y the
recently organised National Associa
tion of Truck Bales Managers, which
has decreed that Individual advertis
ing of any particular truck is taboo.
W. F. Sturm is director general of
the tour and M. D. Scott, a veteran In
the handling of motortruck convoys,
will be the tour master. A. It. Kroh,
who has had 14 years of practical farm
experience, and spent some time In the
study of motorlsatlon of the farm, will
conduct the demonstration hauling and
discuss motorlsatlon, of the farm
before audiences of agriculturists and
townspeople. A representative of
each of the various state bankers’ as
sociations along the way will cAnfer
with hankers and truck dealers on the
financing of truck paper. Cots, bed
ding and tents are carried to accom
modate the personnel of 70 men at
points where hotel accommodations
are not available.
The expedition’s Itinerary lies
through 80 of the most Important cit
ies and towns In the six states. In
virtually all of these stops are made
for exhibitions of “motorised” farm
ing equipment and addresses at Farm
ers* meetings, arranged for In advance.
Representatives of the department
of agriculture, of state universities,
city and county officials and commer
cial and civic organizations along the
proposed route, are giving active co
operation In the venture.
Every conceivable phase of the use
of gasoline motor power on the farm
Is being demonstrated as the opportu
nity offers. Trucks go into plowed
fields and haul grain from the thrasher
to the barn or elevator. Where a
farmer has a load of cattle or pro
duce to be hauled to town It Is car
ried for him. Just to show how effi
ciently It can be done. Accurate ac
counts of the expense Involved In each
case is given the farmer, though the
hauling is done free of charge.
Union of Women in Spain
There has existed In Spain for near
ly a year a feminist society organized
under the name of the Union of the
Women of Spain. The society is work
ing for the education of Spanish wom
en the Improvement of their econom
ic status, and the obtaining of private,
civil and fkditlca! rights for them
equal to the ones which men enjoy.
There Is a great deal to be done along
these line* lu Spain sing* married wo*
Cream separators, ensilage cutters,
and the like are connected with the
trucks' engines and operated. One
truck Is equipped with a complete farm
lighting plant, and this Is used to pro
vide lights for a speakers' stand and
current to project motion pictures.
Experts figure that the farmer’s
haulage and transportation problems
are quite as Important right now as
the production of crops. This na
tional motortruck development tour
Is designed as a practical means of
proving motortruck efficiency to the
Each manufacturer concerned In the
run Is driving his truck to the farm
er** floor aad detnoestvating its ability
to perform over every type of road
and under every condition In soft
fields. In other words, these build
ers are not merely proclaiming the
value of their commodity but are prov
ing Its sturdiness and worth by actual
The need of power wagons on the
farm is evidenced by the number al
ready owned and operated by Ameri
can farmers. The potential market for
motortrucks In the farm field has not
until recently been given appreciable
atlention by the big truck builders and
distributors. They have put forth
practically no effort to supply this
field, but the farmer’s need of motor
ized help In the absence of man power
has forced him to buy.
“Few farmers will argue against the
value of the power wagon In their
homes,” says Official Lecturer Kroh.
“What they need Is Intelligent instruc
tion as to size, power, body and tire
equipment, and cost of operation.
“The evolution In the methods of
production on farms from the hand
planter, cultivator, the scythe and
strike to the more modern machinery,
such as self-binders, etc., drawn by
horses and later by tractors was a
perfectly natural trend of progress.
Just as natural is the evolution from
the pack on the back, the camel, the
ox cart, and the horse-drawn vehicle
to the power wagon to solve the farm
er’s haulage problems.
“From 1850 to 1900, when the old
hand methods of farming were In
vogue, farm values In America In
creased from to $20,000,-
000.000. From 1900 to the present day,
when the more modern methods have
been in vogue, farm values have In
creased from $20,000,000,000 to $75,-
00c,000,000. This is due to the abil
ity of the farmer to cultivate a wider
acreage more extensively and market
his commodity more advantageously
men have not control of their proper
ty nor control of their children. There
is at present almost no provision for
the education of Spanish girls in any
class of society.
The Union of the Women of Spain Is
working along the usual propaganda
lines, organizing branches and meet
ings, distributing literature and ar
ranging educational courses for wom
en. The president of the society Is
and also, of course. In part to the mat*
ter of supply and demand.
“From 1899 to 1900 the population of
the United States Increased 21 per
cent, and even with Improved meth
ods in these days it was only possible
to Increase the production of food
stuffs 10 per cent —hence the
cieased cost of living.
In 1880 70 per cent of the popula
tion of the United States lived on
farms. It was necessary then for
each farmer to produce only sufficient
food for himself and a mere fraction
of another family. Today over TO
per cent of the population of the
United States lives in the densely pop
ulated cities. Each farmer must pro
duce enough for himself and two ad
ditional families In the United State*,
not taking into consideration starving
“The power wagon manufacturer*
of America are face to face with the
fact that It Is their duty to lenm
quickly the needs of the American
farmer and produce and equip a ma
chine that will most efficiently and eco
nomically serve his needs.
“The United States department at
agriculture in 1918 made a very thor
ough survey of truck operations In
the rural districts. They found that
the length of hauls by motortruck
averaged 11.3 miles, as against 9
miles with tka anii oagUfc; that R. 4
round trips were made per day with
the motortruck against 1.5 round
trips with the team; that with the mo
tortruck wheat and corn have been
transported to market at 15 cents per
ton mile, as against 30 cents per ton
mile for wheat by team and 33 cents
per ton mile for corn by team.
“These facts w*ould Indicate that Ifl
point of time and miles covered tbs
motortruck is practically four times
as efficient ns the horse and wngon.
And of course it is seif evident that
the time saved enables the farmer ta
do a more perfect Job of preparation;
planting, cultivation and harvesting,
“The efficiency of motortrucks and
the broadening of their field of opera
tions has been Increased more by the
development of pneumatic tires than
by anything that has come to the In
dustry In years.
“Pneumatics materially Increase the
life of the truck, reduce operating and
repair bills and give much greater mile
age on gas and lubricating oil. They
afford traction and enable the truck
to negotiate mud, sand and snow on
and off roads when solid tired track*
would not operate. Their cushioning
qualities permit Increased speed. Over
rough roads this cushioning quality I*
of Inestimable importance when the
shrinkage In live stock and the da mug*
to perishable merchandise Is taken
“It Is pneumatic tired trucks, them*
fore, that are being taken to the farm
ers on this tour. Undoubtedly the
demonstration —over every type of
roud that the farmer in America come*
In contact with and hauling every con
ceivable type of merchandise produced
In the agricultural sections—will go
far to eliminate any fear that may
still rest In the minds of the farmer*
that the motortruck is not a sound
economy in farm transportation.
the Marquesa del Ter.—The Suffra
How It Felt.
During a brawl in a Chicago rtsort
an Irishman got poked In the-eye with
a stick, and he immediately started
proceedings against the offender.
“Come, now,” said the magistrate;
“you don’t really believa he meant to
put your eye out?”
“No, I don’t,” said the Celt, “but f
do believe he tried to put It farthef
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